Chapter 237: Only if you are alive can you see me become the most glorious person in the Great Zhou
Old Madam He Er looked a little embarrassed.
Pointing at Shen Yunyue, he cursed angrily, "Shen Yunyue, you traitor! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Shen Yunyue's eyes darkened. "Humph. Heaven's thunder? You're more afraid than me, right?"
"For that little bit of profit, you tore off your dignity and threw it on the ground for people to trample on.
How dare you talk about others?
Was his own granddaughter sent to the bed of Prince Rui? The women of the He family were just like the girls in a brothel.
No, it's not as good as the girls in the brothel who clearly mark their prices."
"You..." Old Madam He Er's face changed.
I thought to myself: How did this bitch know that He Luxue was sent there?
Old Master He Er and several others hid in the house and did not dare to come out. They did not dare to confront Prince Rui.
I had no choice but to let He Luxue down.
Doesn't that mean he's happy to be talked about?
Old Master He Er had a sinister look on his face, and looked at Shen Yunyue from the window with poison in his eyes.
Bayanian was chewing malt candy and his eyes swept across the window.
"Young Madam. There are people in that room who hate you for revealing their true colors."
Bayan was playing with the wild fruit in his hands. It was sour and astringent. It would be great to throw it at someone.
"There are so many people who hate me, let's line up."
Shen Yunyue snorted coldly. She didn't care about these people, not even Fu Xuanheng's blood relatives.
Thinking about it, Fu Xuanheng is really pitiful.
Both his royal grandfather and his maternal grandfather wished he were dead.
Thinking of this, Shen Yunyue's eyes softened.
The big villain is not born bad. On the road to becoming a villain, many people want to peel off his skin and drink his blood.
Why can't it be darkened?
Shen Yunyue glanced at them indifferently and turned to leave.
Bayan followed her.
"Ba Nian, do you know how to do needlework?" Shen Yunyue was thinking about learning needlework and making a piece of underwear for Fu Xuanheng in the future.
Bayanian was chomping on a piece of candy and narrowed his eyes when he heard the words.
"No. I know martial arts but not needlework."
"Yeah." Shen Yunyue lowered her expectations for herself and decided to just make a purse.
When the two arrived at the village entrance, someone came over carrying a sedan chair.
He Luxue leaned half of her body against the sedan chair, holding an embroidered handkerchief in her hand.
Her face was covered with a veil, revealing only a pair of large, watery eyes. Her complexion above the nose was pale, and she looked even more frail.
Seeing Shen Yunyue approaching, she forced herself to straighten her body. She stared at Shen Yunyue with a venomous look, especially at the colorful luck on her head.
I was very greedy, but I didn't dare to get too close.
Shen Yunyue smiled arrogantly and made a gesture of clicking her eyeballs.
"Look again, and I'll dig your eyeballs out."
He Luxue almost bit her teeth to pieces, secretly hating the damn He Luxhuang for not being able to even capture Fu Xuanheng's heart.
"Shen Yunyue, don't go too far." He Luxue's hands trembled slightly as she spoke.
The powder in the sleeve fell into her hand.
She stared at Shen Yunyue nervously.
With just one glance, Shen Yunyue knew that she had bad intentions.
"What's wrong with me going too far?" Shen Yunyue approached her nonchalantly, "He Luxue. The last time you approached me with ill intentions, you were sick for more than half a month."
"The scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten?"
He Luxue was shocked and thought to herself: Could it be that this bitch knows that I can absorb other people's luck?
She then comforted herself, no.
How did that bitch know about such a miraculous thing?
"You deliberately hurt me." He Luxue looked at Shen Yunyue with a ferocious face, his teeth grinding.
"Shen Yunyue, I hate you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in such a mess."
Thinking about how Prince Rui abused her last night and made her do such shameful things.
He Luxue has more than just Prince Rui as her man, but no one else would humiliate or abuse her like this.
She hated, she hated Shen Yunyue.
When they were in the villa, Prince Rui was a bit rude.
But he didn't humiliate her like this.
It’s all Shen Yunyue’s fault. It must be that backlash that made her luck worse.
Shen Yunyue looked at her, looking as if she wanted to peel off her skin and drink her blood, and couldn't help but smile gently:
"I like to see you hate me like this, but you can't do anything to me."
"He Luxue, you are such a coward. A bad person like you is not worthy to be my opponent." Shen Yunyue thought of the tragic death of the Shen family in her previous life. Fu Xuanheng was tortured to death with more than a thousand cuts, and they still tried to keep him alive.
A murderous look flashed in Shen Yunyue's eyes.
Those people must die, and they will pay the price sooner or later.
He Luxue's handkerchief was stained with the poison from Qianjiyin. She pointed at Shen Yunyue and shouted angrily:
"Shen Yunyue. What makes you think you can compare with me? I'm a recognized talent in the capital, a noble lady that everyone wants to emulate."
She deliberately leaned forward towards Shen Yunyue, and the handkerchief flew towards Shen Yunyue as soon as she loosened her hand.
Shen Yunyue took a step back, quickly picked up the whip, lifted the handkerchief and covered He Luxue's face with it, and pulled off her veil at the same time.
Bayan followed closely and pinched He Luxue's mouth.
He stuffed the handkerchief into her mouth and held it tightly shut without letting go.
He Luxue's eyes were filled with tears and fear as she shook her head desperately.
She kept crying out for help in her heart. The poison she had caused was difficult to cure. She didn't want to die so tragically.
Shen Yunyue stared at He Luxue coldly.
When he felt that He Luxue had almost absorbed the drug, he slowly spoke:
"Eight Thoughts. Please spare Miss He's life."
After saying this, Shen Yunyue raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "How come my cousin, the noble lady from the capital that everyone vie to emulate, is in such a state of disgrace?"
"There's one thing I don't understand. Do others imitate you like prostitutes?"
"Or will you follow your example and suffer the consequences? I advise you not to be so vicious."
He Luxue spat out the handkerchief and kept pressing her throat with her hands to make herself spit it out.
The people carrying the sedan chair were so frightened by this that they put it down and the two men hid far away.
"Is Miss He suffering from hysteria?"
"Go back and tell Lord Qiu."
"Let's go, go back quickly."
The people carrying the sedan chair didn't even care that the sedan chair was still there and turned around and ran away.
Shen Yunyue covered her mouth and laughed happily, "Hahaha. Retribution."
He Luxue was in a state of extreme distress. She had obtained the traction device from the black-robed man. The man said that anyone who smelled it would age rapidly and die from the contact of their head and tail.
"Shen Yunyue, you hurt me. You will not die well."
"I have no grudge against you, why do you want to harm me?"
Shen Yunyue's face turned cold, "No grudges or hatred? He Luxue, don't play innocent in front of me."
"You were trying to poison me just now, weren't you? Unfortunately, you've only managed to get yourself into trouble." Shen Yunyue clapped her hands and looked at her with disdain. "You'd better have your friends go find the people from Medicine King Valley. Maybe they can save your life."
"You'd better be alive to see me become the most glorious person in this Great Zhou."
"Look at me, I have become something you cannot touch. I am the cloud in the sky, and you are the soil beneath my feet. We are truly as different as heaven and earth."
After Shen Yunyue finished speaking, she left with a smile.
Bayan made a face at He Luxue, "Miss He, do you know what poison you gave me?"
Bayanian followed Shen Yunyue away.
He Luxue was left screaming in despair, "Ah...ah..."
"Shen Yunyue, why do I need you when I'm here?"
"I'm the lucky one, why are you still alive?"
"ah……."
He Luxue screamed and then started crying with tears and snot all over her face. "I am the daughter of the He family. If it weren't for my grandfather and his family wanting a better future, I would have gotten married."
"As long as I get married, what does the He family's confiscation of property and exile have to do with me?"
After He Luxue finished crying, she burst into laughter again.
"Hahaha, you old bastards from the He family. You're the ones who ruined me."
Her appearance caught the eyes of the people in Baijia Village.
Everyone was frightened and didn't dare to pass by here.
Someone ran over and called the He family over.
He Luxue's mother ran away crying. Now she can rely on He Luxue to live.
She knew how much money He Luxue had earned when she arrived at Baijia Village. Furthermore, Young Master Rong had said that He Luxue was collaborating with him to open a shop.
What if something happens to He Luxue?
She couldn't imagine what to do in the future.
Like He Lushuang and her mother?
You can only wait for death, and even after you die, there is no one to collect your body.
The people in the He family were cold-blooded and heartless, and she was afraid that He Luxue, her support, would fall.
"Luxue, my son." He Luxue's mother howled all the way over and fell on He Luxue.
She was staring blankly at the ground.
He hugged her in fear, "Lu Xue, what's wrong with you?"
"Mother, can you take me back to the capital? The match made by Marquis Yu last time was quite good. Tell them that I am willing to marry the young marquis."
He Luxue regretted it.
She tugged at her mother's sleeves tightly and hid in her arms in panic. "Mom, can you take me back to the capital to get married?"
He Luxue's mother swallowed bitterly. She reached out and combed He Luxue's hair neatly. "Xue'er, that young marquis has married General Gu's daughter."
He Luxue's mouth pursed, "Mom, what should I do?"
"My child, what's the matter with you?"
He Luxue grabbed her throat in fear, "Mom, Shen Yunyue poisoned me."
"What?" He Luxue's mother was immediately furious.
"She dares? I'll go and settle the score with her."
Several people from the He family came over, and Madam He Er ordered people to carry He Luxue back home.
She took another ten copper coins and asked a village scoundrel to go to the Sihai Inn in town to find Qiu Zhiying.
The second scoundrel shook the ten copper coins and was reluctant to take them.
Madam He Er spoke quietly:
"Lord Qiu is short of people around him. If you catch his eye, you will be considered a public servant. Even if you don't catch his eye, the reward he gives you is not copper coins, but silver coins."
When the second gangster heard this, he touched his chin and thought for a while.
This is also an opportunity to jump over the dragon gate.
He put away the copper coins and said with a flattering smile, "Old lady, just wait for the news. I will send the letter as soon as possible."
After the second idiot finished speaking, he waved his hand and said:
"Please go back."
He Luxue's mother angrily ran towards the Shen family, "Shen Yunyue. You executioner, murderer. Come out here."
"You poisoned my Lu Xue, I'll kill you."
Everyone in the Shen family heard the noise and hurried out.
Mu Ya also heard it, and she shouted towards the tree:
"Xiaojiu. Get down here. Fuck you! I want to see who dares to touch my young mistress."
Mu Ya picked up the stick from the corner and hurried towards the Shen family.
The tablets of Shen Cixuan and others were placed separately in a bamboo house. Since the tablets were placed, Mo Yiran stayed here every day.
He copied scriptures and chanted Buddha's name, and also talked to Shen Cixuan.
Things outside seemed like a huge gap to her. She knew Shen Yunyue would take good care of her two younger brothers.
Mo Yiran was copying a scripture, writing: "Spring's first buds, the grass is extraordinarily green, the tea buds burst forth with fragrance. The jade cup is filled with the radiance of snowflakes..."
Suddenly heard someone cursing Shen Yunyue and threatening to kill her?
Mo Yiran put down the brush and looked fixedly at Shen Cixuan’s tablet.
"Brother Xuan, you protected me so well. I can't let others bully our daughter. They say Yunyue's personality is most like yours."
"The most respectful and the least respectful."
"Brother Xuan, let me go see what's going on first."
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