Chapter 4584
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Before the door could be locked, the steward had to come to check whether the yard was clean enough. The women were busy. No one noticed Zhuang Xiaoyu, and no one thought Zhuang Xiaoyu, who stayed in the Buddhist hall all day, would come to this abandoned place.
Even if she was seen by the servant when she was discharged from the hospital, the servant didn't know what she had done in it.
Zhuang Xiaoyu walked out of the courtyard step by step and returned to his bedroom.
His stomach hurt a little. Zhuang Xiaoyu poured a cup of warm tea water into his throat, took off his shirt and lay quietly on the bed
Qin Wuyan, as in the past, still came back very late. After grooming, he directly opened the quilt and lay down on the bed. He looked at the people lying on the inside and didn't dare to get too close. He just touched Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand in the quilt, gently held it in his palm and closed his eyes.
Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and endured the colic in her stomach, but the whole person seemed numb and motionless.
In this world, there is nothing she can miss anymore.
It's over.
She doesn't want to live in daily suffering anymore.
The next day, when the genius came to light, the knock on the door sounded. The housekeeper and Zhuang Qingyun stood outside the door, "high priest, today is a great day to ascend the throne. Don't miss the auspicious hour."
Qin Wuyan woke up, glanced at Zhuang Xiaoyu, saw that she was still sleeping, and whispered to her: "Xiaoyu."
Zhuang Xiaoyu arched his head into the bedding and said vaguely, "you get up first. I'll lie down for a while and get up right away."
Qin Wuyan couldn't see her pale face, and rarely told her to get up so early, so he smiled, "well, you lie down for a while. When it's too late, I'll call you up again. It doesn't matter if I miss the auspicious hour."
Zhuang Xiaoyu put her face in the quilt and listened to the sound of clothes and footsteps behind her. When Qin Wuyan walked outside the bedroom, she opened the quilt and sat up with her arms.
The little face was as white as snow, without a trace of blood.
After Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the ear room to wash, she sat on the dresser and went to apply powder on her face.
The little girl heard something coming from the bedroom. She came in and saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu had got up. She quickly asked people waiting outside to come in to serve Zhuang Xiaoyu and dress and dress Zhuang Xiaoyu.
Yinling had already been driven away by Qin Wuyan. She could only do some rough work. She was no different from the rough envoy outside. She was desperate and angry. Looking at this scene, she began to chew the root of her tongue with the woman sweeping the floor: "as long as this woman is reincarnated well, everything is good. As long as she meets a good man, she will be worth her life."
The women were idle anyway: "silver bell, don't think about these things. People like you can't climb up the high priest."
Yinling was angry: "madam, you can't even have children. People like the high priest can't have offspring. Sooner or later, they will take concubines.
When I fly to the branches, I'll see if you will say that about me“
As soon as the women listened, they didn't dare to say anything. How could people like the high priest not have offspring? Even if they found a woman to have a child and gave it to the wife, with the wife's soft and weak temperament, they couldn't be bad to the child's biological mother
Moreover, the makers have done so many evil things to the high priest.
When the girl put on Zhuang Xiaoyu's makeup, she found that Zhuang Xiaoyu was not right. There was no blood color on her face. She looked dead blue gray. She whispered, "madam, are you uncomfortable?"
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Before the door could be locked, the steward had to come to check whether the yard was clean enough. The women were busy. No one noticed Zhuang Xiaoyu, and no one thought Zhuang Xiaoyu, who stayed in the Buddhist hall all day, would come to this abandoned place.
Even if she was seen by the servant when she was discharged from the hospital, the servant didn't know what she had done in it.
Zhuang Xiaoyu walked out of the courtyard step by step and returned to his bedroom.
His stomach hurt a little. Zhuang Xiaoyu poured a cup of warm tea water into his throat, took off his shirt and lay quietly on the bed
Qin Wuyan, as in the past, still came back very late. After grooming, he directly opened the quilt and lay down on the bed. He looked at the people lying on the inside and didn't dare to get too close. He just touched Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand in the quilt, gently held it in his palm and closed his eyes.
Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and endured the colic in her stomach, but the whole person seemed numb and motionless.
In this world, there is nothing she can miss anymore.
It's over.
She doesn't want to live in daily suffering anymore.
The next day, when the genius came to light, the knock on the door sounded. The housekeeper and Zhuang Qingyun stood outside the door, "high priest, today is a great day to ascend the throne. Don't miss the auspicious hour."
Qin Wuyan woke up, glanced at Zhuang Xiaoyu, saw that she was still sleeping, and whispered to her: "Xiaoyu."
Zhuang Xiaoyu arched his head into the bedding and said vaguely, "you get up first. I'll lie down for a while and get up right away."
Qin Wuyan couldn't see her pale face, and rarely told her to get up so early, so he smiled, "well, you lie down for a while. When it's too late, I'll call you up again. It doesn't matter if I miss the auspicious hour."
Zhuang Xiaoyu put her face in the quilt and listened to the sound of clothes and footsteps behind her. When Qin Wuyan walked outside the bedroom, she opened the quilt and sat up with her arms.
The little face was as white as snow, without a trace of blood.
After Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the ear room to wash, she sat on the dresser and went to apply powder on her face.
The little girl heard something coming from the bedroom. She came in and saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu had got up. She quickly asked people waiting outside to come in to serve Zhuang Xiaoyu and dress and dress Zhuang Xiaoyu.
Yinling had already been driven away by Qin Wuyan. She could only do some rough work. She was no different from the rough envoy outside. She was desperate and angry. Looking at this scene, she began to chew the root of her tongue with the woman sweeping the floor: "as long as this woman is reincarnated well, everything is good. As long as she meets a good man, she will be worth her life."
The women were idle anyway: "silver bell, don't think about these things. People like you can't climb up the high priest."
Yinling was angry: "madam, you can't even have children. People like the high priest can't have offspring. Sooner or later, they will take concubines.
When I fly to the branches, I'll see if you will say that about me“
As soon as the women listened, they didn't dare to say anything. How could people like the high priest not have offspring? Even if they found a woman to have a child and gave it to the wife, with the wife's soft and weak temperament, they couldn't be bad to the child's biological mother
Moreover, the makers have done so many evil things to the high priest.
When the girl put on Zhuang Xiaoyu's makeup, she found that Zhuang Xiaoyu was not right. There was no blood color on her face. She looked dead blue gray. She whispered, "madam, are you uncomfortable?"
Before the door could be locked, the steward had to come to check whether the yard was clean enough. The women were busy. No one noticed Zhuang Xiaoyu, and no one thought Zhuang Xiaoyu, who stayed in the Buddhist hall all day, would come to this abandoned place.Even if she was seen by the servant when she was discharged from the hospital, the servant didn't know what she had done in it.Zhuang Xiaoyu walked out of the courtyard step by step and returned to his bedroom.His stomach hurt a little. Zhuang Xiaoyu poured a cup of warm tea water into his throat, took off his shirt and lay quietly on the bedQin Wuyan, as in the past, still came back very late. After grooming, he directly opened the quilt and lay down on the bed. He looked at the people lying on the inside and didn't dare to get too close. He just touched Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand in the quilt, gently held it in his palm and closed his eyes.Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and endured the colic in her stomach, but the whole person seemed numb and motionless.In this world, there is nothing she can miss anymore.It's over.She doesn't want to live in daily suffering anymore.The next day, when the genius came to light, the knock on the door sounded. The housekeeper and Zhuang Qingyun stood outside the door, "high priest, today is a great day to ascend the throne. Don't miss the auspicious hour."Qin Wuyan woke up, glanced at Zhuang Xiaoyu, saw that she was still sleeping, and whispered to her: "Xiaoyu."Zhuang Xiaoyu arched his head into the bedding and said vaguely, "you get up first. I'll lie down for a while and get up right away."Qin Wuyan couldn't see her pale face, and rarely told her to get up so early, so he smiled, "well, you lie down for a while. When it's too late, I'll call you up again. It doesn't matter if I miss the auspicious hour."Zhuang Xiaoyu put her face in the quilt and listened to the sound of clothes and footsteps behind her. When Qin Wuyan walked outside the bedroom, she opened the quilt and sat up with her arms.The little face was as white as snow, without a trace of blood.After Zhuang Xiaoyu went to the ear room to wash, she sat on the dresser and went to apply powder on her face.The little girl heard something coming from the bedroom. She came in and saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu had got up. She quickly asked people waiting outside to come in to serve Zhuang Xiaoyu and dress and dress Zhuang Xiaoyu.Yinling had already been driven away by Qin Wuyan. She could only do some rough work. She was no different from the rough envoy outside. She was desperate and angry. Looking at this scene, she began to chew the root of her tongue with the woman sweeping the floor: "as long as this woman is reincarnated well, everything is good. As long as she meets a good man, she will be worth her life."The women were idle anyway: "silver bell, don't think about these things. People like you can't climb up the high priest."Yinling was angry: "madam, you can't even have children. People like the high priest can't have offspring. Sooner or later, they will take concubines.When I fly to the branches, I'll see if you will say that about meAs soon as the women listened, they didn't dare to say anything. How could people like the high priest not have offspring? Even if they found a woman to have a child and gave it to the wife, with the wife's soft and weak temperament, they couldn't be bad to the child's biological motherMoreover, the makers have done so many evil things to the high priest.When the girl put on Zhuang Xiaoyu's makeup, she found that Zhuang Xiaoyu was not right. There was no blood color on her face. She looked dead blue gray. She whispered, "madam, are you uncomfortable?"
