It's night.

The servant girl who had been much rougher trembled and knelt in front of Aunt Du, only to hear a crisp sound, and the fierce slap mixed with the cold wind ruthlessly slapped Rumei's face!

"Aunt Du spare her life, spare her life!"

Rumei was immediately knocked to the ground, covering her hot cheeks, but she didn't want to raise her eyes, so she met Aunt Du's extremely gloomy eyes.

"Cheap girl, didn't you say that Xia Qianwei kept your life in order to expose the eldest lady? Why, now that the eldest lady has fled to Lei Ruo Temple, you are still alive? Dare you say that you are not lying to me?!"

Aunt Du's voice was as fierce as a sharp dagger, and her hideous appearance reminded Rumei of the life-seeking ghosts in hell, and she couldn't help but tremble with fright.

"Three, the third lady said that she has finally saved her reputation now, and she keeps the slave maid just to gain a generous reputation, but in fact, the slave maid is worse than death every day, and she really doesn't dare to deceive her aunt......

However, before the words fell, a blood-stained handkerchief fell from the sky and landed at her feet, and a little finger immediately rolled out, and the cyan birthmark on it made the eyebrow pupil shrink immediately, this, this is ......

"Why, you don't even recognize your brother's fingers?"

Rumei was shocked, raised his head in disbelief, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Before she could react, Aunt Du suddenly stretched out her hand to restrain her chin, and her eyes seemed to be overflowing with poisonous juice.

"I don't care why Xia Qianwei wants to keep your life, I only know that whether your mother and brother's lives can be saved until three days later depends on whether you are obedient or not!"

She viciously shook off her little face, and the maid picked up her fingers on the ground in pain, and her tears swirled uncontrollably, as if she didn't want to believe it was true.

Then, a packet of white powder was stuffed into Aunt Du's arms, and she raised her eyes in surprise and met the strange cold smile.

This—this is ......

At this time, Xia Xiang was lying on the couch with a gossamer, looking at the pale gray curtain above her head, feeling her more and more weak heartbeat.

She turned to look at the maidservant beside her, and there was a rare glimmer of light in her gray eyes, and she asked again, "Where is Auntie?"

The door creaked and slowly opened, and Aunt Du stepped in with a bowl of hot sweet soup in her hand, and Xia Xiang's face instantly became a little happy.

Just as he was about to get up, he was stopped by the other party.

"Be careful, if you move so quickly, you're not afraid of falling?"

This concerned tone warmed Xia Xiang's heart, how long had it been since she felt cared like this?

The lower half of her body didn't seem to hurt so much anymore, she coughed lightly for a while, and Aunt Du's eyes showed an indistinct hesitation, and then she gritted her teeth.

"Come, Auntie made the sweet soup you like. ”

"Xiang'er can't eat it, can my aunt accompany Xiang'er?"

Her eyes were full of hope, and she held Aunt Du's hand tightly, remembering that the last time she slept with her aunt was a few years ago, and she missed the feeling of happiness at that time.

However, Aunt Du's face was a little impatient, "Good, I have eaten this sweet soup and rested." ”

I saw that the girl on the couch was a little resistant, turned her little face to avoid the soup bowl she pushed over, and immediately sprinkled a little out.

Aunt Du's eyes changed instantly, and even her voice became much sharper.

"Why are you so disobedient? Didn't you like sweet soup the most?"

Xia Xiang was slightly stunned, her eyes seemed to be a little lost, she bit her lip aggrievedly, and coughed more and more.

Because she has been sick and taking medicine all year round, she has long lost her sense of taste, and her aunt only knows that she liked sweets when she was a child, but she has never noticed that she has not touched any sweets for a long time.

Aunt Du took a deep breath and tried to suppress her temper, "After drinking the sweet soup, Auntie will stay with you tonight." ”

"Really?"

Xia Xiang was overjoyed, and her originally pale complexion rarely showed a little ruddy, and finally, she could finally relive her old dream.

Seeing Xia Xiang anxiously drink the bowl of sweet soup, and raise her eyes to smile at herself from time to time, Aunt Du's eyes flashed, and she slowly raised her hand and put it on the top of her soft head, and there seemed to be a little apology and persistence in her tone.

"Immediately, our mother and daughter will be free. ”

......

In the old lady's Fushou courtyard, the evening afterglow fell on the quiet windowsill, and Mama Lei had just lit the candlestick, when she heard the old lady's tired voice sound.

"What's going on over there with Xiao Jiu?"

"Back to the old lady, the third lady has often gone over to take care of her in the past two days, and she still has a maid in Yirong Courtyard, and the best medicine has been sent over, so it should not be in the way. ”

Mama Lei replied respectfully, the old lady frowned slightly, remembering that she had no granddaughter or grandchild in a short period of time, and now Xia Xiang was so difficult there, her heart was not very comfortable.

"It's all her aunt's sin, Xiang'er, this child has a soft temperament, and when she gets better, she will still be raised in my yard, so as not to be exposed to her ears and eyes, and learn her aunt's injustice. ”

"This is really Miss Nine's blessing!"

I only heard the old lady sigh a long time, her expression seemed to be in a trance, she raised her eyes to look at the sinking sky outside, and always felt an inexplicable uneasiness, "It's about to be Qianwei's ceremony, but don't do anything else." ”

The death of siblings in the house one after another, although it was not Xia Qianwei's fault, but it had already been rumored outside, coupled with the fact that Su Qiran, who had a conflict with her in Hongfa Temple not long ago, suffered a catastrophe, and the rumors that the third miss of the Xia family was a fateful star intensified, and some people even turned out the death of Mrs. Yurong back then, saying that Xia Qianwei killed his biological mother.

I thought that my granddaughter had finally saved her reputation and could finally marry smoothly, and she was rewarded by the Queen Mother the day before yesterday, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Xia Xiang was not good again.

Thinking of this, the old lady coughed violently for a while, and then smiled meaningfully, "The next one may be me." ”

Mama Lei on the side couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, and was about to say comfort, when she heard a frightened voice outside.

"Old lady, it's not good! Miss Nine, Miss Nine, Miss Nine, she ...... No more!"

What the?!

At this time, in Yirong Courtyard, Xia Xiang's house was full of people.

Xia Changfeng stood beside the couch with a solemn face, and a doctor he invited from outside the mansion was checking Xia Xiang's pulse.

"What, what's going on? doesn't it mean that Xiao Jiu has been much better in the past two days?"

The old lady was helped in by Mama Lei, her heart couldn't help but sink with the pale face as paper on the couch, Xia Xiang's face had shown a bit of death, her dull eyes were half-open at this time, and her lips revealed a strange purple.

Aunt Du took a handkerchief to wipe the tears on her face and sobbed on the side, and when she saw the old lady, she knelt miserably towards her and fell to the ground.

"I beg the old lady to make the decision for Miss Nine!"