Lu Xiang suddenly raised her head. On her bony face, a large, terrifying scar crawled on the right side of her face like a ghost. Her complexion was sallow and lifeless.

However, those eyes, as deep and cold as the dark night, glared hatefully at the door, exuding a biting cold light.

At the door of the dilapidated hut, at this moment, a beautiful young woman stood.

Her black hair was pulled into a flowing bun, and her hair was surrounded by pearls and jade. When the wind blew, it made a sweet knocking sound.

The woman has a delicate face, bright eyes and white teeth, and a jade-like complexion. Her eyes are filled with countless charms. A wide purple fox fur cloak wraps her slim body. Behind her, there are several maids.

Everyone looked respectful, but when they saw Lu Xiang in the room, they all showed contempt.

Mrs. Xiao, who was once aloof and aloof, turned out to be a despised prisoner.

"Lu Mingzhu, Lu Mingzhu..." Lu Xiang gritted her teeth, her pale lips oozing with red blood because she bit them hard, and her dark eyes burst out with a thick fire of hatred, which grew stronger and stronger.

.

When Lu Mingzhu heard Lu Xiang roar her name like a beast, she was filled with resentment but couldn't bear it, and a perverted pleasure suddenly arose in her heart.

She patted the snowflakes on her cloak, glanced at the house casually with eyes as full as autumn water, and then looked at Lu Xiang sympathetically: "Brother Heng, how can you let your sister stay in such a dilapidated house?

, look at this door and this window, my sister must be frozen. Come here, please bring in the carbon basin and warm your wife up... Oh, I forgot, my sister has been abandoned by Brother Heng, and she is no longer there.

The mistress of the Xiao family."

Lu Mingzhu pretended to suddenly realize, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes filled with contemptuous laughter.

Soon, two servants carried the carbon basin into the hut.

The charcoal burns and makes a crackling sound.

On top of the charcoal fire, there was an iron pot, and something was cooked in the pot. It was boiling gurglingly at the moment.

"Bah, you don't need to pretend to be kind." Lu Xiang snorted and said angrily.

Lu Mingzhu stroked her hair elegantly, glanced arrogantly at Lu Xiang's angry face, and said with a chuckle: "What are you talking about, sister? My kindness is not limited to this one time, I don't necessarily want me to follow you."

You are just as cruel and ruthless as you are. Now, everyone in the capital knows that the Xiao family's mother has a heart like a snake and a scorpion. She killed her own sister, even the fetus in my belly. Such cruel and morally corrupt methods are really among women.

A scum, they said, a woman like this should be cut into pieces and die with no pity, how could it be so cheap to just divorce her."

As Lu Mingzhu spoke, she walked slowly into the house. She walked to the carbon basin and stretched out her delicate white jade hands to keep warm.

"It's all nonsense. I didn't kill your child. It was you who accidentally fell down the steps..." Midway through the words, Lu Xiang suddenly stared, as if he understood something in an instant, and his deep-set eyes were like a tidal wave:

"No, no, you fell down on purpose to frame me."

Lu Mingzhu's expression suddenly became stiff. The room was eerily silent, with only the crackling of the charcoal fire and the whistling of the cold wind pouring in.

Suddenly, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on her beautiful face: "If I didn't do this, how could I have driven you out of Mrs. Xiao's position? In the end, it was you who killed my child." She said.

As she stood, pain flashed in her beautiful eyes.

But this sadness fell into Lu Xiang's eyes, which was full of unspeakable irony.

"You actually... actually..."

Lu Xiang stared in panic and was shocked in her heart. Lu Mingzhu was so vicious that in order to frame her, he would even kill his own flesh and blood.

"Where is Mu Heng? I want to see Mu Heng. I was wronged. Let me see Mu Heng -" Lu Xiang suddenly shouted loudly, her whole body struggled violently, and the iron chain that locked her was in her arms.

It made a clanging sound as it struggled, which was extremely harsh.

"Hi!" Lu Mingzhu suddenly sneered, his eyes like a thousand-year cold pool, as cold as a bone: "Sister, what you said is really ridiculous. Brother Heng saw you push me with his own eyes, so how can you say it's unjust?" As she said,

Suddenly half-bent, she moved closer to Lu Xiang. Because she was so close, the stench emanating from Lu Xiang made Lu Mingzhu wrinkle her nose in disgust. She raised her hand and covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief to block the disgusting smell.

The smell of it also blocked what she said next, making it impossible for anyone to hear anything.

"I advise you to give up on this idea. You have been locked up here for several months. How can you not clamor to see Brother Heng to clarify your grievances? Even I know it. How could Brother Heng not hear it? After all, he is just

I just pretended not to hear and deliberately didn’t want to come to see you, Lu Xiang, don’t you understand? If Brother Heng really has you in his heart, how could he not come to see you even once? I heard that you have not had sex for three years since you got married.

Don't you notice such obvious disgust at all? Hehe, Lu Xiang, you are really stupid..."

Lu Mingzhu's voice was very soft, gentle and pleasant to the ears, but it was like Shura's claws, tightly strangling Lu Xiang's neck, making her almost breathless.

"You're talking nonsense. It's impossible. Mu Heng is not such a person." Lu Xiang's already dull face turned pale, and the scarlet scar on her face became even more ugly in her shocked expression.

But although she was speaking confidently, there was a sense of sadness in her voice.

Following Lu Mingzhu's words, many images that she had once ignored gradually became clear. In the end, it became a sharp blade that cruelly cut open her chest, dug out her true heart, and trampled it to the ground dripping with blood.

Xiao Muheng married his grandmother within a hundred days after her death. He said that he missed him so much that he couldn't wait for her to stay filial piety for three years. He was worried that something would happen during these three years, so he couldn't wait to get Liu's consent.

When we got married in Rexiao, my father would listen to Mrs. Liu on everything. If Mrs. Liu blew her pillow, my father would agree to anything.

On the day of the wedding, Xiao Muheng said that it was a last resort to get married at this time, but now he is also his grandmother's grandson-in-law, and he should stay with her for three years, so they have lived in separate rooms for the past three years, and they have also gotten married. The days have been long.

I don't care about these three years.

Lu Xiang fell in love with her to the point of madness, and Xiao Muheng agreed no matter what she said.

But what about the facts?

The love that was once as deep as the sea has become a big joke at this moment.

She thought it was Xiao Muheng who doted on her and didn't touch her in order to prevent her from being accused of being unfilial. She didn't want him to hate her from the beginning to the end.

If Xiao Muheng really had feelings for her, how could he not listen to a word of excuse and just lock her up without even finding out the reason.

Without Xiao Muheng's approval, how could the slaves dare to torture and humiliate her?

It was because she was immersed in the feelings Xiao Muheng had woven and never wanted to wake up, so she deceived herself and others.

Now that she woke up from the dream, countless images suddenly appeared in Lu Xiangning's mind. Over the years, Xiao Muheng had looked at her with a vague look of disgust, but she had never really cared about it. However, at this time, that look of disgust appeared in her eyes.

It became clearer and clearer in her mind, and she suddenly realized.

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