"Who's playing tricks there? Show yourself!"
"I'm not afraid of you, not afraid of you..."
Ouch! That hurts!
"Stop smashing! Stop smashing!"
The louder An Piao'er yelled, the more a large rock seemed to come out of nowhere and smashed towards her head.
An Piao'er's head is practically turned into a pig's head from being hammered!
She covered her head; blood was flowing down her forehead.
An Yuan'er spoke up, saying, "An Piao'er, this hairpin of mine is under a spell; you can't wear things that have been stolen."
"Do you think I'll give the hairpin back to you just because you say that? I'm not falling for it."
An Piao'er refused to believe it and held onto the hairpin tightly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh──
Several large rocks hurtled toward An Piao'er's head, too fast for her to dodge.
"Ouch! That hurts so much!"
An Piao'er was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face.
Madam Lihua felt sorry for her daughter: "Piao'er, why don't we get rid of this hairpin? This hairpin is really strange. After Mother gives birth, all the good things in the house will be ours. There's no rush."
“But Piao’er likes this hairpin…” An Piao’er touched the bump on her head and chickened out!
Frustrated by her unfulfilled desire, An Piao'er angrily ripped off her hairpin and threw it on the ground: "What good things don't I have? I don't care about your rubbish, An Yuan'er."
An Yuan'er sneered: "You'd better keep your word and never covet what's mine. Today's lesson is just a warning!"
An Piao'er gritted her teeth in hatred, wishing her mother would give birth tomorrow. With their grandmother backing them up and their only younger brother, they could walk sideways in the An family.
Ouch! My stomach!
"Piao'er, it seems like Mother is really having a miscarriage."
Even with such a large belly, Madam Lihua is still restless; she's in so much pain that her face has turned pale.
An Piao'er panicked: "Mother, you can't be hurt! This pregnancy is very precious, don't scare Piao'er."
An Piao'er was so smug just a moment ago, but now she's panicked and all she can do is scream.
What's the use of calling it that?
An Yuan'er was annoyed by what she saw, so she called out to the servants outside: "Madam has had a miscarriage and needs a doctor. Send someone to fetch a doctor. Also, find a few people to carry the sedan chair and take Madam back to Huacai Residence."
"This servant understands."
The servants were in a flurry of activity, afraid of making a mistake; they couldn't afford to take responsibility for this pregnancy.
The courtyard was very noisy, and An Yuan'er found it too noisy and prepared to return to Li Ting Yuan.
*
Along the way, An Yuan'er was still thinking about the hairpin.
She doesn't believe in ghosts or gods; someone must be helping her in secret. But who is it?
She kept turning back to look at herself, trying to find the person behind her.
But—
The person behind him was well hidden, and An Yuan'er could never catch him.
She racked her brains, and a mischievous smile crept across her lips.
Thump! Bang!
An Yuan'er fell heavily onto the grassy patch where the grass was thicker and it wouldn't hurt as much.
Then she started playing dead, remaining completely still.
The second child followed behind, watching from a distance...
What's wrong with Miss An?
He threw a stone to test it, but it still didn't move.
He panicked; his master had told him to protect them thoroughly. How could they have collapsed so suddenly?
His luck is just too bad.
The second brother emerged from behind, approaching with a dejected face, and reached out to check An Yuan'er's breath.
He prayed silently: I hope there is still hope.
Just as her hand reached out, An Yuan'er seized the moment when the second brother was preoccupied with worry and grabbed his hand.
"Who are you? Why are you following me?"
The second brother thought he was a member of the Dark Guard, but he was careless and fell into the hands of a little girl.
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