Thinking back to what happened back then, Grandma Qiao's eyes welled up with tears, and she turned her head away.
Du Qinglan then looked at Qiao Xier and Pei Qingrong: "I want to stay with you all, do needlework, chat and laugh, and pass the time like this. Before we know it, a day has passed."
Du Qinglan's gaze finally fell on Qiao Lian'er: "And you, I could tell from the beginning that you were wary of me, but you are so capable. I admire you. With you protecting this family, we are not afraid of any storms. I also want to live under your protection."
She laughed bitterly: "But I am not so lucky. I, Du Qinglan, am destined to live with the responsibility of my family and to die for the sake of my family's innocence."
"Yes, you gave me a chance, and I almost wavered, but I was cowardly and timid. I didn't dare to make a new choice. I was afraid that things would turn out differently, and I couldn't bear any changes."
"Only by following the original plan can I have a better chance of success. I am terrified and every step I take is like walking on thin ice in order to clear the Du family's name."
"You can distrust no one in the Qiao family, not even me!" Qiao Dameng clenched his fists, almost roaring.
“I can do anything for you if you stop in time, but you don’t trust me at all.”
Hearing Du Qinglan say that she was almost wavering, he felt an overwhelming surge of anger and resentment. She could have taken this step, and things wouldn't have come to this. But she didn't.
She was determined to drive the Qiao family and herself to their doom.
"It's too late to say anything now." Du Qinglan's face, as pale as paper, was devoid of any vitality.
“I have said what I needed to say, and I have revealed what I needed to reveal. You can kill me or torture me as you please, it is all what I deserve.”
After saying that, Du Qinglan closed her eyes, adopting a posture of offering her neck for execution.
The Qiao family hated her to the core, but they couldn't bring themselves to kill Du Qinglan right now.
After all, we had shared so many warm moments and had so many wonderful expectations in the past.
Du Qinglan was gentle and frail, and her family background was also tragic.
For a moment, the air in the lobby seemed to freeze, becoming stiff and cold.
Forgiveness is impossible, and I just can't bring myself to kill him.
Everyone is still waiting for Qiao Lian'er to make a decision.
“Even if the Qiao family doesn’t kill you, you won’t survive. Go back and make your own decision,” Qiao Lian’er said.
People must take responsibility for their actions.
Yes, the plan failed, and the First Prince will never let Du Qinglan go.
She placed a doll in the eldest prince's room, but this was not enough to bring him down; it only made him suffer a little.
Upon hearing this, Du Qinglan silently got up from the ground. Her knees were injured, and it took her a while to struggle to stand up.
Then, gritting her teeth and holding on, she walked out the door step by step, her slender figure looking desolate and forlorn.
Normally, seeing her like this would have broken the hearts of the Qiao family.
But at this moment, thinking of the sins she had committed, everyone's faces turned cold.
Da Meng stared at Du Qinglan's figure, his bloodshot eyes filled with complex emotions.
He even blamed himself, wondering if he had known earlier that Du Qinglan had such a family background and had let Lian'er take action, would he have avoided facing everything he was going through today?
“Da Meng, let her go. There’s no need to care about or pity someone like that,” Old Man Qiao said.
They couldn't bring themselves to stab Du Qinglan in the heart, but that didn't mean they couldn't accept her heading towards death.
If Lian'er hadn't made preparations in advance, what would have become of the Qiao family now?
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