Not long after Mother Qiao left, Fu Ling arrived.
When seeing Fu Ling again, Xue Zhiyi was still a little dazed.
Fu Ling is not old. Even though she has given birth to three children, her skin is still as white as snow and her figure is slim and well-proportioned.
Years of worshipping Buddha have given her eyes and brows a look of compassion.
It’s a pity that in the previous life, this compassion was not willing to be given to Xue Zhiyi at all.
Seeing Xue Zhiyi in a daze, Fu Ling frowned and placed his hand on her forehead: "Did you catch a cold after falling into the water?"
The sudden touch made Xue Zhiyi choke in her throat. She raised her eyes and looked at Fu Ling with tears in her eyes.
Even though...even though she hated Fu Ling, in her previous life, Fu Ling was her closest person after all, the mother she relied on the most since she was a child.
Caught off guard, she threw herself into Fu Ling's arms.
Fu Ling was stunned.
She just felt that her daughter, who always acted like a spoiled child to her, was a little strange this time.
"Zhiyi, what's wrong?"
From an angle that Fu Ling couldn't see, a tear suddenly slipped across Xue Zhiyi's eyes...
"Mother." Xue Zhiyi's voice was nasal. "When I fell into the water, I had a dream. I dreamed that Mother didn't want me anymore."
Fu Ling's eyelids twitched: "...It's just a dream, why are you imagining so much?"
"Mother..." Xue Zhiyi's breathing slowly stagnated: "Will you... not want me?"
For a moment, Fu Ling felt his heart skip a beat: "What did you say?"
Xue Zhiyi's eyes darkened slightly: "Nothing."
She still remembered how Fu Ling had taken Fu Rongxin's hand in front of her in the Dali Temple prison and said to her lightly, "Zhiyi, the Xue family is a clean family. We cannot have a daughter who has been a prostitute. It's time for us to return to our respective families. You can protect Rongxin from this evil. It will be a token of your mother's love for you over the years."
What's funny is that on the day of the house search, Fu Ling took the other female members of the family to the Buddhist temple to pray for blessings. Only Xue Zhiyi, who was waiting to be married, did not follow them, and thus fell into the hands of the Dali Temple.
She nearly died under torture in the Dali Temple, but she never revealed their whereabouts.
But in the end, it was the person she protected with her life who thought she was dirty...
Xue Zhiyi closed his eyes and held back the tears.
She must be crazy at this moment. In her previous life, she knew clearly that Fu Ling was ruthless and selfish, vicious and hypocritical, so why did she ask such meaningless questions?
She stood up from Fu Ling's arms, and in an instant, the ripples in her expression disappeared.
After being reborn, she should understand that this woman who has been her mother in two lives has never been sincere to her from the beginning to the end.
Looking at Fu Ling, she thought to herself: We were once mother and daughter, and this embrace was just a parting of ways. From now on, she would personally send Fu Ling into the abyss, and would never give her the slightest chance to abandon herself again, as she had done in her previous life...
It was clearly only early autumn, but for some reason, Fu Ling felt cold all over, which made him feel uneasy.
The next moment, Xue Zhiyi smiled softly, his eyebrows curved and his eyes were bright.
While I was distracted, I heard a maid running into the room in a panic: "Oh no! Miss... Oh no!"
The person who came in was a maid with a bun of two braids, a round face and round eyes. At this moment, her breathing was fluctuating and her eyes were red.
Fu Ling frowned: "Su Yue? What are you so anxious about?"
Su Yue almost cried out: "Second Miss...she beat Mother Qiao to death! Mother Qiao is dead!"
"What did you say?!" Fu Ling covered his chest in shock.
"Su Yue, please explain clearly what is going on!"
Xue Zhiyi opened his eyes wide, and his expression of pretended surprise was a little exaggerated.
Su Yue trembled, "Madam, Miss... I heard someone say that the Second Miss, for some reason, insisted that Madam Qiao was disrespectful to her and had someone slap Madam Qiao. Who knew... Madam Qiao suddenly fell to the ground and was no longer breathing!"
"How ridiculous!" Fu Ling stood up, his chest heaving.
Xue Zhiyi burst into tears immediately: "Mother, Mother Qiao has taken care of me for many years. Even if she has no merit, she has worked hard. Mother must seek justice for her!"
"The master has already gone to the Second Miss's Feiluxuan. Does the Madam want to go too?"
Fu Ling snorted coldly, and before he could respond to Xue Zhiyi, he hurriedly left Jiangxuexuan.
"Miss..." Su Yue was still in shock, tears still on her face: "Mother Qiao..."
Seeing Fu Ling leave, Xue Zhiyi raised his hand to wipe the chubby little face. Unable to hold back, he pinched it again: "Mother Qiao always bullies you. Why are you crying so sadly?"
Su Yue has been serving Xue Zhiyi since she was a child. Although she looks dull and stupid, she has the best temper and heart.
Su Yue muttered, "She just likes to take advantage of her age and is a bit greedy, but her crime doesn't deserve the death penalty. The Second Young Lady is too cruel. She's arrogant on a daily basis, but I didn't expect she would actually dare to beat someone to death. I don't know how Mother Qiao offended her..."
Seeing that Su Yue was still standing up for Qiao's mother, a trace of sadness flashed across Xue Zhiyi's heart, which was originally filled with joy.
This little girl thinks too highly of others.
In her previous life, after Mother Qiao attracted the soldiers, Su Yue tried her best to protect Xue Zhiyi. During the struggle, she was stabbed to death by the soldiers.
He held his breath, staring intently in Xue Zhiyi's direction, muttering, "Miss, run away quickly..."
As Xue Zhiyi thought about it, his nose felt sore and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.
Today, I can be considered to have avenged Su Yue.
"Don't be too sad, Miss. Madam will definitely seek justice for Mother Qiao!"
Xue Zhiyi sighed. Of course, she was not sad for Qiao's mother.
Mother Qiao probably would never have imagined until her death that the brocade box contained a pair of blue and white mandarin duck tea cups, but she had broken one of them in advance.
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