Chapter 94 Ji'er is dead

Mingchun came back to report quickly.

"It was the young lady..." She called out subconsciously, and then quickly changed her words: "It was Madam Lu who sent someone back to get something."

"Which Madam Lu?"

As soon as she asked, Liu Qiuqiu understood immediately.

She looked at Mingchun with a scrutinizing look, and suddenly smiled.

"You just called Su He Madam? And you said she sent someone back to get something? Back to where? To the Lu Mansion?"

Ming Chun panicked and explained quickly: "I...I said the wrong thing in a hurry. I hope you will forgive me, Auntie!"

"I didn't expect that you have served me for so long, but you are still thinking about Su He, your old master?" Liu Qiuqiu murmured slowly. After putting Ji'er in the fence, she walked to her side, rolled up her sleeves, and slapped her without saying a word!

"Auntie, spare me, Auntie, spare me!"

Ming Chun was slapped hard and staggered, but she didn't care about the pain. She knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

I remember that when she first served Liu Qiuqiu, she had a bad temper, but she only cursed and scolded him verbally, and never did anything else.

Soon after Ji'er was born, Lu Yanxiu rarely came to Tingyuxuan. Although he always spoke softly to Ji'er and Aunt Liu every time he came, there were still some differences in the details.

This made Liu Qiuqiu even more dissatisfied.

One day, Mingchun served Ji'er all night without rest, and forgot to prepare Liu Qiuqiu's bath in the morning, so she was beaten by her.

After that, whenever Mingchun was dissatisfied and needed to vent, she would be beaten and scolded countless times, and the old scars had not healed, and new wounds formed.

That's why she looked scared and terrified after Liu Qiuqiu slapped her.

"It's all my fault for being so mean! It's obviously my aunt who has the final say in the mansion now, so how can there be any problem with Su He? My aunt is magnanimous, please don't bother me!"

Mingchun closed his eyes and knelt on the ground. After begging for mercy, he didn't hear Liu Qiuqiu's reply for a long time.

Suddenly, her voice rang out.

But it was so terrifying.

"I'm just punishing you, why are you so flustered? Okay, get up." Liu Qiuqiu sat down on a low chair, then picked up a piece of cake and fed it into her mouth. Her eyes fell on the sleeping Ji'er, and her cruel eyes flickered slightly.

"Mingchun, you have served me for so long. Even if you have no merit, you have worked hard. I really shouldn't lose my temper and scold you so often. I will never do that again in the future."

Mingchun was terrified and dared not raise her head. She timidly replied, "I am worthless and worthless. I am always waiting for your orders."

Liu Qiuqiu stared at her strange smile and said, "In this case, go to the end of Cuiliu Lane in the east and buy me a bowl of chestnut fruit."

Mingchun dared not neglect to leave here. After agreeing, she left Tingyuxuan without looking back.

The room was so quiet.

Little Ji'er whimpered from time to time, and her cute little hands waved in the air, very well-behaved.

Liu Qiuqiu finished the cakes on the plate in silence, wiped her hands on her clothes a few times, and walked over.

The shop selling chestnuts at the end of Cuiliu Lane is Liu Qiuqiu's favorite. It is said that when she lived in the villa, the young master would buy some every now and then to please her.

Mingchun just wanted to avoid staying outside for too long, in case he was delayed and Liu Qiuqiu would be unhappy.

After hurrying for half an hour, he finally returned to Tingyuxuan.

The yard was quiet.

Mingchun stood outside the door holding the wrapped chestnuts and looked out, but he didn't see Liu Qiuqiu. From a distance, he saw Yier lying on the bed, without making any sound, as if he was asleep.

Mingchun walked inside while muttering, "Auntie Liu is really something. She didn't even wait for the young master when he was asleep. What if he fell off the bed...ah!"

With just one glance, the chestnut fruit in his hand was knocked to the ground.

How could the baby on the bed be asleep?

His eyes were tightly closed, and there were two deep red bloody marks on his neck. He sniffed and smelled, but there was no sound!

Mingchun was so scared that his legs went weak, and he hurried out to call for others.

Who knew that as soon as he ran to the door, Liu Qiuqiu came up with a gloomy face.

"What's wrong with screaming and shoving?"

Mingchun felt that a disaster was imminent when he saw her. He knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes and cried, "Young Master... Young Master is not breathing!"

"What?"

Liu Qiuqiu hurried in to check.

Indoors.

Ji'er's face was dark blue, and his body was still warm, but the marks on his neck were so cruel that it made people shudder.

"My child, my Ji'er!"

"Wake up!"

It happened that Mrs. Yang was following behind Steward Lin to monitor and happened to pass by Tingyuxuan. She heard the shouting inside and followed in to see what was going on.

"What's going on?"

As soon as she entered, Liu Qiuqiu seemed to have found a backer. She held the breathless Yi'er in her arms, pointed at Mingchun and cursed: "You killed Ji'er! You must be holding a grudge against me, so you took it out on him! Give me back my child!"

Mingchun was kicked to the ground by her, and he defended himself with all his might: "I am innocent! I just returned to Tingyuxuan, and before I had time to catch my breath, I saw the young master sleeping beside the bed. I was thinking about the young master. " The young master was delicate and afraid that he would fall to the ground and get scared. But when she went forward to see him, she found that he was already... dead!"

She picked up the chestnuts scattered on the ground in a panic, held a few in front of Liu Qiuqiu, and said tremblingly: "Aunt, look, the chestnuts are still warm! If I hurt the young master, how could I go to Cuiliu Lane, one mile away? How could I come back in half an incense stick of time?"

After listening carefully, Aunt Yang found that it was true.

There was only one chestnut shop in Cuiliu Lane around the Lu Mansion. If she was delayed, she would not be able to come back for a while.

But...

Aunt Yang went forward and took a look.

The young master was really gone.

Liu Qiuqiu paced back and forth in the room holding his body, cursing Mingchun a few times.

"You hate me for beating and scolding you, so you vent your anger on the child! You have been wanting to do this for a long time, right? You have been wanting revenge for a long time, right?"

Mingchun cried loudly: "I didn't! I didn't!"

"Come here! This maid is vicious and persecuted the baby. Send her to the Dali Temple quickly and give my son justice!" Liu Qiuqiu raised her voice and quickly led Liu's group over.

Seeing them, Liu Qiuqiu knelt down in front of Liu holding Ji'er, tears streaming down her face: "Grandma! Ji'er is gone, Ji'er is gone!"

Liu stretched out her hand to touch the child's cheek, the warmth had gradually receded, and he had long since died.

She felt relieved. She had known that this child was a disaster and it was not a solution to keep him. Now

it's just right that he is dead... "Since it was the maid who caused the trouble, hand him over to the government office for trial." Liu said lightly, deciding Mingchun's life or death.

His eyes moved to Liu Qiuqiu again. Although his tears could not stop falling, there was no sincerity in his eyes.

How could Liu, the old fox, not see her thoughts?

Mingchun's eyes were dizzy, and he fell to the ground. Then he was carried out of the house.