Chapter 145: Joining forces to kill the husband
The wind is cold.
He walked numbly to Qu Yu's yard.
This should have been the main courtyard where she and Qu Yu lived together.
But after Qu Yu returned to Beijing, he asked her to move out.
That's ridiculous.
He thought that Qu Yu had never given her the respect of a legal wife.
She stood in the yard, the ice-cold scissors touching her skin, making her confused mind a little clearer.
"Madam, you are finally here. The master is waiting for you." The servant came from the corridor, his voice full of urging.
He asked, "How is the master today?"
"It's still the same, the fever won't go away." The servant hesitated to speak.
I'm afraid the second master won't live for many days.
He gathered her sleeves to make sure the scissors were well hidden. "I'll go check it out."
She walked towards Qu Yu's room.
There were two servants standing in front of the door.
"Everyone, retreat outside the courtyard," He said coldly, "No one is allowed to approach without my order."
As soon as I entered the house, a bowl was thrown at me, "Poisonous woman, you are a bitch with a heart as vicious as a snake and scorpion."
Qu Yu cursed loudly.
He was so sick that his eye sockets were sunken, his face was pale and thin, and terrible red spots appeared on his face.
"Master, please calm down," Bai Shuang said, sitting on the embroidered cushion beside the bed. She held a wet handkerchief in her hand and gently wiped Qu Yu's forehead. "Anger harms the body."
There were no extra servants in the room.
It was obvious at first glance that he was sent away on purpose.
He felt a little relieved.
"Madam is here." Bai Shuang raised her head, her voice gentle, but a hint of sarcasm that He was familiar with flashed in her eyes.
Qu Yu struggled to get up, but was powerless. The resentful gaze scraped at He like a knife.
He stood at the end of the bed, looking at him coldly.
When Qu Yu was sent out, the old lady did not allow He to follow him.
Marrying into the Marquis's mansion was considered a high-ranking marriage for He, so how could she dare to say no?
She swallowed all the grievances in her heart.
Waiting for him to come back to Beijing to visit his family twice a year, she got pregnant.
She also had a time when she was a young girl in love. The veil was lifted, the red candles were lit in the hall, and the husband she married into blindly was as handsome as she had imagined.
But that little bit of excitement disappeared completely in the endless waiting in the deep courtyard.
She personally selected a concubine and sent her to Qu Yu.
She even had to raise his aunt's child for him.
She endured it all, at least she was the only lady.
It turned out that she was the only one who couldn't sleep in the lonely night.
Qu Yu still has a home.
Bringing Bai Shuang into the house crushed all her dignity as the legal wife.
He tightened the scissors in her sleeve and turned a deaf ear to Qu Yu's angry scolding. "Master asked me to come, didn't he want me to visit you?"
Qu Yu glared at her fiercely, "Are you here to see if I'm dead? You're the one who caused me to get this disease and even replaced my medicine."
Sure enough, he knew everything.
He secretly cursed Qu Ling, but with a forced smile, "Master, you must be joking. How could I do such a thing?"
Amidst the tense situation, Bai Shuang never interrupted, but kept her eyelids drooped, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Yun'er told me everything," Qu Yu uttered a few words with difficulty, growling, "Ever since I brought Bai Shuang into the mansion, you've been targeting her everywhere, and now you're not even letting me go!"
There were only three people in the house.
Bai Shuang stood up and walked to He's side, smiling, "Madam, are you going to stand like this forever?"
He stared at Bai Shuang's seemingly gentle face, hatred surging in her heart.
It was this woman who took away her husband and led her to where she is today.
Qu Yu panted heavily and ordered Bai Shuang, "Bring me paper and pen. I want to write a divorce letter and a petition, and go to the government office to sue this vicious woman for murdering her husband!"
Bai Shuang's eyebrows and eyes did not move, as if he didn't hear anything.
She looked at He, a faint smile on her lips, "Madam, how long do you plan to stand like this?"
Qu Yu's eyes suddenly widened and his expression changed.
"Bitch, I asked you to get a pen and paper, didn't you hear me?"
Bai Shuang's tone was strange, tinged with sarcasm, "You called me a bitch, and you still expect me to help you?"
She has been with Qu Yu for many years and has always been gentle and pleasant, but at this moment she is particularly cold, even a little sharp.
Qu Yu's face turned pale, and he regretted listening to Bai Shuang and driving away the servants.
He raised his voice, "Someone come..."
He felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head.
The humiliation, anger and unwillingness that had been pent up for many years burst out at this moment.
She rushed forward, grabbed the soft pillow on the bed, and pressed it hard on Qu Yu's face.
"Go to hell, go to hell."
Qu Yu struggled violently, groaning and grabbing at things with his hands.
He pressed the pillow with all her strength, her arms shaking.
She was so panicked that she couldn't hold it back.
At this moment, a pair of white hands pressed on the pillow.
Bai Shuang calmly helped He hold down the pillow. With the combined efforts of the two, Qu Yu's struggle gradually weakened and he eventually calmed down.
He let go of her hand, staggered back a few steps, and collapsed on the ground.
Her heart was beating like a drum and her ears were buzzing.
She killed someone, her own husband.
Bai Shuang was unusually calm. She reached out to check Qu Yu's breath, felt his pulse, and then calmly tidied up the messy bed.
"He's dead." Bai Shuang's voice was so calm as if nothing had happened just now.
"I'm leaving." She was still as calm as ever, smoothing out the wrinkles on her cuffs.
He came back to his senses and asked blankly, "What did you say?"
"I want to go home." Bai Shuang said again.
Her eyes sparkled, making He dizzy. "Have you planned this a long time ago?"
How could she be so heartless.
Qu Yu was so good to her.
She didn't shed a tear and even refused to see him off for the last time.
Bai Shuang's smile was unusually brilliant. "What else? Could it be that I will be buried with him?"
She turned to open the door.
He looked at Bai Shuang's back, thoughtfully.
In just a short moment, she blamed Bai Shuang for her own mistakes that led to her irretrievable destruction.
Anger and resentment surged in her heart again, and she pulled out the scissors from her sleeve and stabbed Bai Shuang in the back.
"How can a lowly mistress like you get away with it?"
Bai Shuang quickly dodged to the side.
The scissors cut her sleeve, leaving a trail of blood.
After she regained her balance, she gave He a loud slap in the face.
“Snap—”
He was hit so hard that her head tilted to the side, and her cheek was burning with pain.
"Without me, you wouldn't be able to make him sick, change the medicine, or even kill him now."
Bai Shuang sneered, "You are useless. You can't keep your husband, you can't deal with the concubine, and you can't even please the princess."
He was so angry that she was shaking all over. She held the scissors tightly in her hand and wanted to stab him.
She wanted to refute, but what Bai Shuang said was true.
"If you continue to pester me and attract the servants, neither of us will be able to clear ourselves of this."
He closed her eyes in pain, and the scissors fell to the ground.
Bai Shuang picked up the scissors and said, "I will give you half of the master's property."
She looked at He steadily, with a warning in her eyes, "Remember, this money is used to buy the lives of my daughter and son."
"The princess promised me that I would protect them."
The two children were unwilling to go with her.
She doesn't force it.
As a mother, this is all she can do.
He looked at Bai Shuang in shock, "When did you get the master's property?"
"That's not important," Bai Shuang interrupted her. "What's important is that you and I both got what we wanted."
"You got rid of your unfaithful husband, and I got my freedom and future."
Bai Shuang put the scissors back into He's hands, "This is the princess's wish. Don't even think about killing me."
The door opened and Bai Shuang's figure disappeared outside the door.
The scissors in He's hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
She looked at Qu Yu, who was already cold on the bed, and covered her face with her hands, crying bitterly.
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