Liu Ruohuan asked with a trembling trembling: "What does Dad mean... Do you want to marry me to those aristocratic families?"

"Hmph, you go to the yamen with me tomorrow to complain, and you will sue that bastard who is planning to be ill-gotten against you and want to frame someone else's wild breed to my Duan family."

Liu Ruohuan was shocked when she heard this, and stood up with pain, "Dad, never! Which pregnant woman can withstand the punishment in the yamen? Her belly is my flesh and blood! I have only loved such a woman in my life. Dad, please let her have a way out!"

"Let her go, what should I do if my Duan family?"

"But I went to participate in the selection of a son-in-law in the aristocratic family...but my body..."

The middle-aged man lowered his eyes and looked at him, "This is not a problem. The messenger has already been promised a lot of money by me. At that time, he will do some tricks in the art of gongsha."

"Then... Dad, I will try my best to choose this son-in-law, and ask Dad to promise me to let Yu'er go."

"Okay, then do it like this." The man breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the white jade medicine bottle on the guest seat, and said, "I should have finished the medicine I gave you last time. It's the middle of the month, and you are weak and you can't break the medicine."

"Yes, thank you dad for your concern."

Liu Ruohuan picked up the familiar jade bottle, put it in her sleeve, and was guided by the maid who came to lead the way, passing through a slender corridor, and arrived at a slightly remote room.

He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Listening to the conversations of others before, this joke Mo Ming was clearly the only bloodline of the Duan family. Why did the heir of the Duan family live in such a remote yard in the future?

"Young Master! Young Master! Miss Xie is going to be forced to death by the master and the others!"

Hearing the personal servant coming to report the news, Liu Ruo stood up happily and said in surprise: "How could it be? Dad has promised me not to hurt her... as long as I..."

"Young Master, you just left the yard. The wardrobe sent someone to demolish the house and took Miss Xie Yu back to the Duan family. You are whipping it in Lihuayuan at this time!"

~

When Liu Ruohuan arrived, the place was empty, with only blood on the ground, and there was a woman crept on the ground, disheveled hair.

The woman's lower body was soaked in bright red. The light-colored clothes she was wearing were also dark red. There were bloodshot on the corner of her mouth, and her vitality was almost lost in her eyes.

His mood was filled with extremely sad emotions, and this negative emotion drowned him like the sea.

"Yu'er! Yu'er!"

He cried bitterly and held the woman in his arms.

"Duan Lang, I...our...children are gone."

A trace of despair was revealed in the woman's eyes. She was weak and said with her last breath: "We have no hope in this life... In the next life, I hope you find me soon."

"No...no...no!"

The hoarse roar cannot bring about any change.

When Liu Ruohuan was completely infected by this emotion, he found that he had already written his original jokes.

But everything around him began to become illusory again, including Xie Yu in his arms, gradually disappeared, and all this seemed to tell him that it was just a dream.

In a trance, many scenes began to flash in front of his eyes, and chaotic conversations flashed in his mind.

"I heard that there is a strange old man in Wantou Town in the eastern suburbs. You can do whatever you want to do in any transaction, but he just cares that you want something equal to his value."

"Haha, you believe this kind of rural rumors."

“…”

Then there was a dark wooden house, an old man sitting on a rocking chair.

He asked in an old voice: "Do you want to exchange this girl's life? But her seven souls have left her six souls, and only a trace of nostalgia in the world has left a shell."

"No matter what method, I'm willing."

"Ha, I'm talking lightly. I have always hated you the most infatuated person like you. If you die here, I can consider it."

The man who spoke without saying a word, took out a gold-inlaid dagger and stabbed it in an instant at his throat.

The knife fell with his hand, and the blood spurted all over the floor, but the old man didn't blink.

"It's a pity, I just said I'm considering it..."

The man's body fell to the ground, and the sound of a bottle shattering came from his sleeves. The white pills rolled out. The old man's expression gradually became serious, and his numb expression returned to a trace of gleam.

"Does the group of people finally couldn't hold back and took this last step?"

The old man turned a handle in the shadow, and one wall of the house began to disperse directly, highlighting a secret room with an extremely huge stone platform on it, and a struggling scorpion was fixed with thick steel chains.

The scorpion was four or five meters long, with a huge scorpion tail aggressive, with green light flashing from time to time.

"Forget it, since it is the blood of the ascendant, it should be able to save this girl."

“…”

Liu Ruohuan's eyes fell into darkness again. Then, he vaguely saw a house where fire was constantly rising and the flames were rising. A plump woman was holding a man's head.

And on the figure of the woman, there was a strong scorpion tail swaying left and right.

~

When Liu Ruohuan opened her eyes again, the only person standing on the field was Xie Meiren.

Her eyes were red, her snow-white skin began to gradually turn bright black, and her movements became faster and faster, like a real beast.

"You said you don't know! My Duan Lang! It was killed by you!"

She raised her hand and threw Bai Gulan to the ground hard, shattering the surrounding ground with great force, and cracked cracks spread everywhere.

"If it weren't... If you didn't feed him that kind of pill day and night, how could you turn a good person into a monster! My Duan Lang! My child! Return it to me! Return it to me!"

Mei Meiren Xie's hysterical roar resounded throughout the sky. Bai Gulan's consciousness had become blurred. She felt that she could not hold on for long.

She suddenly thought of a very strange question in her mind. If she died, how did Mr. Ruohuan view her?

Will he think about himself, and will he remember that there is such a girl who quietly likes him but loses temper with him because of his jealousy from his sisters.

It seems that I didn't. I had experienced too little with him. She hadn't told him a good word yet, hadn't played the umbrella dance she was best at for him, and hadn't... hadn't held hands and hugged her, and did everything she wanted to do.

Thinking of this, I don’t seem to have left the market yet!
Chapter completed!