Lu Mingzhu saw Lu Xiang's ashen face, and the sarcastic smile on her face became even stronger. She looked to the side: "Sister, look, Brother Heng ordered me to get this charcoal basin. There is something cooking in that pot."

Yes, but it’s boiling oil, Brother Heng said,

If you kill my child, he will make your life worse than death. I don’t know what it feels like to pour hot oil into your stomach. It’s a pity. Sister, I will never be able to pay for that feeling in my life. It’s better for me to pay for it later.

How about sharing it with me?”

When Lu Xiang heard this, her eyes immediately filled with fear. She struggled back and shook her head: "No... no, I am the legitimate daughter of the Yongping Marquis Mansion. How dare Xiao Muheng kill me, you vicious woman?"

Why should you attack me? Father will not spare you lightly."

At this moment, Lu Xiang's chest was filled with countless hatred and anger. Before today, she had never thought that her husband, whom she treated wholeheartedly, would be so cruel as to kill her.

Lu Mingzhu seemed to have heard some big joke, and smiled even more miserably: "So what, you are narrow-minded, vicious and mean, and your reputation for killing husbands and children has long been stinky throughout the capital. How could my father fight with Brother Heng for you?

The prince and his young master are at odds with each other. After you die, I will be

The only legitimate daughter of the Lu family, she will be the legitimate head of the Xiao family. Brother Heng said that he has been waiting for this day for too long. If you are not valuable, why would he have to act in front of you for so many years? It feels wronged.

I can only settle down as a concubine, but none of that matters anymore."

"Back then, my mother took a fancy to the Xiao family's property, so when Brother Heng came to find her, she decided to set up a bridge for her. Brother Heng originally wanted to marry me, but how could a businessman be worthy of my status as the legitimate daughter of the prefect?

But you never would have imagined that since you got engaged to Brother Heng, his business will get bigger and bigger, and his career will get better and better.

Yue Shun, until he became a junior prince of the first rank. How could I not hold on to such an outstanding man, not to mention that he has feelings for me, so as long as I show the slightest hint of interest, he will be crazy about me, etc.

I am committed to him, and Brother Heng is even more impatient to make you disappear so that you can take your place."

Lu Xiang's throat felt fishy and sweet, and her eyes were bloodshot: "Bitch...bitch..."

"Hahahahahaha... Just scold me. Even if you scold me, it won't change your low status now that I've crushed you into ashes and survived. I will remove all the obstacles that stand in the way of me and my mother. The old woman doesn't like us.

Mother and daughter, just go and die. You occupy Mrs. Xiao's position, so you can only go and die." A twisted malice appeared on Lu Mingzhu's delicate face.

"Did you kill my grandma?" Lu Xiang's chest suddenly suffocated, as if struck by thunder and lightning, her internal organs were twisted together in heart-rending pain.

"That's right. By the way, I'll let you know more clearly when you die. Your maid Yunzhe did not betray you."

Guilts rushed towards Lu Xiang like a tide, as if they were going to drown her.

She always thought that Yun Zhe had betrayed her, but it turned out that everything was a trap set by Lu Mingzhu, but she executed Yun Zhe with her own hands.

And grandma——

puff……

The series of blows made Lu Xiang spit out a mouthful of blood.

Blood sprayed out and stained Lu Mingzhu's skirt. She was so angry that she immediately closed her eyes and stayed away from Lu Xiang.

"Come here, follow your instructions and pour the boiling oil and water on this poisonous woman."

Raising her delicate white hands, Lu Mingzhu coldly gave orders to the servants outside the door. Her face, as white as snow, had a ghostly look on her face.

The fear and hatred in Lu Xiang's heart were constantly intertwined, and the look he looked at Lu Mingzhu was like a cold blade, wishing to cut her with a thousand knives.

The servant opened Lu Xiang's mouth mercilessly, and then poured hot oil into her mouth. The burning pain instantly swept through Lu Xiang's body, heart-breaking.

Her vocal cords were destroyed and she couldn't make a sound, but her eyes looking at Lu Mingzhu became increasingly red, like a devil crawling out of hell.

"Lu Xiang, just feel this life that is worse than death." Lu Mingzhu was stared at by her cold, demonic eyes, and she felt horrified in her heart. She didn't want to stay any longer, so she didn't even look up.

He left in a hurry...

Lu Xiang's heart was full of hatred, her eyes were crazy, but the pain and despair were destroying her bit by bit.

"ah……"

Lu Xiang screamed and suddenly woke up from her dream, gasping for air.

After a long time, she got out of bed with bare feet and poured herself a cup of tea with shaking hands. The cold tea suddenly chilled her, and it turned out that her whole body was soaked with sweat before she knew it.

I don't know when it began to rain lightly outside the house, and the pattering sound fell so beautifully to Lu Xiang's ears at this moment, because it proved that he was truly alive at this moment, and the pain he had suffered was already in his previous life.

Xiao Muheng, in my last life you bullied me, humiliated me and destroyed me. In this life, you should wash your neck well and wait...

After a spring rain and a thunderstorm, after half a month of continuous rain, the weather finally cleared up.

In the lotus courtyard, the clusters of flowers outside the window are blooming extremely prosperously. They are reflected on the cicada wings and the window screen. The flower branches sway in the wind, carrying a fragrant atmosphere, rippling in the room.

The furnishings in the room are extremely rich and luxurious, and everything reveals Lu Youping's special feelings for the Liu family.

"Mother——" Lu Mingzhu's Miaoman figure appeared in front of Liu's eyes.

Mrs. Liu said: "Let's change the title. Can't we ask the old lady to catch our mistakes again?"

Lu Mingzhu snorted angrily: "I know, mother... aunt."

Luochun said with a smile: "There is no one else in this room. It doesn't matter if Miss Fourth calls. Just be more careful when you go out."

"Mom, did you call me here because you have something to say?" Lu Mingzhu asked.

When Mrs. Liu heard this, she smiled brightly and winked at Luochun. Luochun understood and immediately turned around and walked into the inner room.

Lu Mingzhu looked at Ms. Liu suspiciously, not understanding why she smiled so mysteriously.

Soon, Luochun came out, holding a carved nanmu box in his hand. The box was about two feet long and one foot wide.

"Mom, what is this?"

Lu Mingzhu looked at the box on the table and asked in confusion.

Mrs. Liu always curled her lips, raised her hand, and opened it.

In an instant, the room was filled with light, dazzling, and filled with a box full of jewelry.

Lu Mingzhu's mouth was so wide that it could almost fit an egg into it.

"Mother...you...these..." She pointed at the dazzling jewelry, and was so surprised that she couldn't say a word. Those beautiful eyes exuded greedy light, as bright as bright pearls at night.

"Do you still remember the young man named Xiao who came to see your father last night?"

"What's wrong with him?" Lu Mingzhu asked absently, her eyes falling on the box of jewelry and refusing to move away, wishing she could stick to it.

How come my mother has so many jewelry here, and each piece of jewelry looks precious and exquisite? Although her father dotes on her mother, the salary of the prefect is also limited, so it is impossible for her to have enough money to buy these things.

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