An Sheng carefully looked at Xia Ziwu's eyes, and saw that there were marks on her nails in the middle of her person, and it seemed that her hand strength was not small, how much did it hurt? Ordinary people really can't help it. Obediently, Xia Ziwu is in a ruin, and she has really made up her mind.

An Sheng felt such a creepy feeling in his heart, Xia Ziwu was so persistent and determined, indomitable, he had to marry into the Meng family. If the Xue family also loves their daughters and compromises, do they and their sisters have the ability to stop them?

Nominally, Xia Ziwu said that she was willing to be a concubine, but where could her sister be her opponent? Once you really work together, the tragedy of the previous life will inevitably be repeated, but it will be the same way.

A mother-in-law next to her anxiously urged: "Madam, hurry up, hurry up and carry the third lady to the front yard to wait, don't delay the time." ”

Xue's concern was chaotic, and after being reminded by someone, he nodded busily: "Okay!" Hurry up and find someone, and carry the third lady to the front yard. ”

As soon as she raised her face, An Sheng saw that there were really rope strangulation marks on Xia Ziwu's neck, with bruises, extremely obvious, and across her neck.

It's no wonder that Xue was so worried that he was even confused.

She looked closely, and sneered in her heart, seeing that the scars were parallel and crossed back, where were the traces of hanging? It was clearly cut out of the back of his head with a strip of cloth. In order to bluff, Xia Ziwu was very thoughtful.

An Sheng originally just wanted to watch from the wall, but his heart was clear, and he categorically couldn't let Xia Ziwu's plan succeed, so he pinched the Xue family and his father.

She took a step forward and said to the Xue family: "Mother, the third sister is breathless for a while, this situation cannot be delayed, the cold god doctor's mansion is far away, tossing the past, nearly half an hour, can the third sister bear it?" ”

"Your third sister is already like this, and you are still talking cool here? If you don't send it to Lang Zhong, won't you wait for death? Xue immediately scolded An Sheng.

An Sheng was not in a hurry or annoyed: "The last time I went to the cold god doctor's house, I saw the cold god doctor rescue the patient who was suffocated and unconscious, the method is very simple, the mother let her daughter try it, if it doesn't work, definitely don't delay getting in the car." ”

Next to him, the mother-in-law dragged Xue's family: "Saving people is like fighting a fire, at a critical juncture, you can't take care of a lot, you might as well give it a try." ”

The Xue family is the master of the six gods, so he immediately responded after listening to the persuasion: "Hurry up, don't delay!" ”

An Sheng squatted down and stretched out his hand towards Chang Jingyi: "Scissors? ”

Changjing was stunned: "What do you do with scissors?" ”

"Let you take it, where is so much nonsense!" An Sheng immediately reprimanded.

Xia Ziwu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Changjing hurriedly got up and took the scissors from the needlework dustpan.

An Sheng in his hand, the sharp scissor tip slid between Xia Ziwu's neck, and Xia Ziwu suddenly appeared in front of him with scissors forcing his heart, with a hideous smile: "Believe it or not...... I'll peel your skin alive and make a beautiful lantern for your little nephew in the future? ”

A touch of hatred flashed in her eyes, and the scissors trembled, and it actually cut through Xia Ziwu's flesh and skin, oozing red blood beads.

"What are you going to do?" Xue exclaimed, and was about to step forward to snatch the scissors in An Sheng's hand.

"The tip of the third sister's throat has been obviously fractured, stuck in her throat and unable to breathe. So you can't delay, you can only cut the trachea a little bit, and the breathing will be smooth! ”

The sharp and cold scissors in An Sheng's hand had already pressed against the tip of Xia Ziwu's throat.

"You dare!" Xia Ziwu suddenly opened her eyes, blocked the scissors in An Sheng's hand in embarrassment, and scolded: "Xia Ansheng, you are pure in your heart and want to put me to death, right?" Cut my trachea, am I still alive? ”

An Sheng stood up and smiled: "It turns out that the third sister can hear what I said." ”

Xia Ziwu's face was suddenly full of embarrassment, and she forcibly defended herself: "I, I just woke up just in time!" And thanks to me waking up, otherwise wouldn't I have died at your hands? ”

An Sheng looked like he knew it in his chest, and turned around: "It's good to wake up, my sister is just scaring and scaring you, is it really ruthless?" ”

Her words were punns, and naturally people knew the meaning. A group of people were tossed so much that they looked at Xia Ziwu's eyes with a hint of meaning.

How could Xue not understand? She was also obviously angry, stood up, touched the tears on her face, and instructed Changjing: "Help your young lady to the bed, so that you can give birth, don't go out if you have nothing to do." ”

An Sheng turned around and left, stepped out of the door with one foot, and heard Xia Ziwu behind him shouting stubbornly and firmly: "My daughter is going to marry Meng Jinglun!" If you don't agree, I'll really die to show you! ”

An Sheng sighed softly.

It is said that the arm can't twist the thigh, but An Sheng knows that the Xue family will compromise sooner or later.

Sure enough, in the matter of marrying into the Meng family, Xia Ziwu showed extraordinary perseverance.

She was exposed by An Sheng in front of Xue's disguised suicide, and Xue angrily rejected her request again, and she found another way and unrelentingly began a hunger strike.

There are no undisciplined children in this world, only ruthless parents. Xue's people with all kinds of tricks are helpless in the face of Xia Ziwu's threat.

Xia Ziwu's hunger strike this time was not a joke, An Sheng heard that her lips were chapped and she was dying on the bed, and she refused to eat.

At first, Xue was still able to calm down and ignore it. Later, he asked Xia Zixian to persuade and told Changjing to guard every inch.

An Sheng didn't know if Xia Ziwu was greasy or not, and she couldn't tell the truth from the fake, she only knew that the Xue family was about to lose it.

Sure enough, on the third day after Xia Ziwu's hunger strike, after Xue left Xia Ziwu's courtyard, Xia Ziwu happily got up and began to eat. I heard that the chicken and seafood porridge that had been simmered for her for an hour in advance in the kitchen, she ate three bowls and was refreshed.

An Sheng understood that the Xue family must have compromised, and had a preliminary plan. An alarm bell rang in her heart instantly, and she thought hard, if the Xue family and her father came to the Meng family in person and mentioned this marriage, would the Meng family be extremely happy? And I, who is weak, what can I do for my sister?

She was deeply annoyed by her powerlessness.

She remembered that when her sister was still in the boudoir, she once embroidered a pair of boots with a thousand layers of soles for her father, black satin on a white background, and a thin embroidered pattern of five blessings with gold threads, although it was not more majestic than soap-soled official boots, but it was comfortable and light to wear on the feet. Originally, it was intended to be given to him on his father's birthday, so it was pressed to the bottom of the box after it was ready.

An Sheng got up and turned out the boots, found a handkerchief to wrap it, and went straight to his father's study in the front yard.

Xia Yuanwai has also been troubled by Xia Ziwu these days, so he hid in the study to find a clean place. An Sheng knocked lightly on the door, and after getting his father's answer, he pushed the door and walked in.

Xia Yuanwai was half-lying on the soft couch, raised his head, and saw that it was An Sheng, and was a little surprised: "What are you doing here?" ”

There was a clear impatience in his tone.

An Sheng handed the cloth shoes in his hand to Xia Yuanwai: "I rummaged through the things and found these cloth shoes made for you by my sister, so I thought about bringing them to you." ”

Xia Yuan waved his hand and didn't look at it: "Just put it aside." ”

An Sheng looked down at the shoes on Xia Yuan's outer feet, and actually bent down, squatted in front of him, and then raised his face: "Daddy is tired from running around outside every day, and when he returns home, he will replace these thick-soled official boots and wear the cloth shoes made by his sister, right?" The base is soft and breathable. ”

She stumbled open the veil to reveal the cloth shoes inside. Xia Anran's craftsmanship is naturally not said, the workmanship is neat, and it is gold thread and black satin, which makes people can't help but shine.

An Sheng lowered his head and took off the thick-soled official boots on Xia Yuan's outer feet, and put them on for him with his own hands, not too big, not too small, just right.

Xia Yuanwai didn't say a word, just looked at An Sheng silently, and suddenly remembered his wife, Qin.