Rather be a concubine

Chapter 82
Bo Yuqiao only felt that her body was in severe pain, she opened her eyes forcefully, and found that the whole courtyard was silent, and there was a biting cold bluestone slab under her body, which showed that she was still in the courtyard at the moment.

Hearing a touch, for some reason, Bo Yuqiao suddenly felt a palpitation, regardless of the pain in his body, turned around with all his strength, and what he saw was this scene soaked in blood.

Zhao Yueru's thin body slammed into the pillar, and then, as if her vitality had been cut off, she weakened powerlessly and fell to the ground.The vermilion pillars were stained with bright red blood, looking at them as if they were breathtaking demon flowers, so Bo Yuqiao didn't know what to say, so she had to watch this scene helplessly.

Tears slid down her eyes, seeped into the placket and disappeared.Bo Yuqiao wanted to yell and call the screwdriver servant to rescue Auntie, but she couldn't make a sound no matter what, so she could only watch helplessly.

Zhao Yueru's body fell limply under the porch pillar, her usually gentle face was covered by blood at this moment, and she could no longer see clearly.Bo Yuqiao felt great despair coming towards her, making it difficult for her to even breathe.In this Daqian dynasty, the only person who loved her and loved her went like this, so where should she go?

Bo Yuqiao couldn't stand up, so she had to slowly crawl towards Zhao Yueru's direction. Although the bluestone slab was very smooth, rubbing against it still scratched Bo Yuqiao's delicate palms, and blood oozes out after a while.

Looking at the scene, Bo Zheng was also stunned for a while, no matter what, he never thought that Zhao Yueru would go straight to seek death, which is really extremely unlucky.

"Why don't you see how Mrs. Ru is doing?"

Bo Zheng ordered in a cold voice, even though the servants of the Overseas Chinese Court were so frightened that they didn't know what to do, and they didn't dare to disobey the master's order, even a servant girl stretched out her hand to test whether Zhao Yue was still breathing at this moment.

The handmaid put trembling hands on Zhao Yueru's body, and after a while, it was still cold, and even though it made her turn pale with shock, she fell to the ground all of a sudden.Then he scrambled and crawled to the front of Bo, tremblingly.

"Second Master, Ru Furen has already, already cut off her vitality!"

Hearing this, Bo Zheng didn't react at all, but Feng Shi who stood beside her was obviously a little frightened. After all, when she thought of Zhao Yueru's previous curse, she felt uneasy. She was afraid that at night, the ghost that Zhao Yueru transformed into would be real. He will come to seek revenge and bring himself into hell together!
"That's all, I hope you can collect the body! It can be buried behind Nanshan."

Zhao Yueru is just Bo Zheng's concubine, so naturally she cannot enter the Bo family's ancestral hall, so finding a thin coffin to be buried on Nanshan Mountain is not considered disrespectful.

At this moment, Bo Yuqiao had crawled up to Zhao Yueru's side, and her trembling little hands gently brushed Zhao Yueru's blood-stained cheeks, feeling her lifeless skin, Bo Yuqiao was so painful that she wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound at all, as if she was dumb average.

At this moment, Bo Yuqiao didn't believe that Zhao Yueru was really dead, so she raised her hand and put it on Zhao Yueru's pulse, and found that there was no movement at all.

A few servants ordered by Bo Zheng wanted to lift Zhao Yueru's body, but Bo Yuqiao kept holding on to Zhao Yueru's sleeve tightly, and would not take a step away from Zhao Yueru no matter what.Seeing her like this, the four servants were really embarrassed, and even cast their eyes on Bo Zheng.

Bo Zheng glanced at Bo Yuqiao in disgust, then shook his sleeves and said coldly.

"Let her go! If you want to follow, just follow. You guys just need to hide your movements, don't let others find out, and save yourself from gossiping!"

Hearing Bo Zheng's words, it seemed as if he didn't care about Bo Yuqiao at all. After all, it's really unlucky for a daughter of a rich family to go to the cemetery with her servants.

As for Bo Zheng's words, Bo Yuqiao just turned a deaf ear to them. After all, she couldn't hear any words right now. She just felt that all this was just a nightmare. My aunt didn't die, maybe she just fell asleep, and she would wake up soon. Still like in the past, he raised his hand to caress his temples.

Those little servants didn't dare to neglect at all, so they found a wooden board, put Zhao Yueru's body on top of the wooden board, and then covered the body with a layer of white cloth, and then carried the body together, towards the outside of Bo's mansion go.

When they arrived outside Bo's mansion, a few servants carried Zhao Yueru's body onto the carriage, and then brought Bo Yuqiao up as well.

Seeing Bo Yuqiao's tear-stained face, the boy in the lead couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart, and said.

"It's pitiful to see Miss Qiao, so let's take Miss Qiao to send Mrs. Ru off for the last time!"

Hearing this, the remaining servants had no objection. After all, Bo Yuqiao was a pure and filial person, and they had heard of this reputation. Now that Zhao Yueru died in vain, Bo Yuqiao might be heartbroken. stop!

The boys drove towards Nanshan in the dark blue carriage, and after half an hour, they left the capital.

Nanshan is said to be a mountain, but it is actually very desolate. The mountain is full of corpses, and it is full of land where rich families bury their descendants.If a woman of some status like Zhao Yueru found a thin coffin for burial, the rest of them just dug a hole hastily.

After arriving at Nanshan, a few servants first dragged Zhao Yueru's body out, and then carried Bo Yuqiao out of the carriage.At this moment, Bo Yuqiao's eyes were fixed on Zhao Yueru's body, and she didn't move at all. That look was really creepy.

The young servants didn't go to the depths of Nanshan, they dug a hole when they found an open space, put Zhao Yueru's body in the thin coffin, and then slowly closed the coffin lid.

Bo Yuqiao watched Zhao Yueru's bluish-white face slowly disappear before her eyes.Bo Yuqiao only felt sullenness overflowing in her chest, she just wanted to find a foothold in the back house with her aunt, why did others have to make trouble with their mother and daughter!

The second wife, Feng Ning, is so ruthless, and Bo Zheng is cold-blooded and ruthless, the old lady will die without saving her!All of them made Bo Yuqiao wish to kill her quickly, but at this moment she was really too weak, she couldn't hurt these cruel people at all.

Bo Yuqiao knelt on the ground, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, she didn't cry, but the anger in her almond eyes seemed to burn everything up!
After burying Zhao Yueru, the servants were ready to go back along the original road. Before Bo Yuqiao got into the carriage, he heard a burst of sobbing and sobbing.Hearing this voice, her body shook, and she couldn't help but think of Feng's child.

Thinking of the words that my aunt confided before her death, could it be that brother Yang is really my aunt's child?

Once the seeds of doubt are buried in the heart, they will continue to take root and sprout like a towering tree.

Thinking of Brother Yang, Bo Yuqiao couldn't help feeling a little curious, and ignored the surprised eyes of the servants, she immediately walked towards the forest beside her.

In the forest, Bo Yuqiao found a small stream. The gurgling water covered the crying of the child, so it was not so obvious.Looking at the baby wrapped in bright yellow cloth, Bo Yuqiao's heart skipped a beat. Bright yellow is the color used by the royal family. Could it be that this child is a member of the royal family?

Bo Yuqiao knew that this child might be a trouble. If it wasn't a trouble, he probably wouldn't be abandoned here. If he hadn't noticed the child, at night, there would be many wolves and ferocious beasts in the South Mountain. I can't save my life!

Bo Yuqiao stepped forward to pick up the doll, and then a crazy thought came into her mind. After all, with her ability, it was the Bo family who wanted to take revenge on Bo Zheng. , although it is dangerous, but the benefits are also a lot.

Thinking of this, Bo Yuqiao swiftly unwrapped the baby's swaddle, and found the Panlong jade pendant on the baby's neck, and her heart skipped a beat.It was only later that Bo Yuqiao realized that the back of the baby was a bright red brocade, so she wrapped the baby on the other side. When the boys noticed something strange, when they came to the stream, what they saw was Miss Qiao hugging her. Wearing a big red swaddling baby, it looks like it's really hard work.

"Miss, do you want to bring this child back to the mansion?"

Hearing this, Bo Yuqiao nodded slightly.Ignoring the questioning boy, he hugged the baby tightly and rushed to the carriage.

The servants beside the carriage saw Bo Yuqiao struggling to hold the baby, and immediately looked at each other, but they naturally had no right to interfere with the young lady's decision, so they didn't say anything immediately, and after Bo Yuqiao got into the carriage, they drove the carriage towards Beijing. in rush.

When she was about to enter the capital, Bo Yuqiao thought that she hadn't set up a tablet for her aunt yet, so the Bo family's indifference would naturally not care about these small things.

Bo Yuqiao sneered and spoke directly.

"You don't want to go back to Bo's house, I want to set up a plaque for my aunt."

It was probably a little bit stimulated just now, at first he couldn't speak, but now he can speak, and there is also a tingling pain in his throat, which is really uncomfortable.

Hearing this, the servants didn't dare to be negligent, so they drove the carriage straight to Mingdian on Li Street.

When they arrived at Mingdian, Bo Yuqiao ignored the others, put the doll in the car, got out of the car, and entered Mingdian.

Right now, Bo Yuqiao's appearance really looks a bit embarrassed, the water-green dress is covered with dust, and her black hair is also a little messy.But looking at the material of Bo Yuqiao's clothes, it can be seen that she is a young lady from a wealthy family, so the buddies of the Ming shop did not dare to neglect her.

"May I ask what do you need?"

After listening to the question, Bo Yuqiao turned her head to look at the handsome boy, and immediately spoke calmly.

"I want to set up a memorial tablet for my biological mother. Just engrave 'the spiritual tablet of my biological mother Zhao' on it."

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help feeling pity for the little lady in front of him. The little lady was only five or six years old, and her biological mother had passed away. It seemed that she came from a wealthy family. poor guy.

(End of this chapter)