The dew is deeper and heavier, and the night is as cold as water.
An Xiyue only felt that her body was exhausted and too heavy to exert even half of her strength.
The buzzing chatter in my ears filled my ears...
"Mama Wu, the eldest lady's fever persists, why don't you call the doctor to take a look." Under the dim candlelight, Mother Feng said cautiously to Mother Wu.
Mother Wu curled her lips, nestled on the small soft couch, changed her posture comfortably, and murmured disdainfully: "It's so dark outside, with no lights on, I won't go. It's just that she fell into the water, and she won't die. It's just her. The body is delicate.”
An Xiyue listened quietly, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. She subconsciously rolled her eyes and glanced around. She was stunned by this familiar environment. This was clearly her boudoir.
Feng's mother sighed repeatedly: "No matter what, she is still the eldest lady. If there is anything wrong with her, neither you nor I can bear the responsibility."
Mother Wu sneered disdainfully: "Look at your future, the eldest lady is weak and incompetent. She is a fool to give birth to a son. What can she do to me?" Then she cursed viciously: "Auntie Lin is the housekeeper in this mansion now. Who is it? Don’t worry about the eldest lady’s headache and fever, just burn her, it’s best if you burn her to death, if she doesn’t burn to death, it’s also good to burn her to a fool.”
An Xiyue listened to the conversation between the two mothers-in-law. She clearly remembered that she was locked in a dark palace and Nangong Hao fed her poison. She was in huge pain all over her body and the child in her belly was also tortured to death. His eyes, nostrils, and corners of his mouth were covered with black blood until he died...
Then, Mother Wu said again: "Mother Jiang had a good ending before. She was beaten to death, and the bloody one. Mother Jiang's orphan girl was going to be sold to a brothel. I'm afraid she had to follow her. Her mother went to hell. Anzi grew up with the eldest lady, but thanks to her loyalty, this girl is now going to be sold to a brothel. She deserves it if she doesn't listen to Auntie Lin."
An Xiyue touched her flat belly. She was surprised that she was not pregnant. Her slender waist, with a full hand, does not look like she has been pregnant. Looking at her slender little hands, this is clearly what she looked like when she was fifteen years old.
Suddenly, An Xiyue's playful dark eyes were full of surprise. She was not dead but was reborn six years ago.
Six years ago, her mother was not dead, and she had not yet met Nangong Hao. Maybe God took pity on her and allowed her to live another life.
At that time, An Xiyue was only fifteen years old. She had the impression that the two mothers in front of her were the rough mothers in her yard.
And the Aunt Jiang they were talking about was her wet nurse. Aunt Jiang was indeed dead, but she didn't know she was beaten to death. Aunt Jiang's daughter Anzi also disappeared after her mother died. Well, back then, she asked everyone, but no one told her. After that, Aunt Lin prevaricated the matter.
An Xiyue asked unconsciously: "What's wrong with Anzi?"
"Miss, you're finally awake. You've been sleeping all day. Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Feng's mother hurriedly came over to help An Xiyue.
Mother Wu ignored the eldest lady who had woken up, and still nestled comfortably on the soft couch, and replied disdainfully: "You little bitch who wants to sell, no matter what she does, as soon as the eldest lady wakes up, she will be there again." Go to sleep, it’s still late at night.”
"I'm fine." An Xiyue didn't even look at Mother Feng, but glanced at Mother Wu coldly. In her previous life, she slept in bed for three days and had no idea that wet nurse Jiang and Anzi had such a miserable end.
In this life, she woke up early and learned the big secret. It turned out that Anzi, who had grown up with her, was sold to such a despicable place.
Then, An Xiyue got up and got out of bed alone. Her body was burning hot. She didn't have much strength, but she slowly and contentedly picked up a basin of biting ice water beside the bed and poured it heavily on Wu's mother.
"Uh-huh."
On such a cold night, a basin of ice water was poured on Wu's mother in an instant. She was drenched from head to toe, and she looked miserable.
Mother Wu scolded and screamed, rolling up from the soft couch and glaring at An Xiyue like a fool: "Miss, what are you doing to me for no reason? I provoked you."
An Xiyue stood up proudly with a flash of cold light in her eyes, kicked Mother Wu on the knee, and stood coldly in front of Mother Wu. Her cold eyes were so chilling that she said in a cold voice: "Master, what do you want me to ask you? Just answer whatever you want."
Mother Feng was so frightened that her legs trembled and she knelt straight down. She had never seen the eldest lady look so elegant before. She replied with a trembling voice: "Nizi is locked up in the woodshed in the west courtyard."
Mother Feng has always been timid and unwilling to meddle in others' affairs, but she has never harmed anyone and lives by her conscience. But looking at the eldest lady today, there is something different from usual, especially those eyes that are so cold that it makes people panic.
Mother Wu hated An Xiyue secretly in her heart and was not afraid of An Xiyue. She cursed: "That little hoof can't survive. It's all in vain for the eldest lady to ask."
"Mother Feng, change my clothes." An Xiyue was only wearing a plain undershirt at this time. She was the eldest daughter of the Houfu family. Since she had relived her life, she had to behave decently and safely. When she got it back, she owed it to Nurse Jiang and Anzi.
"Miss, your body is still burning, so you can't go out. It's freezing outside, and if the cold wind blows, you won't get better."
An Xiyue glared at Feng's mother with a cold look that would not tolerate disobedience, causing Feng's mother to shut up immediately. For a moment, An Xiyue was dressed in a decent plain dress and a lotus-colored hooded cloak. After getting dressed, she went out. Her body was still feverish. When she went out, Feng's mother kindly handed her a cup of hot water. He gave her water to warm her stomach.
An Xiyue remembered it in her heart, took it, and drank it in one gulp.
As soon as An Xiyue left the yard, Wu's mother went to another place with her back legs.
*
When we arrived at the firewood shed in the west courtyard, there was a faint light coming from inside, and weeping and yelling could be heard sparsely from inside.
"My aunt ordered her to suffer enough before selling it."
Another old woman's voice came...
"Don't hurt your face. If you sell it, you can still make some money. If you dare to contradict Aunt Lin, can you still survive?"
"I curse you to a bad death. Aunt Lin will suffer retribution sooner or later..."
"You little bitch, you still dare to curse people."
An Xiyue's eyes widened with anger and she secretly screamed, Anzi was being tortured. He didn't care about anything. The awe-inspiring and cold anger around him didn't make him look like he was fifteen years old. He was clearly a hellish Shura. Kicked open the woodshed door.
Suddenly, what came into view was that several old women with sinister faces were viciously stabbing Aniko's body with needles.
Anzi's thin body was curled up in pain, and she was still muttering: Aunt Lin will not die well...
An Xiyue was furious and kicked the old woman on the waist who was about to pierce the needle into Anzi's fingertips. Immediately, the sharp silver needle stabbed firmly into the face of the woman next to her.
The two old women screamed angrily at the same time. The old woman rolled on the ground, her face was burning with pain. She didn't see clearly who kicked her, so she cursed: "Oh, who is seeking death?" Dare you kick me?"
