Fishing Beauty Dressed As a Vicious Stepmother - Chapter 98

Her finger touched Xie Lanchi’s cheek, a feathery light, fleeting, just like her fluttering words, only the touch of his tightly grasped wrist was real, soft and hot.

This was the first time she touched him.

Xie Lanchi looked at her eyes, they smiled softly and tenderly, full of fraud, can her heart warm up?

“Is my father treating you badly?” Rotting hatred rolled in Xie Lanchi’s chest. “You have been married to Xie’s family for years. My father has never blushed with you. How many people have persuaded him to never have a concubine. Even if you know that you are entangled with men secretly, won’t you cover your heart like this?”

“Does your father treat me well?” She smiled coldly in her eyes, and asked him back: “Would you not beat and scold me or call me good if you didn’t accept a concubine? Then am I treating you badly? I haven’t beaten and scolded me. You still use your own dowry to supplement you, why don’t you warm your heart? When you gave me the medicine that ruined my body, have you ever thought that I am good to you?”

Xie Lanchi grabbed her wrist more tightly, frowning a little bit, she could still ask him sophistryly, “Why don’t you think about it? The whole city knows that you are having **** with your lover every day, so should I wait with gratitude? Will you give birth to a wild brother for me?”

“Leave me alone to keep your Xie family’s face?” Qiao Sha already looked at him straightforwardly, and said without shy: “If you can think like this, why do you want to blame me for giving you medicine and sending you to the palace? Shouldn’t you keep the Xie’s and Qiao’s hundreds of lives alone?”

He frowned tightly and paused before her eyes.

She said righteously, “I could have killed you in the first place, but I couldn’t bear to leave you with this life. You and your Xie family should thank me very much.”

She sneered and said, “Also, don’t whitewash your father’s loyalty to me. Has he ever treated me as his wife? I’m just a cash cow to fill your Xie family’s shortfall. If he treats me as his wife I won’t be left alone in the room on the wedding night, and I won’t be left out of the cold like a cat or dog who won’t please the owner.”

“You should ask your father, why did I go out of the wall, why didn’t he take a concubine?” Qiao Sha poured out all without hiding, “Because your father hates having **** with me, because he can’t do it, and he has been married for many years. Your father has never fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband. Why is he embarrassed to take a concubine?”

Her beautiful face is full of expressions of clear conscience, “My good teenage daughter married him, and he looks down on me and abandons me. I naturally look for someone who knows how to love me to love me. Is it wrong? My only fault is to marry your father.”

The first time Xie Lanchi saw her like this, she used to be cowardly, either avoiding him or crying, but now she is arrogant and sophisticated.

“My father has never had a room with you, so can you have an affair with others?” He asked her incredulously.

“I have an affair, can you give me medicine and ruin my body?” She asked him improbably.

Her throat was so sweet that he was about to vomit with hatred. He raised his hand and grabbed her thin neck, staring at her face, her eyes, how much he wanted to twist her neck like this, how I want to see a trace of fear and regret in her eyes.

Hasn’t she felt that she is at fault for so many years?

For so many years, the images he thought about day and night were all the images of her crying and confessing to him and begging him to forgive her…

But now, she didn’t have any regrets or even panic on her face. Instead, she straightened her body and sent her thin neck into his palm.

“Kill me. I didn’t want to live anyway. It would ruin your layout for many years. That’s not bad.” There was even a smile on the corner of her lips. “Xie Lanchi, you must think it’s all my fault. In this way, when you were punished by your father to kneel, you don’t hate him. You blame my stepmother for not interceding for you or giving you a cloak.”

His eyes fixed on her, she still remembers this? Does she remember?

“If you lose to Li Rongxiu and you are humiliated and tortured by him, you hate me even more.” She looked at him under his palm, “Why Xie Lanchi?”

Why?

He was so stunned by her question that he suddenly discovered that he hated her more than he hated Li Rongxiu. At this time, he obviously should try his best to get rid of Li Rongxiu, but he stayed in Beijing to entangle her.

Why?

Li Rongxiu deserves to die, but he understands that if he wins or loses, he should be like that white deer if he loses.

But she…

“Xie Lanchi.” She called him, looked at him curiously, pointed her finger on his heart, and asked him: “How much do you expect from me? Only after disappointment can you resent me so much.”

The muffled thunder rumbling outside the window rang like a hit on the tip of his heart.

He stared at her blankly, unable to refute her words, and became dumb for a while, and the hatred in his heart was dumb under her fingertips.

Why does he hate her so much? Even surpassed Li Rongxiu.

Because he knew that Li Rongxiu was his enemy, but she was not…

Why would he be disappointed and resentful because she did not intercede for him?

Why would he be angry because she had sexual **** with other men, even more angry than his father, and even ruined her body so that she could no longer be pregnant…

Suddenly, he didn’t dare to think about it anymore, he loosened her neck as if being burned in the thunder, turned around and left.

She called him behind her back, saying she didn’t want to sleep here.

He walked faster and faster, shut the door with a “bang” and locked it outside.

——

He was standing outside the door, under the corridor, muffled thunder rolling by, flashing thunder illuminating his face, his eyes were startled, his face was pale.

She did not slap the door, her shadow stood quietly at the door, neither shouting nor screaming.

Only the sound of rain and thunder remained in this yard.

Xie Lanchi stood quietly, turning his head to look at the flashes of thunder, and couldn’t help but admit that he had expected her.

When she first married into Xie’s mansion.

How old was he then? Thirteen or fourteen? He didn’t remember much, he only remembered that he had expected that she was a gentle mother who treated his mother sincerely.

In the rainy night, Xie Lanchi walked step by step in the lonely courtyard, not knowing where he was going, but walked into the heavy rain unknowingly and was soaked by the rain.

He was thinking about his biological mother, but his mother passed away too long, too long, he can no longer remember her appearance, only remember that she is not a gentle mother, she is very strict, she always drags the sick The body asked him to recite his homework over and over again. If he did not do well, his mother would beat him with a ruler, and she would cry every time.

He only remembered that his mother used to say that he could not be inferior to others, because his father, despite the opposition of his family, married his humble mother. He could not shame his mother and wanted to stand up for his mother.

He stood quietly in the heavy rain, looking at the pomegranate flower shot down by the rain, he had never been treated tenderly in his life.

Gentle mother, loving father, he has never experienced it.

No matter how hard he works, how good he is, it is useless.

He also…expected to get a little tenderness and kindness from the new mother. He went to greet her every day. He bought her pastries, invited a doctor for her, and made medicine by himself…

All he expects is that a little bit of hers is enough.

But it didn’t work.

She doesn’t like him, she doesn’t like Xie’s family, and she always looks like it’s irrelevant to her.

So he started to blame her. After she had an affair with other men, he turned to hate her. His hatred didn’t start from being drugged by her, but before he knew it, he hated her and blamed her.

In the heavy rain, he felt like a rotting leaf falling into the soil. Apart from hatred, he didn’t know why he could survive.

I don’t know how long he stood, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of burnt smoke, and heard the secret guard’s screaming from behind: “Master Factory Supervisor, water is gone!”

Out of water?

Xie Lanchi turned and looked over, only to see a hole in the bedroom where he had just left, smoke coming out of the window.

He hurriedly stepped forward and ordered the guard to kick open the door. He rushed in and saw the burning bedroom. His stepmother was holding the lampstand and lighting the curtains, bed curtains, tables, chairs, and beds, all that could be lighted. After he entered, he raised his hand and threw the lampstand into the coffin.

The fire ignited the fabric in the coffin, hula la, it burned.

She was standing next to the coffin, out of the flames, neither hiding nor afraid, looking at him threateningly and saying, “Would you like to change the room for me?”

At that moment, Xie Lanchi could hardly recognize her. Is she still the cautious Qiao Sha?

Today she doesn’t know how to be afraid.

The fire almost burned her hair.

Xie Lanchi stepped forward angrily, grabbed her arm and pulled her over, shaking with anger: “Are you crazy!”

She was torn into his arms without struggling, she leaned on him like silk, looked up at him and said, “Xie Lanchi, I’m still having a fever, and I will die if I can’t handle it.”

The tone was so soft and squeamish, as if groaning in dissatisfaction.

Xie Lanchi couldn’t speak, her wrists were indeed very hot, and he just noticed it was very hot.

It turned out that the medicine for the treatment of wind and cold prescribed by the emperor’s doctor was prescribed for her?

“Master Supervisor.” The dark guard asked anxiously as he watched the burning fire, “Would you like to find someone to put out the fire?”

Xie Lanchi stared at her, gritted his teeth and said, “The family member of the outer courtyard will bring someone to put out the fire.”

He grabbed Qiao Sha’s hand and pulled her out of the burning bedroom.

The smoke billowed, she coughed as she walked, and he carried her hands to another bedroom in another yard.

——

Originally, he sent his servants to the outer courtyard, just not wanting anyone to see her, recognize her, and cause unnecessary trouble.

Now Jiading is going to come in and put out the fire, he naturally can’t keep her in that yard.

He could only take her to the yard where he once lived, his previous bedroom.

He hasn’t been back in this yard for several years.

Pushing open the door, dragged her in.

In the dimly lit room, everything was as it was. The room was cleaned up, the flowers in the vase were new, and the mattress on the bed was new.

Qiao Sha touched the table, and there was no dust at all. Thinking about it, it seemed that the original owner had ordered his servants to clean up Young Master Lanchi’s yard frequently, not to look too desolate.

The original owner is still soft-hearted.

“I didn’t let people move your yard and house.” Qiao Sha fiddled with the lotus in the vase and said, “I only let them clean it every day.”

Xie Lanchi stood in the bedroom and saw his yard again after many years. Nothing has changed in the bedroom he lived in, even the book he put on the pillow is still there.

Why? Did she do this to impress him? Does she think he will believe her?

Suddenly, he hated Qiao Sha in front of him even more, wishing to kill her immediately, as if he would fall into a deeper and more suffocating abyss if he didn’t kill her.

He stared at her, really moving to kill.

But she stood there, suddenly supported the table as if she could not stand firmly, fell into the chair behind her, and retched uncontrollably.

What is she? Are you lying to him again?

Xie Lanchi stood by the table and looked at her. The blue veins of her fingers on the table appeared, and she was clenched tightly. She leaned on the arm of the chair and retched so hard that she could not straighten herself.

Is she really uncomfortable? fever?

She didn’t spit out anything, just couldn’t stop retching, spitting and spitting, she was suddenly taken out of time, and she fell softly on the armrest and stopped moving.

Xie Lanchi frowned, and hurriedly reached out to help her up. She collapsed into his arm as if she was dead, her face pale, her lips grey, and dense cold sweat on her forehead.

“Qiao Sha?” He called her name and hurriedly reached out to sniff her, so weak.

No, she can’t die, he just caught her, she ordered his house, he hasn’t even started to torture her, he hasn’t vented his hatred.

She must not die.

He hurriedly lifted her up from the chair, hugged her on the bed, and called his guard in a cold voice, “Go and ask Dr. Zhao, and let him come over immediately.”

The dark guard should have disappeared in the rainy night.

He sat on the edge of the bed, carefully placed her on his couch, on the bedding, and looked at her dying face, unable to describe the panic in his heart…

The sound of rain is so loud, but his heartbeat is so loud.

He realized at this moment that he hates her, wants to torture her, depends on her suffering, but he doesn’t want her to die.

If she dies, what should he do for so many years of hatred? Who should he hate?

If there is no hatred, he doesn’t even know what he is doing alive.

He stretched out his stiff fingers, gently straightened her face tilted under the pillow, and nearly whispered: “If you die, I will kill all the Joe family in your Jinan hometown, and you will be skinned and cramped. Better to live…”

do not die.

Qiao Sha’s soul floated above her body, watching Xie Lanchi sneer, no matter how hard he said, he also lost.

He was afraid of her death, and looked at him in such a desperate look, tsk tsk.

“Host, are you really okay?” 101 was also flustered. Just now the host suddenly vomited, and then ordered him to pull her soul out of the body first. He thought the host…the host was about to die.

Could this be the host again? ?

“Of course something is going on.” Qiao Sha said to him: “I have been away from the palace for too long without eating, and I have a fever again. The vomiting is real, and the discomfort is also real. That’s why I asked you to pull me out to avoid being there. Suffer in the body.”

Then he said: “By the way, try Xie Lanchi.”

She looked at Xie Lanchi and 101 and said, “Do you know that there is a disease that the victim will have a sense of dependence on the abuser? They will put all their vitality and motivation to live on the abuser. Once the abuser leaves them, they Instead, I don’t know how to live anymore.”

“Stockholm syndrome?” 101 asked her.

Qiao Sha didn’t say yes or no. She only said: “I said Xie Lanchi is a pervert, not scolding him. He is indeed mentally ill. All the motivation for his survival comes from hating me. How can you say he Not sick?”

101 doesn’t speak, in fact, in his opinion, the host is more perverted and crazy than Xie Lanchi.

Therefore, the host treated Xie Lanchi to death, because the host was mad at all, but Xie Lanchi was afraid of her death.

He even felt that Xie Lanchi became pitiful.

—–

on fire?

In the hut of the stable, a dark shadow sneaked in quietly, and after locking the door, he took off the hat on his head, revealing a lanky face, it was Changshou.

“It’s the old bedroom of the Xie family that caught fire.” Chang Shou reported to the person who was leaning on the couch. He poured a bowl of ginseng water and handed it over: “The noble man drink some water first.”

There was no light in the room, he only vaguely saw the outline of the nobleman, the face of the nobleman now…however you look at it, how ugly and ugly.

The nobleman took the ginseng water and drank it slowly. He continued: “Before Xie Lanchi ordered all the subordinates to retreat from the inner courtyard and are not allowed to approach. The subordinates slipped in before it was on fire and found that there were several hanging in the burning bedroom. A corpse, very crippled.”

The nobleman lifted his eyes from the medicine bowl and glanced at him. Leng Youyou said, “I want to listen to it, it’s not these nonsense.”

He knows, he knows, the nobleman just wants to know whether the person Xie Lanchi brought back tonight is the young lady of the Xie family.

Changshou replied: “The nobleman forgive me. When the subordinates rushed over, Xie Lanchi seemed to have transferred the woman he brought back, and the subordinates didn’t see anyone…”

The noble’s eyes were cold.

Chang Shou hurriedly said again: “But in that bedroom, his subordinates also saw two coffins, which belonged to the Qiao family master and his wife.”

The nobleman paused the medicine bowl in his hand and looked up at him, “The coffin of the Qiao family master and the wife?”

Long Shou nodded, “It looks like Xie Lanchi ordered someone to dug Qiao’s grave.”

That woman must be Qiao Sha.

Otherwise, Xie Lanchi dug Qiao’s grave and brought it back. What is it like?

Xie Lanchi must have captured Qiao Sha back and tortured her with the corpses of her parents.

Xie Lanchi’s methods are too clear to him.

“But the subordinates inquired from the servants in the mansion that the woman Xie Lanchi brought back was the princess of the Gu family.” Changshou said in a puzzled way: “I heard that it was the princess who was just appointed by the new emperor, the daughter that the Gu family recognized. “

Thinking of it again, he said, “By the way, a carriage was parked outside the gate of the mansion just now. His subordinates seemed to have seen the doctor Zhao rushed into the inner courtyard and went to the yard where Xie Lanchi lived.”

Grand Doctor Zhao went to Xie Lanchi’s yard?

His eyebrows frowned tightly, and Qiao Sha was taken to Xie Lanchi’s yard? Is she frightened? Still guilty of old illnesses? Or…was injured by Xie Lanchi?

He couldn’t drink the soup medicine in his hand, and said to Changshou: “She is in the courtyard of Xielanchi, trying to find a way to bring her over.”

Chang Shou felt bitter in his heart. Do you know when it is now? Wow, it is very inappropriate for them to hide here. If they are exposed again, they would be just throwing themselves into the trap.

But he knew too well the temperament of the nobleman, once the nobleman decided something, the Manchu civil and military persuasion was useless.

So he should only be, and said: “Maybe it is not Mrs. Xie, if it is Mrs. Xie, how could the new emperor make her the princess? The Gu family still recognize her as a righteous daughter?” It doesn’t make sense.

He looked at the heavy rain outside the window. The rain was so heavy that it made him flustered. The Gu family recognized her as a righteous daughter, and the new emperor appointed her as the princess.

What has she experienced? Did she see Rong Zhao and Gu Ze? Does she seduce Rong Zhao like she seduce him?

What about Gu Ze?

Did she even hold Gu Ze in her palm?

—–

After Qiao Sha left, Xie Lanchi boiled up the medicine, so she woke up with her soul, lest Xie Lanchi gave the medicine and scalded her.

She woke up with a muffled snort on the couch, her stomach was still aching, the nausea was still there, and her dizziness was dizzy.

Xie Lanchi heard the sound and immediately raised his eyes to look at her. The trace of expression on his face was not deceiving—he breathed a sigh of relief, he was very happy that she woke up.

Very short.

He has suppressed all emotions and handed the medicine bowl in his hand to her coldly as usual: “Drink it.”

Qiao Sha was lying on his pillow, her palm still pressed against his uncomfortable stomach, and she tilted her head slightly, “You gave me the medicine at the beginning, and it broke my body, so that I never feel comfortable for a day. Why bother now? Heal me?”

She didn’t look at him, she tilted her head and stared at the wall inside.

Xie Lanchi also learned that her illness was not only a fever, but also an old illness, which was the sequelae of the infertility medicine he prescribed to her just now, after the diagnosis and treatment by Mr. Zhao.

He was holding the medicine and looking at her quietly, she didn’t seem to have any desire to survive.

She wanted to die, she died a hundred.

dream.

He just wanted to see her alive in pain. He reached out and pinched her chin, twisted her face, and passed the medicine bowl over, “Do you want me to pour it down? Or drink it myself?”

She stared at him, lazily pillowed under his finger and said, “I want you to feed me.”

She wants him to feed.

What is she thinking? Thinking he would feel soft to her?

Xie Lanchi reached out and held up her neck, holding the medicine to pour it into her mouth.

She stretched out her hand first and knocked over his medicine bowl.

The medicine bowl “cang cang cang” fell to the ground, and the medicine was spilled on Xie Lan Chi’s clothes. He was extremely angry, but she pushed away his hand, leaned on the couch and retched again.

He looked at her thin back and retched to the trembling shoulders, and the anger dissipated a little bit. She was too fragile, as if she would faint in the next moment and die before his eyes.

He had never discovered before that she was so weak and unable to stand up to a bit of wind and frost.

Isn’t she so selfish and afraid of death? Why is it so now… I would rather die than surrender.

Xie Lanchi gently wiped off the medicinal foam on his robe, and ordered the secret guard: “Go and make another bowl.” He looked at Qiao Sha, and said to her word by word: “I’ll take care of my mother by myself.”

Qiao Sha stopped her vomiting for a long time, clutching his sleeve, and said, “Pour water and rinse my mouth.”

Xie Lanchi looked at the thin white fingers on the sleeves, and couldn’t tell whether it was anger or helplessness in her heart. She was really calling him.

—-

Chang Shou bowed his head in the kitchen and waited for the medicine. When the medicine was finished, he got up with the medicine, carefully placed it in the lunch box, carried the lunch box, and followed behind the guard, and went to the small courtyard of Xie Lan Chi.

Halfway through, I picked a place with no one, took out a dagger and stepped forward to cover the mouth of the guard, and said in a low voice, “I’m sorry, brother.”

Fortunately, he wears an extra human skin mask. This brother is about the same size as him, so he shouldn’t be able to see it.

I hope that Xie Lanchi can’t see it, otherwise they are nobles, but they will put themselves in to see Mrs. Xie.

——-

Xie Lanchi stood at the door watching the rain, waiting for the medicine to be delivered.

On the bed, she fell asleep uncomfortably after rinsing her mouth. He sat on the side of the bed and watched for a while. When she fell asleep, he always felt that she was dead.

In the yard, the dark guard came back in the rain with the medicine, bowed his head and handed him the lunch box with both hands.

He glanced at the guard and saw that his face was pale and didn’t care too much, so he entered the room with a lunch box.

In the lunch box, in addition to medicine, there are porridge and snacks he ordered.

He returned to the couch with the medicine and saw that her cheeks were abnormally red. He reached out and touched it. It was hot, and she had a fever again.

She should drink medicine just now.

She shrank her neck when she was touched, opened her eyes awkwardly, squeezed on the back of his hand weakly, squinted without waking up, rubbed the back of his hand with her hot cheek, and murmured : “It’s so cold.”

His hands paused, and her face was so hot and soft.

“Drink medicine.” He told her.

She gave a thick nasal “en” and sat up obediently, propped her arm.

Xie Lanchi looked at her and felt in his heart that he was so obedient he couldn’t believe it when she just woke up.