Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and a Fierce Wife: A Slender Poisonous Girl

The pain and powerlessness she felt when she was fed poisoned wine tortured her all the time, leaving her unable to sleep peacefully every night.

She didn't feel safe at Jian's house or in her own house. The danger of death always hung over her head. As long as Ye's mother and daughter were not eliminated, she would have no peace.

She is thirteen years old this year, and her death will be in four years. If she is kept alive for five years, will she be able to escape her original death?

With a "boom", Gu Hongyi's heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he felt a dull pain. "You... are so smart, you can protect yourself..."

Qingxue turned her head and a faint voice came, "It's my father's birthday in a few days. Everyone in the family will be busy and their defenses will be empty. Then is the best time."

Looking at the slender and weak back, Gu Hongyi's heart was filled with panic, as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, full of ups and downs, "Aren't you afraid that I will get the evidence to destroy the Jian family?"

Qingxue said without hesitation, "It doesn't matter if you destroy it, as long as you save your life."

She didn't say whose life she would save, but Gu Hongyi understood, and his heart became more and more sour. He shook his head and waved away all the messy emotions, "Okay, deal."

Qingxue turned her head, her smile was like a flower, as bright as the sun and the moon, she nodded slightly, "Happy cooperation."

Her smile was so bright that it almost hurt his eyes. A warm current surged in his heart, which was strange and frightening. He looked away embarrassedly, "Smart people are often cold-blooded. This is indeed true."

Qingxue was not angry, and sighed helplessly, "If it wasn't cool, I wouldn't be able to survive this day."

The day before Jian Xiude's birthday, Qingxue suddenly felt dizzy, her limbs were weak, and she lay on the bed unable to move.

Jian Xiude came to visit in person, but did not ask for a doctor. Before leaving, he told his servants to take good care of the second young lady and not allow her to step out of the courtyard, otherwise the family would deal with it.

His voice reached the inner room, Qing Yan's heart skipped a beat, and the tea cup in her hand almost fell out, "Second Miss, what do you mean by this?"

Why did she feel that something was wrong the more she listened? The second lady was just sick and it was only right to find a doctor for her. Why did she say such weird things instead?

Qingxue, who was lying on the emerald green quilt, looked pale, closed her eyes and sneered, "Just put me under house arrest in the house."

What a good father, he personally went out of his way to help his beloved eldest daughter get married.

Qing Yan's eyes widened in surprise, and her mind was in a mess.

Qinglian stood aside with a dull expression and sighed silently in her heart.

Although the second young lady is extremely smart and decisive in her actions, she has no foundation in the Jian family and is ultimately inferior.

Jian Xiude's thirtieth birthday was very lively and crowded with guests. In the same year, subordinates and even close superiors sent people to celebrate the birthday. The front yard was dedicated to entertaining male guests, and the back yard was hosted by the old lady and Mr. Ye to greet the female relatives.

Since the position of the head wife in the family was vacant, Ms. Ye became the actual person in charge and performed the duties of the wife. She took care of all the family affairs, such as welcoming people to and from people coming in, going out to socialize, and everything in the family.

The aunts were just decorations, just for good looks. Even Chen, who gave birth to the second son of a concubine, did not dare to speak loudly at home. She always followed Ye's lead and had no status in the Jian family.

No, all the aunts, all with low eyebrows and obedient eyes, followed Mrs. Ye, offering tea and water, and served her diligently.

Only Mr. Hu hid in the house with the excuse of taking care of her young daughter.

Mrs. Chen is a thorn in Mr. Ye's side, and she is never allowed to show up on such occasions.