My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 808 815 You are here to collect debts!

Chapter 808 815 You are here to collect debts!

Deqing County, Baili Escort Bureau.

Ever since Master Shenglian took away the ghosts, Zhuangzi has finally been at peace for a while.

Baili Qianhan, who had just died of his wife and daughter, began to move around again, planning to remarry a wife.

As soon as the news came out, people with unmarried daughters came to their homes within a radius of ten miles, hoping that their daughters could marry into the Baili Escort.

Overnight, it flies up the branches and turns into a phoenix, and the family can also enjoy the blessings.

After Aunt Du heard about this, she was unmoved and continued to do what she should do, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

But Aunt Liu was so angry that she jumped and ran to her early in the morning.

"Sister, your heart is really big. Master is going to marry a wife again, don't you know? Why are you so calm?"

Aunt Du was working as a female celebrity, and she didn't raise her head when she heard the words.

"You have been with the master for a day or two, don't you understand his temperament? Can you and I persuade him to do what he is going to do?

Rather than letting him go in and out of Huajie Liuxiang every day and ruining the reputation of Baili Escort, it is better to let him marry a beautiful girl and come back to calm down. "

Aunt Liu was so angry that her brows stood on end, her face was a little ferocious, she almost jumped up.

"Sister, you're right, but how long has Madam been dead? You haven't even released the first seven! Isn't it too chilling for the master to do this?"

Aunt Du raised her head, glanced at her lightly, then lowered her head again.

"Oh, when will the master not be chilling? You have been with him for so many years, and you know what kind of person he is.

Now that this matter is a foregone conclusion, you should stop jumping in front of me. If the master doesn't listen to you, he won't listen to me either. "

Aunt Liu was so stunned by her two words that she stomped her feet hard, turned around and ran out.

When she returned to the yard, Baili Xianghan ran towards her and smiled silly at her.

"Hahaha, you are going to die, you are going to die."

Aunt Liu was already furious, but her words undoubtedly added fuel to the flames, so angry she ran up to grab her arm, and slapped her.

"You evil ghost! You are here to collect debts! What did I do wrong, why did I give birth to you?!

You've been talking nonsense like a fool all day long, but now you dare to curse me!You heartless sinner! "

The two maids behind hurried forward to hold Aunt Liu back, and continued to comfort her.

"Auntie, please calm down. Miss Fourth has a brain problem. Recently, she always talks about whether she is dead or not. She is not cursing you."

Baili Xianghan was released, with bright red palm prints on her face, but she didn't seem to feel the pain, instead she was clapping her hands happily.

"You're going to die, you're going to die."

Aunt Liu's heart was burning with anger, her face became a little distorted, and she was about to step forward to pinch her neck, but Baili Xianghan ran away.

"You're going to die, you're going to die."

Aunt Liu was helped into the room by two maids, and smashed the vase on the table.

"Injustice! It's all injustice! Everyone is not a good thing! You get out of here! I want to stay by myself!"

The two servant girls trotted out tremblingly, not daring to turn their heads.

Aunt Liu was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, touching her face with one hand, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, muttering to herself.

"When you married me back then, you clearly said that I was the most beautiful, and that you would love me for the rest of your life. It was all a lie! A lie!"

The more Aunt Liu thought about it, the more angry she became, her neck was bruised, and it took a long time before she calmed down.

She took off the pearl hairpin from her head, her brocade-like black hair was loose, and combed it gently with a wooden comb.

The person in the mirror was also holding a comb, brushing his black hair lightly again and again, but his eyes slowly turned blood red.

(End of this chapter)

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