"I don't want it." Qin Yan went crazy and came up to beat An Chengshao's chest. An Chengshao just let her run wild. When she finally couldn't do it anymore, An Chengshao patted her shoulder gently and said, "It's late at night.

Now, I’ll ask Lu Qing to take you back.”

"Don't you want me? Don't you want me anymore?"

Qin Yan felt very miserable. She had chased him all the way to the capital. She would have given up anything for him. When she was very young, she told him, Brother Cheng, I want to marry you when I grow up.

When she grew up a little, she no longer called him brother, and she no longer knew how to call her husband. Instead, she began to call him by his name affectionately. She even practiced secretly countless times how to call him husband or husband.

Now, a cruel display told her that these were all dreams she had made, a one-man show.

Her heart hurt as if it was torn apart. She had done nothing in these years. She had only learned how to love An Chengshao, how to love An Chengshao to her bones and into her flesh and blood. But now, An Chengshao was

It shattered her bones and drained her blood, regardless of whether she was in pain or not.

She still couldn't believe that such a long-lasting dream was suddenly shattered.

She asked him carefully, begging him to give him a little warmth and hope.

But he answered unusually firmly: "Yan'er, stop making trouble, I only want Xiu'er."

"Impossible!" Qin Yan roared angrily and stared at An Chengshao with bloodshot eyes, "She is a widow."

"Shut up!" She repeated Xu Xiuyi's identity again and again, making An Chengshao angry.

He is a very calm person, and few people can arouse his anger. Qin Yan is undoubtedly one of them.

Qin Yan felt wronged and frightened by the yelling. She looked at her hatefully, covered her mouth and ran away crying.

After calming down, An Chengshao found Lu Qing and asked Lu Qing to watch Qin Yan all the way and send Qin Yan back.

After Qin Yan left, An Chengshao walked to the portrait again. Thinking that Qin Yan was talking about a widow, he suddenly had veins on his forehead and punched the wall.

"Su Jinyuan!"

He shouted these three words through gritted teeth.

It was this person who made his beloved woman bear the title of widow. It was this person who made him and Xu Xiuyi love each other clearly, but they could only do so secretly. It was this person who made him unable to take Xu Xiuyi into his arms unscrupulously.

Su Jinyuan, Su Jinyuan.

Even if he died, An Chengshao would feel itchy in his heart.

He hates Su Jinyuan, hates Mrs. Su, and hates the entire Su family.

*

"Boom!"

A loud thunder woke up Mrs. Su from her dream.

In the darkness, she sat on the edge of the bed, groping for a fire toggle, trying to light the oil lamp on the stool next to her. Another thunderstorm struck, and she shrank in fright. She shouted "Yingbi", but Yingbi didn't seem to hear her.

Old Mrs. Su shouted a few more words: "Yingbi, Yingbi, Yingbi."

"Grandma, Yingbi is dead in her sleep. If anything happens to you, my servant will take care of you."

There was a faint voice in the darkness, which sounded a bit familiar, calling her grandma.

Nowadays, everyone in the family calls her the old lady, and grandma is the name she used to call her more than 20 years ago.

She trembled: "Who are you?"

Among the maids who served her, the one closest to her was Yingbi Pearl. Later, when Su Yalan came back, she gave the pearl to her. There were also a few other maids who did menial work of moving and sweeping, and they usually couldn't talk to her more than a few words.

.

This voice in the darkness sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember which maid it belonged to.

She asked who you were, and only a dark person walked over to the other side without replying to her. She felt a cold air forcing her, as cold as coming from hell.

She instinctively shrank back into the bed: "Are you Bai Fang?"

There was a gentle smile over there, a smile that was a bit sinister and hollow, not like it came from a human being.

"Grandma is really forgetful. We haven't seen her for decades, and she can't even remember her slave's voice."

There was a thunderbolt, and the room glowed blue. In the light and shadow, stood a woman with long hair and a white robe, with a pale face and a blood-red mouth.

It was clearly not a human being, it was clearly a female ghost.

"ah……"

Su He, the old lady of the Su family, was so frightened that she screamed and a pair of hands anxiously held her arms.

"Old lady, old lady, what's wrong with you?"

In the dimly lit room, there was Yingbi's lively face. There was no thunder or lightning, only her own sweat all over her body.

It was a dream. It turned out to be a dream. She had never dreamed of Haiyan in decades, and today she had such a terrible dream.

She was in shock and looked at the top of the tent dreamily.

Yingbi thought something was wrong with her and hurriedly pushed her and called her: "Old lady, old lady, madam."

"I'm not dead, stop shouting, I just had a nightmare."

She had calmed down a bit and gave instructions to Yingbi.

Yingbi Hecai felt relieved and said: "Madam, I'll get you a cup of tea to calm your shock."

Just as he was about to leave, the old lady grabbed him: "No, just stay here and don't go anywhere."

Even though it was a dream, she was psychologically frightened.

The Haiyan in the dream was none other than the maid Haiyan she had come to marry, Su Jinye's biological mother.

Now she only regrets how she did such a stupid thing and sent the maid to the master's bed. As a result, the three Haiyan sisters were favored, and she became the one who stayed alone in the empty room and was left out.

If it weren't for the poison in that bowl of porridge, I'm afraid the master would still be reluctant to send the three sisters to the government.

Many past worries flooded into her mind, and Old Mrs. Su glanced at the window warily. The window was half open, the stars were shining brightly outside, and there was no sign of thunder or rain.

She finally settled down and realized that it was just a dream.

"Yingbi, go to the Buddhist temple and get my Guanyin Master."

She wanted to seek peace of mind, Guanyin Guanyin would protect her, and all demons and ghosts would not dare to come.

Even if the three Haiyan sisters were dead now and turned into ghosts and came back to find her, she wouldn't be afraid.

The three sisters were unkind and deserved everything the most. It was through her that they could fly to the branches and become phoenixes, but instead of being grateful, they joined forces to compete with her for her favor.

She was so coaxed that the masters didn't want to come to her room. After giving birth to the children, they were all so proud that they wanted to climb on top of her.

It's hard to say that she is also the most aggrieved one.

Thinking of this, she became more confident and even snorted from her throat.

"Haiyan, Yuyan, Feiyan, I have done my best to raise your children to such a big age. You should be grateful to me. Don't forget that it was you who were sorry for me in the first place."

What responded to her was the quiet night and the slightly cold crescent moon outside the window.

——Digression——

My hands cramped up when I was typing. It’s been a long time since I’ve coded 10,000 words at once. I did it in batches every time.

Haha, when the gold medal reaches 20 every day, I will add another chapter. If it is more than one chapter, it will cost 7,000, if it is less, it will cost 4,000. I am not sure, I am too lazy to die, and I don’t even want to divide it into chapters.
Chapter completed!