"Hong'er! My Hong'er! My child!"

Old Madam Shengda screamed hoarsely, as if possessed by a demon, "Hong'er! It's all my fault! I couldn't protect you!"

After a violent coughing fit, Old Madam Shengda began to speak hoarsely, "Hong'er, don't worry. Mother has avenged you! I've found the slave girl who harmed you! I've searched all over the city and finally found her! She thought she could live happily after taking the money. Hahaha, no way! I sold her to the lowest coal mine brothel. After she dies, I'll grind her bones and scatter her ashes! Revenge! Revenge!"

"Sheng Huaizhong! You favored your concubine over your wife, lost yourself in lust, and disregarded the lives of your children. I'll sue you even to the King of Hell!" Old Lady Sheng Da thought of her long-dead husband, her heart filled with hatred. If it weren't for Sheng Huaizhong, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have suffered this pain of separation.

In her final moments, Old Lady Sheng's life flashed before her eyes. Her hardships had all been in the first half. Before her marriage, she lived a comfortable life in her boudoir, surrounded by loving parents and friendly siblings. Once married into the Sheng family, she enjoyed a few years of bliss, bearing a son and two daughters. The couple, after a period of newlywed bliss, experienced a period of relative indifference, but the years between them were uneventful.

Perhaps it was because she had lived a life of comfort too long that the heavens were always testing her. She had never imagined she would encounter such a calamity. In her youth, she had never experienced hardship, so she was somewhat soft-hearted. Even when bullied by her husband's favorite concubine, she held back despite her pleading and her husband's protection. She believed that life was always difficult for a woman, and she always thought that since she had children and was the legal wife, she only needed to endure the long-term decline of beauty.

Unexpectedly, she ended up killing her own daughter. Holding her daughter's stiff body, she finally understood that if someone wants you dead, you can't expect them to let you go just because you've given in. But it was too late. Hong'er's life hardened her heart. She did everything she could to get rid of the person who deserved death. She rebuilt her dilapidated home with her young son and daughter, and even reclaimed the ancestral home.

She tried every possible means to find the one who had harmed her and sent her to the lowest place. But what good would that do? Even if she cut that person into pieces, her Hong'er would never come back. In her dreams, she never saw Hong'er appear in her dreams. It was not until she was almost dead that Hong'er appeared before her. The only person she felt guilty about was her daughter. If she could live it all over again, she would never show mercy again. She would protect her daughter, Hong'er.

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"What's wrong with me?" Mrs. Sheng thought to herself, her eyes sore and her eyelids heavy, as if she had been crying for a long time. Without opening her eyes, Mrs. Sheng touched her eyelids and found that they were slightly swollen.

There were footsteps coming in, followed by a pleasant female voice: "Madam, Concubine Liu is here."

When Madam Sheng heard the words "Liu Yi Niang", she opened her eyes in a flash and looked up at the person who spoke. She was a little dazed. The person in front of her was Chun Tao from decades ago. Madam Sheng remembered that she had redeemed herself and escaped when the Sheng family fell into decline. Why did she appear before her now?

Old Lady Sheng looked around. She sat on a carved mahogany chair. This room looked like the main courtyard's flower hall, and the furnishings there were reminiscent of how the Sheng family had been before its decline. On the table before her stood a white marble ruyi. Old Lady Sheng remembered that this jade ruyi had been pawned by Sheng Huaizhong, and the money from the pawning had been given to the slave girl.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a slender figure walked in with the light behind her. Old Madam Sheng squinted her eyes to see the face of the person entering the room. She stood up suddenly, clenched her fists at her sides, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.