"Hunger strike?" In the Cuizhu Garden, the eldest lady slowly cut off the excess flower branches with scissors, inserted them into the porcelain vase, and asked Mama Wei casually.

"Not really!" Mama Wei hurriedly handed over the wet handkerchief. "Since the eldest young master quarreled with the young lady last afternoon, the young lady has never eaten again! Now the entire Fengqing Courtyard has spread all over the world-" Mama Wei paused, and said with a deep face, "It is said that the young lady is iron-hearted this time, and she wants to reconcile with the eldest young master!" ”

Shen smiled coldly, took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, "What about the eldest young master?" Du Shi is like this, he has no reaction? ”

Mama Wei said in a low voice, "The eldest young master is so angry that before going out this morning, he asked someone to pour a bowl of medicine raw according to the young lady...... It's just that as soon as he walked on his front foot, the young lady vomited all the medicine......"

Shen Shi hooked his lips coldly, "Let's make trouble, the more he makes trouble, the more Du will hate him, and the more this matter will not end in the future......" She thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "You said, the young lady is looking for death and life to reconcile with the eldest young master, can the old lady hear the news?" ”

Mama Wei was stunned, and a smile of understanding suddenly appeared on her face, "Madame, don't worry, what should the slave and maid do." ”

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Du Rongzhi was groggy all day.

In her dream, she was in a dilapidated room, where the paint had fallen off, and she reached out to touch it, and every object was indescribably familiar...... She pushed open the door of the house and wanted to go out to have a look, but there was a lonely plum tree standing in the yard, and clusters of delicate golden yellow were piled on the snow-covered branches, which were very beautiful.

She couldn't help but walk over, only to find a little doll sitting under the tree, rubbing his eyes and crying, and his two little hands were as crystal clear as snow on the branches.

Du Rongzhi hurriedly called him, "Whose child are you?" It's cold on the ground, get up! ”

The boy raised his head with a sob, and there were still tears on his fleshy little face, but the delicate eyebrows were like Song Zixun's appearance!

He looked at Du Rongzhi and cried loudly, "Mother...... Mother, why don't you want me? ”

Du Rongzhi's heart ached suddenly, and tears flowed into her eyes without warning, "Good boy, how could my mother not want you!" My mother thinks about you every day and every night! Come over and give your mother a hug! As he spoke, he walked up quickly to hug him.

But the child suddenly stepped back, pointed at her and cried, "You don't want me, and I don't want you anymore!" I'll never come to your house again! ”

"Don't go, my mother wants you...... Don't go ......"

"Young lady!" There was a soft call from Mama An in her ears.

Du Rongzhi opened her eyes in a daze, and under the strong light, she only saw a tall figure sitting in front of her.

"Awake?" When the man saw her prop up, he commanded with a gloomy face, "Bring the food up." ”

Mama An glanced at Du Rongzhi uneasily, and hurriedly answered yes, turned around and took a bowl of millet porridge from the girl's tray.

"Young lady, why don't you eat some......" Mama An persuaded with red eyes, "This body has just gained a little complexion, but it can't withstand such a toss......"

Before she finished speaking, Song Zixun suddenly snatched the bowl from her hand, picked it up and poured it into Du Rongzhi's mouth.

The little doll with tears on her face in the dream overlapped with the cold man in front of her...... Du Rongzhi's eyes were hot, and she didn't know where she got so much strength, so she slammed away the big hand that was close at hand.

I only heard an exclamation of "ah" in my ears, and the whole bowl of millet porridge was splashed on Song Zixun's cyan robe.

Mama An's face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground with a puff, "Young Master forgive me...... Young lady, young lady is just delirious, don't blame her......"

Song Zixun didn't even look at her, his eyes were fixed on Du Rongzhi.

"Smack-"

The empty bowl in his hand was slammed to the ground by him and shattered.

Song Zixun blushed, gritted his teeth and sneered, "You have made up your mind to disobey me, haven't you?" ”

Du Rongzhi opened her dry and cracked lips and said in a dumb voice, "You know what I ask for—" Her voice suddenly stopped.

Song Zixun's cold hand gently brushed away the broken hair on her cheeks and pulled it behind her ear, leaned into her ear, and smiled like a lover grinding his sideburns, "Du Shi, what do you think...... Is it that easy to die? ”

For some reason, the voice seemed to crawl out of hell, and Du Rongzhi's body trembled instinctively when she heard it. Before she could react, she suddenly heard Song Zixun say coldly, "Mama An, go and bring Miss Sun over!" ”

Mama An, who was still kneeling on the ground, was stunned, although she didn't know what Song Zixun was going to do, but she felt a little scared when she saw his expression, so she had to say, "Miss Sun is afraid that she is still taking a nap at this time-"

"Bring it over!"

Mama An shuddered, hurriedly stood up, wiped her tears, and staggered out.

The two of them were so silently deadlocked, and the rest of the room was so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

The nurse soon came in with Wan'er in her arms.

The little guy slept soundly, revealing a pink and tender little face in the swaddling clothes, and the hearts of the people were about to melt.

Song Zixun looked coldly at Du Rongzhi who had been following her daughter's gaze, and said coldly, "Give me the child." ”

Du Rongzhi clutched the quilt uneasily.

Although the nurse faintly felt that something was wrong, she didn't dare to say much, and carefully handed the child into Song Zixun's hands.

Song Zixun looked down at her daughter's sleeping face, "From today on, Miss Sun will eat with the young lady - if the young lady eats, she can eat." ”

Du Rongzhi looked at him sharply.

The nurse listened inexplicably, "Then if the young lady doesn't eat ......"

Song Zixun looked at Du Rongzhi, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that was so cold that it couldn't be any longer, and said word by word, "Then she will be hungry - hungry until her mother is willing to eat, or starve herself to death." ”

"Song Zixun, you ...... Shame on you! Du Rongzhi's eyes were red, and her whole body trembled violently with anger.

The swaddling Wan'er also seemed to feel the tense atmosphere between her parents, frowned and pursed her mouth, closed her eyes and cried quietly.

Song Zixun smiled nonchalantly, "In ancient times, there was a filial son who cut meat to feed his mother, but now she is just letting her share weal and woe with her mother. "I'm leaving.

Du Rongzhi grabbed his sleeve and said, "Give me back my daughter...... Give it back! ”

Song Zixun waved her away coldly, "What qualifications do you have to have a daughter?" What qualifications does a person who has made up his mind to leave her want her? ”

Wan'er's cry became louder and louder, like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart.

In the past and present lives, all the humiliation and struggle, pain and despair hidden in the bottom of my heart almost all rushed out at this moment... Du Rongzhi only felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, she coughed hard, and blood suddenly spurted out of her mouth.

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