Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

122. Chapter 122 She Met Third Aunt

At the instigation of Su Qingmo, Su Baixi also sneaked out of the door in the dark.

After walking for a while, looking up at Leng'an, who was still on the far top, Su Baixi retreated and said-

"Second sister, I think it's better to forget it. Let's go back and wait for news about Mama Qin."

"Sister, if we don't go, Mom Qin doesn't know how to make our plan after Su Yueming took my medicine?" Su Qingmo was panting in her mouth as she spoke, and her eyes flashed unusually in the dark night.

Light.

Su Baixi looked suspiciously at Su Qingmo in front of him, "Second sister, what's wrong with you? I think you seem so excited. Look, your hands are so hot, are you having a fever?"

"I'm so excited to think that Su Yueming's slut is about to fall! Sister, go with me, don't you want to confirm it yourself? Last time, not only did she not die, but she was still like that. This time,

There can be no more mistakes.”

Su Qingmo's words touched Su Baixi again. Yes, last time I thought Shaoyao could solve Su Yueming, but I didn't expect that she not only lived well, but also destroyed the image she carefully created in front of her grandmother and the old lady. The slaves did things

, I'm worried!

"Okay, go." Su Baixi made up his mind. This time, Su Yueming would either die or destroy.

The two followed the dark night and entered the steep and rugged path.

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Finally arrived!

The broken little house was right in front of me, and a trace of candlelight flashed in the dark night.

Su Yueming sighed deeply. After climbing this section of the mountain road, the three of them were soaked all over.

Before she could rest for a while, Su Yueming wiped the sweat, and pushed open Leng'an's door with Liu Piaoer and others and walked in.

A "creak" sound.

Hearing the door, the third aunt who was lying in bed was so scared that she curled up in a ball, grabbed the thin quilt on her body, and roared, "Who?"

With the dim candlelight in the house, I saw a haggard and thin woman lying on the bed wearing gray cloth clothes. Her face was sallow and thin, her eyes were deep in her sockets, and her lips were almost white.

The broken windows in the room could not resist the whistling cold wind. When the wind blew in, the only set of tables inside was shaking, and there were broken bowls on the ground. The coldness in the room made people tremble, and the third aunt was wearing it.

Autumn clothes.

The long-term cold, loneliness, illness and pain have already made this originally beautiful woman so distorted!

Her mother spent these thirteen years in this place! This was even worse than the cold palace she lived in back then!

But in this way, the eldest lady still didn't want to let her go! She had to frame her for being unfaithful again!

Su Yueming's heart, which had been cooled down due to hatred, was melted again, and the corners of her eyes were wet.

Looking at the three women who suddenly broke in front of me, especially the young girl who took the lead, the third aunt who had lived a life of no sight for a long time was obviously frightened.

"You, you...you are..."

"Mom." Su Yueming suddenly stepped forward, walked to the bed of the third aunt's bed, and held her hand with bulging veins. After a long period of malnutrition, the third aunt had become almost skinny and bone-bone-skinned, and her eyes were even more dull and dull.

"You, you are... who are you?" Hearing this mom, the third aunt trembled. She stared at the girl in front of her with tears in her eyes, and searched for some intermittent memories.

"San Auntie, this is the third lady, your daughter. She has come back from Qingcheng and is here to see you." Looking at the mother and daughter in front of her, Liu Piaoer and Bier were also moved.

.

No wonder, when I was in the Fireworks Building, the third lady said that the Prime Minister's Mansion was a place to eat people.

It's true that you'll know when you look at the almost human-like third concubine in front of you.

"Daughter..." A trace of doubt appeared in the third aunt's eyes.

Thirteen years of torture have caused the 30-year-old woman to suffer severe memory failure. She seemed to be unable to remember that she once had a daughter.

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