You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 373
He was almost tortured to death several times, until he was 17 years old, Prime Minister Xiao mercifully let Xiao Ruan go, and seeing Xiao Ruan was obedient, he let Xiao Ruan gradually take over some shady business.

I don't know how Xiao Ruan managed to carry it over the past ten years, Ying Yu pinched Xiao Ruan's portrait, trying to see something from the charming eyebrows and eyes in the painting.

But the portrait only shows Xiao Ruan's indistinguishable and gorgeous face, with an intoxicating smile on the corner of his mouth, without even a trace of hatred.

Ying Yu put a corner of the portrait close to the candlestick, and the bean-sized flames immediately tore away the weak camouflage, and quickly swallowed up the gorgeous face outlined by pen and ink.

Ying Yu rubbed the remaining ashes on his fingers, and only then did he believe what Eleven said. With Xiao Ruan's experience, Ying Yu couldn't believe that he really didn't have any hatred for Prime Minister Xiao in his heart.

Fearing that there is even the slightest unobservable opportunity, Xiao Ruan will seize it with all his strength, stab the knife in Prime Minister Xiao's heart, and end his father's life.
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The old lady had hidden everything, but she still didn't hide the fact that Aunt Mei tortured and killed her servants. Not only did the servants in the mansion continue to gossip, but even outside the mansion there were some signs of discussion.

For the sake of the Wen family's reputation, the old lady had no choice but to hold on to her sick body, pulled Aunt Mei who had just had a miscarriage from Luoxue Garden, opened the door of the house, and beat Aunt Mei mercilessly with a hundred rulers in public.

Aunt Mei was already weak and frail, and after going down with a hundred rulers, she was exhaling more air and less inhaling, her entire back was bloody, and her lower body was still gurgling with blood. I'm afraid she might not be able to survive after six months of raising her. great.

Wen Zhaozhen was also escorted by the old lady to watch the ceremony. At first, she struggled twice with red eyes, calling Aunt Mei's name to plead with the old lady.

But in the end, he still cared about his official position and reputation, and gradually stopped struggling. He looked coldly at Aunt Mei who kept screaming in pain, and did not say a word for Aunt Mei.

Because of Aunt Mei's matter, Wen Wen'er was locked up by the old lady in the ancestral hall for a few days, and was disciplined by the foster mother every day, but she suffered a lot.

Standing between the two younger sisters when she came out, she felt that her body was extremely thin, and even her plump cheeks were sunken in, her face was gray and pale, and a pair of big eyes protruded outward, which was very scary.

Seeing her aunt's miserable condition, Wen Wen'er not only didn't speak for her aunt, but even had a weird smile on her face, with a slightly sick flush on her face.

Seeing her appearance, I wish I could do it myself.

On the contrary, Wen Yishuo knelt down in Fuyanyuan for a day and a night, pleading for Aunt Mei. The old lady looked at Wen Yishuo's face, which made Aunt Mei take good care of her in Luoxueyuan with her injuries, and did not send her to Zhuangzi to live on her own off.

Everyone saw the old lady's tough tactics, and the injured maidservants also received a lot of money in compensation. The rumors inside and outside the mansion gradually subsided, and the mansion was finally stable for a few days.

It's getting colder and colder, Wen Qing'er has been busy making clothes for her brother and Ying Yu these days, so she didn't go out, she stayed in the house all day long, but she put on two catties of fat.

Previously, she only thought about the elder brother, and the second elder brother couldn't let go, so Wen Qing'er asked Nian Xia to pick out another piece of cloth, and rushed to make it in the house with the little maids every day.

Being brothers during the day, and Ying Yu's quietly at night, after three or four days like this, a small bruise appeared in Wen Qing'er's eyes, so she had to let go of her work and sleep well first. Let's talk about it in the last two days.

(End of this chapter)