Lianzi didn't want to believe it, and she used trembling fingers to feel the boy's breath, but there was no warmth at all. Her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.
"How did you die?"
"How could you die?"
"You said you would marry me, how could you just leave me like this?"
"No, you won't die. You're lying to me, right? Yes, you must be lying to me."
Lianzi murmured, as if possessed by a demon. She scrambled to her feet and shook the boy, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. "Rengui, stop joking. Open your eyes and look at me. I can't stand being frightened. Please, don't scare me, Rengui, Rengui, don't leave me."
Lianzi hugged the boy's slightly cold body tightly, crying loudly, almost unable to breathe.
Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Ye Ying, her eyes red. "Madam, this is all my fault. I am the one who deserves to die. You shouldn't have punished Rengui. You shouldn't have let him die."
Ye Ying seemed to be blind to the sadness in front of her. Her eyes were indifferent and calm like dead water, without the slightest fluctuation.
She spoke, her already harsh voice carrying a chilling chill: "You indeed deserve to die, and he is the one who deserves to die. As a servant who disobeyed, I beat him to death, and now, it's your turn."
There was a noise at the gate. Ye Ying glanced at it and said, "Take her up and beat her to death."
Ye Qingyue was brought to the main courtyard. As soon as he stepped in, he heard his mother's voice and the resounding words "beat to death with a stick".
The dead Rengui was thrown to the ground at random, and Lianzi was forced to sit on a stool, with a man standing on each side, holding a board in his hand.
With a "bang", the board fell on Lianzi's body.
Lianzi's hands were clenched tightly, veins bulged on her forehead, and her teeth were tightly biting her lips. She was obviously in extreme pain, but she didn't scream.
Her eyes were a little empty...
"Mom, what are you doing? What did you do to Rengui? Why did you hit Lianzi?" Ye Qingyue roared. She was no longer calm. Her usually cold and indifferent face was full of fear.
She wanted to go towards Lianzi, but was held back by two strong maids.
"Let me go, please let me go. Don't hit Lianzi. Don't."
Ye Ying's face grew colder as she casually said, "Rengui and Lianzi are servants, but they are disobedient. We in the Ye family cannot tolerate such people. They will be beaten to death."
Ye Qingyue didn't understand why she could say the word "beating to death" so lightly. She only knew that she couldn't bear to watch Lianzi being beaten to death. She had always treated Lianzi as her sister since she was a child. How could her mother just beat her to death with a stick?
"Please let me go." Ye Qingyue struggled desperately, disregarding her image. Her clothes were disheveled, and even her hair was scattered. "Mother, please don't be so cruel. Please let Lianzi go. Please, I beg you. I kneel down and beg you."
A few days ago, facing Ye Ying's forced marriage, Ye Qingyue, who had been resisting, finally knelt on the ground, tears rolling down his face: "Mom, I beg you."
Ye Ying remained indifferent: "I'm cruel? No, it's you who's cruel. It's you who made them disobey. Even if they die, it's because of you."
Ye Ying's words were like the sharpest knife stabbing Ye Qingyue's heart, and blood flowed out instantly.
"Miss...Miss..." On the other side, Lianzi had been beaten with more than thirty boards, and the beating was still going on. The blood had stained the clothes on the lower body red.
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