Chapter 4464: 4464
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Zhuang Xiaoyu walked over and took the letter out of the palm of the asparagus. He scanned it word by word. The letter didn't write many words. He just said to think about it. He was ridiculed by servants in the house yesterday, and the injured asparagus was despised. He felt that he was just a broken flower and willow. This broken body doesn't deserve such a good asparagus at all.
Zhuang Xiaoyu returned the letter paper to Wenzhu. Wenzhu firmly grasped the letter as if she were grasping the broken soul.
Zhuang Xiaoyu, with her white face covered with powder, suddenly burst into tears: "Why are you so stupid and how can you do such a stupid thing? We agreed to be good. Why did you leave us?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu almost fainted when she cried. Qin Wuyan hugged her and patted her on the back: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry for the change."
Zhuang Qingyun was busy back and forth. He personally arranged the funeral. He temporarily ordered someone to buy a good coffin. The funeral specification was very high. He was not inferior to the ladies of other people, and even was about to meet the treatment of those second-class family ladies.
Because she was wearing a red wedding dress and hanged herself, the housekeeper also invited a master who made a special trip to chaodu to give yubroken chaodu, so that she can be reborn into a good family in her next life.
When the shroud was delivered, the nursing mother went to ask Zhuang Xiaoyu for instructions: "eldest lady, yushat can't be buried in this red wedding dress. It's not good until her body is completely stiff. The slave took someone to clean yushat's body and let her go clean."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped away her tears. "Our master and servant have a fight. Let me and mammy wash her in person."
The nurse wanted to say it was inappropriate, but she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's heartbroken appearance and couldn't speak. She just looked at Qin Wuyan holding her. Seeing that Qin Wuyan didn't object, she nodded and ordered people to carry the broken jade into the ear room
After the clothes peeled off layer by layer, the servant put the jade pieces into the warm bathtub. Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up the cloth towel and wanted to wipe off the makeup on her face. She thought that although the makeup was more gorgeous, it was painted for herself before she died. She must have liked it very much, so she only scrubbed the position below her neck.
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised Yu's broken arm and said to the nursing mother, "go get scissors and I'll trim her nails."
The nurse stood up and went out of her ear room.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was holding Jade's wrist and was about to clean her five fingers. Her eyes fell on Jade's nails and suddenly stopped
I saw that the nails that had been long were cut short and neat.
The ear chamber was not dark, and white candles were placed.
Zhuang Xiaoyu opened Yu's palm, threw the cloth towel in his hand, picked up Yu's other palm on the bathtub wall, and looked at it carefully together.
When the nurse came in with scissors for cutting nails, she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu wiping her broken face with a wet cloth towel.
Nanny didn't understand: "Miss, didn't you say that jade fragments like this makeup and don't have to wipe it off?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu kept silent and said to the nursing mother, "call Wenzhu in."
The nursing mother was more and more puzzled: "it's not good. Although today is the day of their great joy, after all, they haven't married yet, and the jade is broken..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her eyes and looked at the nursing mother: "I doubt that the broken jade didn't commit suicide. You let Wenzhu come over. I have something to ask him."
The nurse startled and was about to ask clearly. She heard Zhuang Xiaoyu say, "but this is just my guess. Don't let the wind out. If someone really hurt the broken jade, that person is from the priest's house."
The nurse trembled, "slave, slave, I'll call Wenzhu now..."
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Zhuang Xiaoyu walked over and took the letter out of the palm of the asparagus. He scanned it word by word. The letter didn't write many words. He just said to think about it. He was ridiculed by servants in the house yesterday, and the injured asparagus was despised. He felt that he was just a broken flower and willow. This broken body doesn't deserve such a good asparagus at all.
Zhuang Xiaoyu returned the letter paper to Wenzhu. Wenzhu firmly grasped the letter as if she were grasping the broken soul.
Zhuang Xiaoyu, with her white face covered with powder, suddenly burst into tears: "Why are you so stupid and how can you do such a stupid thing? We agreed to be good. Why did you leave us?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu almost fainted when she cried. Qin Wuyan hugged her and patted her on the back: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry for the change."
Zhuang Qingyun was busy back and forth. He personally arranged the funeral. He temporarily ordered someone to buy a good coffin. The funeral specification was very high. He was not inferior to the ladies of other people, and even was about to meet the treatment of those second-class family ladies.
Because she was wearing a red wedding dress and hanged herself, the housekeeper also invited a master who made a special trip to chaodu to give yubroken chaodu, so that she can be reborn into a good family in her next life.
When the shroud was delivered, the nursing mother went to ask Zhuang Xiaoyu for instructions: "eldest lady, yushat can't be buried in this red wedding dress. It's not good until her body is completely stiff. The slave took someone to clean yushat's body and let her go clean."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped away her tears. "Our master and servant have a fight. Let me and mammy wash her in person."
The nurse wanted to say it was inappropriate, but she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's heartbroken appearance and couldn't speak. She just looked at Qin Wuyan holding her. Seeing that Qin Wuyan didn't object, she nodded and ordered people to carry the broken jade into the ear room
After the clothes peeled off layer by layer, the servant put the jade pieces into the warm bathtub. Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up the cloth towel and wanted to wipe off the makeup on her face. She thought that although the makeup was more gorgeous, it was painted for herself before she died. She must have liked it very much, so she only scrubbed the position below her neck.
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised Yu's broken arm and said to the nursing mother, "go get scissors and I'll trim her nails."
The nurse stood up and went out of her ear room.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was holding Jade's wrist and was about to clean her five fingers. Her eyes fell on Jade's nails and suddenly stopped
I saw that the nails that had been long were cut short and neat.
The ear chamber was not dark, and white candles were placed.
Zhuang Xiaoyu opened Yu's palm, threw the cloth towel in his hand, picked up Yu's other palm on the bathtub wall, and looked at it carefully together.
When the nurse came in with scissors for cutting nails, she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu wiping her broken face with a wet cloth towel.
Nanny didn't understand: "Miss, didn't you say that jade fragments like this makeup and don't have to wipe it off?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu kept silent and said to the nursing mother, "call Wenzhu in."
The nursing mother was more and more puzzled: "it's not good. Although today is the day of their great joy, after all, they haven't married yet, and the jade is broken..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her eyes and looked at the nursing mother: "I doubt that the broken jade didn't commit suicide. You let Wenzhu come over. I have something to ask him."
The nurse startled and was about to ask clearly. She heard Zhuang Xiaoyu say, "but this is just my guess. Don't let the wind out. If someone really hurt the broken jade, that person is from the priest's house."
The nurse trembled, "slave, slave, I'll call Wenzhu now..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu walked over and took the letter out of the palm of the asparagus. He scanned it word by word. The letter didn't write many words. He just said to think about it. He was ridiculed by servants in the house yesterday, and the injured asparagus was despised. He felt that he was just a broken flower and willow. This broken body doesn't deserve such a good asparagus at all.Zhuang Xiaoyu returned the letter paper to Wenzhu. Wenzhu firmly grasped the letter as if she were grasping the broken soul.Zhuang Xiaoyu, with her white face covered with powder, suddenly burst into tears: "Why are you so stupid and how can you do such a stupid thing? We agreed to be good. Why did you leave us?"Zhuang Xiaoyu almost fainted when she cried. Qin Wuyan hugged her and patted her on the back: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry for the change."Zhuang Qingyun was busy back and forth. He personally arranged the funeral. He temporarily ordered someone to buy a good coffin. The funeral specification was very high. He was not inferior to the ladies of other people, and even was about to meet the treatment of those second-class family ladies.Because she was wearing a red wedding dress and hanged herself, the housekeeper also invited a master who made a special trip to chaodu to give yubroken chaodu, so that she can be reborn into a good family in her next life.When the shroud was delivered, the nursing mother went to ask Zhuang Xiaoyu for instructions: "eldest lady, yushat can't be buried in this red wedding dress. It's not good until her body is completely stiff. The slave took someone to clean yushat's body and let her go clean."Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped away her tears. "Our master and servant have a fight. Let me and mammy wash her in person."The nurse wanted to say it was inappropriate, but she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's heartbroken appearance and couldn't speak. She just looked at Qin Wuyan holding her. Seeing that Qin Wuyan didn't object, she nodded and ordered people to carry the broken jade into the ear roomAfter the clothes peeled off layer by layer, the servant put the jade pieces into the warm bathtub. Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up the cloth towel and wanted to wipe off the makeup on her face. She thought that although the makeup was more gorgeous, it was painted for herself before she died. She must have liked it very much, so she only scrubbed the position below her neck.Zhuang Xiaoyu raised Yu's broken arm and said to the nursing mother, "go get scissors and I'll trim her nails."The nurse stood up and went out of her ear room.Zhuang Xiaoyu was holding Jade's wrist and was about to clean her five fingers. Her eyes fell on Jade's nails and suddenly stoppedI saw that the nails that had been long were cut short and neat.The ear chamber was not dark, and white candles were placed.Zhuang Xiaoyu opened Yu's palm, threw the cloth towel in his hand, picked up Yu's other palm on the bathtub wall, and looked at it carefully together.When the nurse came in with scissors for cutting nails, she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu wiping her broken face with a wet cloth towel.Nanny didn't understand: "Miss, didn't you say that jade fragments like this makeup and don't have to wipe it off?"Zhuang Xiaoyu kept silent and said to the nursing mother, "call Wenzhu in."The nursing mother was more and more puzzled: "it's not good. Although today is the day of their great joy, after all, they haven't married yet, and the jade is broken..."Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her eyes and looked at the nursing mother: "I doubt that the broken jade didn't commit suicide. You let Wenzhu come over. I have something to ask him."The nurse startled and was about to ask clearly. She heard Zhuang Xiaoyu say, "but this is just my guess. Don't let the wind out. If someone really hurt the broken jade, that person is from the priest's house."The nurse trembled, "slave, slave, I'll call Wenzhu now..."
