After Qi Nian finished saying that, he didn't look at her again, and just drank another half bowl of porridge by himself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The shallots didn't have anything to say, so they only kowtowed to her silently, and then quietly withdrew with their heads down.

Later, I heard from Ayao that she explained all her errands to Qianhe, so she went back to the room to clean up a little, and left without alarming anyone.

Since then, in this small courtyard of Qi Nian, there has been no such person as shallot.

From the very beginning, when they first moved into Qi Mansion, the four big girls in the name of shallow deceived death, escaped, and walked, and now there is only one shallow lotus like a stuffy gourd.

Qi Nian sometimes has nothing to do, but he also misses the past, the almost bright and lively faces of Qianling and Qianzhi, and all kinds of pastries made by Qianling and Qianzhi.

The events of her past life had begun to fade into her mind, and sometimes she suddenly woke up from her sleep on the couch, and suddenly she didn't know if it was a dream or if it had really happened.

And the two little girls Huan'er and Zhu'er, who colluded with Qi Shu to deliberately murder her, woke up because they fell asleep for three whole days, and they were tightly tied up and forgotten in the firewood room in the backyard.

This unintentional deterrence saved a lot of trouble, and after Zhu'er Huan'er came back to her senses, she scrambled to cry bitterly and confessed her guilt, and all those who didn't dare to lie a word were recruited.

Ah Yao wanted to say that she would take them and shallots to the front yard to expose Qi Shu's framing and framing, but Qi Nian only shook his head and ordered them to drive them both out of Qi Mansion.

A-Yao was full of puzzlement, she didn't know that Qi Nian didn't want to be embarrassed, and because of these innocuous little things, Qi Shu was just a lot of lice and not itchy, and they couldn't solve any problems at all.

The lives of Zhou's mother and son, she is going to decide. Now it's just a matter of finding a suitable one that won't cause any trouble, so I can take it neatly and quickly.

The cool autumn afternoon is no longer boring and hot in the summer heat, and the couch still placed under the porch is added with a thin quilt, which can't stop the slight chill.

Those days of leisurely and cool listening to the sound of cicadas and frogs outside the window are gone after all.

On the third day of autumn, Qi Nianwang finally waited for a letter from Jiangnan, and the snow-white carrier pigeon that was still Lushi suddenly flapped its wings and stopped on the windowsill under the corridor, tilting its head and walking around.

A-Yao hurriedly took the letterhead tied to the pigeon's leg, and when Qi Nian opened it, her hands were still trembling uncontrollably. She was so scared that if there was a bad news full of helplessness and regret written on it, then she didn't know if she could still support it.

But fortunately, Xiao Qi did not disappoint her.

A few days later, Qi Junliang's letter was sent to Qi's mansion, and it was written that although he had suffered some losses from robbers in the mountains and forests of Jiangnan before, he was fortunate to meet a noble person to avoid trouble. It's just that now although he is out of danger, he has a fever due to many frightens before and has to travel a long way to return, so he has to be recuperated in Jiangnan before returning home under the arrangement of the shopkeeper of his own commercial bank.

As soon as he recuperated, he dragged on until the cold winter season.

The news of the appointment made some people too stinging, Qi Xuan's unknown illness has become more and more serious since that day, and at first he was able to get out of bed and barely continue to run a business outside, but after the weather became colder, he could no longer get up.

Zhou had just recovered from the blow of Qi Ming's death, but he saw that Qi Xuan's death was getting heavier and heavier, so he couldn't help but panic again, and wanted to see him all day long, who knew that although he was sick and groggy, he was still angry when he saw Zhou, and every time he got angry, his body became worse and worse, so the vicious circle continued, although Zhou was very worried in his heart, but he no longer dared to see him easily.

It's just that listening to the news from his hospital every day is getting worse and worse, and Zhou doesn't dare to see him anymore no matter how worried he is, he can only wash his face with tears all day long.

Finally, in the early winter, Qi Xuan coughed up blood all night in a suddenly cold night, and fell asleep at dawn. The people in his courtyard had long been tossed and lost their temperament, and finally when the master was quiet, they all dispersed and went back to the house to make up for sleep.

So Qi Xuan couldn't cough up or scream because of a mouthful of phlegm and blood stuck in his throat in a dream, and finally he was suffocated to death in bed.

His death was particularly horrific, his eyes were bloodshot and almost burst out of his sockets, his face was distorted and sunken due to many days of serious illness, and there were faint traces of blood in his mouth and nose, flowing into the heavy quilt, exuding a strong fishy smell.

The eldest son, who has always been elegant, clear, handsome and dashing in the house, died so miserably at an age when he was still only a weak crown, which was really more shocking and embarrassing than his brother Qi Ming's previous death.

Zhou stumbled all the way crying when he heard the report from his subordinates, and when he saw Qi Xuan's appearance that he had been dead for a long time, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Thinking about how she felt at this time, she just wished she was going to die.

Qi Nian sat quietly under the window, listening to the two little girls in the courtyard whispering about these secrets, and couldn't help but smile coldly.

Auntie, I have not only avenged you, but I have also paid back a hundredfold of the pain they inflicted on you.

Thinking of her aunt's always soft and kind temperament, Qi Nian couldn't help but sigh lightly again, feeling a little distressed in her heart.

If my aunt had a spirit in heaven, would she blame her for being too ruthless and her hands too poisonous?

Ah Yao has been following her for a long time, and she can understand some of the thoughts in her heart, and she can't help but comfort her in a low voice: "Miss has done a good job, I think that no matter who is replaced, she will no longer turn things around like Miss and turn defeat into victory, not only saved herself, avenged the second aunt, but also saved the master." ”

Qi Nian looked out the window at the dry branches that were blown by the cold wind, and said in a trance: "A-Yao, do you know, I'm not such a ruthless woman......

In her previous life, she was mentally uncertain, weak and bullied, and the most common thing she did was to endure silently and obediently, never knowing what her scheming plans were, and she would not resist humiliation and oppression.

If her father had kept her in that barren but peaceful mountain village in her previous life, and married an honest and hard-working farmer in her early years, she would have lived a peaceful and harmonious life according to her gentle and obedient nature.

It's all at the beginning, thanks to the beginning.

Qi Nian suddenly felt that she still liked her current self more.

Although it was inevitable that there was blood on these hands, she had a clear conscience and did not kill innocents indiscriminately.