Chapter 17 Come and Take My Life
Before he could even react in his stunned silence, the scissors had already risen and fallen with Li Qingluo's raised hand. In the instant Li Kechuan let go and leaned back, his other hand swiftly rose to block as well—
The scissors pierced Li Kechuan's sleeve and then his arm.
Blood gushed out instantly, staining the white robes red and spilling all over the ground.
"You want to kill me—?"
In his shock and rage, Li Kechuan forgot to act and react, because he never expected that Li Qingluo, this lowly person, would dare to stab him with a knife!
Li Qingluo looked at the bloodstains on the tip of the knife and retreated step by step.
If she hadn't been careful and hidden the scissors in her sleeve while getting dressed, she might have died at his hands again!
Having narrowly escaped death, Li Qingluo endured the intense discomfort and gasped for breath.
She covered her reddened neck, opened her mouth and sneered, "What, you're only allowed to want to kill me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"
"Li Kechuan, since you are so reluctant to let Li Qingzhu die, why don't you commit suicide with her? Why don't you go to the underworld to find her? Perhaps she is still waiting for you."
Li Qinglu stared intently at Li Kechuan as she spoke these words.
Her eyes were dark and bright, and the hatred in them at that moment was something even Li Kechuan couldn't ignore.
Does she hate herself?
How could she still have the nerve and the right to hate him?
On what grounds?
Who did she think she was?
"Then you have to die first—" Li Kechuan stretched out his bloodied hand, trying to grab Li Qingluo again.
But this time Li Qingluo was prepared. She nimbly bent down, quickly ran to the window, and then nimbly jumped out.
She grew up in the mountains and worked in the fields, so her reaction speed and physical strength were different from those delicate noble ladies who grew up in the boudoir.
Li Kechuan was taken aback when he saw her action.
He then thought to himself with disdain: "She is indeed vulgar and uncouth. Where is the slightest bit of the demeanor of a lady from a respectable family?"
Rather than letting her live and bring shame to the Li family in the future, it would be better to make her pay for Zhu'er's life as soon as possible!
Li Kechuan thought viciously to himself, and with a murderous aura emanating from him, he strode out after them.
Hearing the noise, several old women from the main room of Jingci Hall had already come over.
Li Qingluo immediately ran towards the nannies, and when they saw that she was holding scissors with bloodstains on them, they were terrified.
"My God! What happened to the girl? Where did this blood come from?"
Immediately afterwards, Li Kechuan rushed out of Li Qingluo's room.
His arm was already covered in red marks. When the old women saw this, what else could they not understand?
"Young lady, you're so foolish! That's the eldest son of the Li family!"
Li Qingluo could only hurriedly explain, "Grannies, I was only trying to protect myself. Li Kechuan has gone mad, please help me stop him!"
Sure enough, Li Kechuan reached out to grab Li Qingluo.
Clearly, he completely ignored these old women.
I thought they were just ordinary old women.
Therefore, as long as he waved his hand, the old women and servants he brought were able to handle these old women.
Li Qingluo was nothing more than something already in his grasp!
Therefore, when the nannies not only protected Li Qingluo, but also beat all the people Li Kechuan brought to the ground, Li Kechuan's expression changed completely.
As expected of a grandmother from the Pei family, even the maids around her are so skilled!
Li Kechuan had no choice but to swallow his anger.
He gripped his still-bleeding arm tightly, and gave Li Qinglu a cold, mocking smile: "I won't lay a hand on Grandmother's nanny, but you're finished."
Li Qingluo looked at him expressionlessly: "If you're so capable, come and take my life."
Anyway, she originally had nothing.
But this life.
I will risk my life to make them, Li Kechuan, regret their actions to the point of despair!
Li Kechuan gave a heavy snort and led his men away.
Li Qingluo was already covered in sweat.
Several old women helped her back to her room and sat her down. "Miss, are you injured? Before the old lady left, she told us to guard the mansion and watch over you, but we really didn't expect the eldest young master to cause trouble for you..."
They were all afraid that if Old Madam Pei found out when she returned, she would punish them.
Moreover, Grandmother would never have imagined that Li Kechuan would go so crazy for Li Qingzhu.
Li Qingluo knew that this matter had nothing to do with them, and that they had indeed saved her at the last moment.
"It's none of the nannies' business. I'll explain it to Grandmother myself. By the way, where did Grandmother go?"
The old lady said, "The old lady received a letter, so she left the general's mansion just after dawn."
Li Qingluo: "Okay, I understand, thank you, nannies."
She can't rely on her grandmother forever, so she has to stand up for herself in order to do what she wants.
To exact revenge, expose the truth behind Li Qingzhu's faked death, and completely sever ties with the Li family.
But how easy is it to do all this?
Before Madam Pei returned, people arrived from the main courtyard.
"Second Miss, Master and Madam request your presence in the front courtyard. Please come with us!"
The butler gestured blankly, but the corner of his eye betrayed his contempt and disdain for her.
Li Qingluo had already anticipated this.
Li Kechuan is the eldest son of the Li family, and I stabbed him, so I can't escape responsibility for this matter no matter what.
However, she did not try to hide the scars on her neck.
"Please lead the way."
Neither Cui'er nor the nanny were allowed to come along, so Li Qingluo was all alone. She followed the steward through a maze of streets for about an incense stick's time before being led to the main hall in the front courtyard.
Li Qingzhu's coffin was placed in a side hall.
However, even standing in the front yard, Li Qinglu could see that everything was white.
White banners for guiding souls, white curtains, and white paper money scattered all over the ground.
Countless maids and servants dressed in hemp clothing knelt before the coffin, sobbing and burning paper money and incense.
Here, Li Chaojing and Madam Qu sat in the main hall. Madam Qu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and Li Chaojing seemed to have aged several years overnight.
Li Qingluo was brought in, and Li Chaojing made her kneel down.
The awe and power he exuded were undeniable.
Li Qingluo knew that if she didn't kneel, Li Chaojing, the head of the family, had plenty of ways to make her kneel.
She didn't want to suffer, so she obediently knelt down.
Li Chaojing had thought she was incredibly unruly, but to his surprise, she was obedient at this moment.
However, when he thought that everything in the General's Mansion today was caused by her, a ruthless glint flashed in Li Chaojing's eyes.
"You beast! Do you truly have no heart? Your brother merely asked you to come and offer incense to Zhu'er. If you were unwilling, so be it. Why did you have to stab her?"
Qu cried softly, “I don’t know what you’re thinking. But Zhu’er has been by my side since she was a child. She’s my darling, my precious treasure. She’s taken care of you and fulfilled your filial duties to your parents. Even if you have a heart of stone, you should at least offer her some incense and burn some paper money, shouldn’t you?”
"My poor Pearl, I truly wish you were the one who fell from my body..."
"Waaaaah..."
Li Qinglu gave a wry smile and forced a smile.
She thought she had truly stopped caring completely.
But at this moment, her heart still ached as if pricked by needles.
Let's make this the last time...
This was the last time she acted so pathetically.
Li Qinglu lifted her braid, raised her head, and revealed the bruises and swelling on her neck.
“Father, Mother. I am not a cruel fratricide, but if I do not fight back, this General’s Mansion will probably have another coffin today.”
She spoke calmly, her tone revealing no hint of grievance or resentment, yet Li Chaojing and the Qu couple still felt a tightness in their chests.
Incredulity filled their eyes.
"How could Chuan'er... how could this happen..."
Violent.
Qu's words of defense were on the tip of her tongue, but she stubbornly refused to utter them.
The wound on Li Qingluo's neck was so shocking to look at!
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