She didn't move, just looked at Ye Qingyue, and kept muttering the word "Miss", and the light in her eyes became dimmer and dimmer.
Ye Qingyue's heart was filled with growing fear. The overwhelming darkness enveloped her. She called out in a hoarse voice, "Lianzi."
She was still kneeling on the ground, begging Ye Ying: "Mom, please, don't hit me anymore. I will do whatever you say. I will marry Cao Cheng."
"It's too late." Ye Ying glanced in the direction of Lianzi and said lightly.
Ye Qingyue's body suddenly froze, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Lianzi.
There, the little girl lying on the stool, the light in her eyes completely dimmed, slowly closed, her lips without a trace of blood moved, only the word "Miss" came out, but she could no longer utter it.
Her eyes closed completely.
Lianzi is dead.
Ye Qingyue stared at the direction of Lianzi, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away in an instant. He fell to the ground, looking miserable.
Scenes about Lianzi flashed before her eyes one by one.
Seven-year-old Lianzi, with two round buns on her head, timidly called Ye Qingyue "Miss" when she first met her. She looked at her with her curious, round eyes and added, "I'm older than you. I will protect you."
Lianzi came back from outside, took out the hot pastry wrapped in a handkerchief, smiled and whispered: Miss, this is the pastry you like that I bought secretly.
When she saw Lian Zi, who was just beginning to fall in love, and the embroidered purse, her face and earlobes turned red.
Lianzi sneaked into the woodshed, with red eyes, and said with heartache: Miss, you have lost weight, I will help you.
The person who was so lively in the morning has now closed his eyes forever.
What the mother said was right. It was all her fault. Two lives were lost in one go. If she had accepted her fate, they would not have died.
Perhaps, before long, Lianzi will have married Rengui, and they will live happily ever after.
And now, she has become the executioner.
"Haha..." Ye Qingyue's tears fell, and he laughed loudly towards the sky. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.
There was blood at the corner of her lips, she closed her eyes and fainted.
“Sister Yue…” Ye Ying finally lost her temper and pounced towards Ye Qingyue.
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At the government school, Chen Ci suddenly felt a wave of palpitations in his chest. The pen in his hand fell onto the paper, spreading layer upon layer of ink.
He was distracted for a moment, opened the book, and saw the letter inside.
Qingyue, believe in yours, how are you doing in Ye Mansion?
In the blink of an eye, two more days passed.
"Doctor, how is she?"
"Miss Ye was too sad, and her moods fluctuated too much, which damaged all her internal organs and led to her voice loss. As for when she will recover, it depends on the situation. She is now closed in her own world and cannot get out. She still needs your guidance. It cannot be cured by medicine." The doctor glanced at the person on the bed and sighed slightly.
The girl lying on the bed had no expression on her face, no anxiety in her eyes, and her face was pale and bloodless.
She lay there quietly, like a soulless, lifeless puppet.
After the doctor left, Ye Fulang burst into tears and slapped Ye Ying, saying in a hoarse voice, "Why did you do this? Why? Don't you know that she is the most affectionate? Do you really want to force her to death?"
Ye Fulang didn't expect that Ye Ying would find a reason to get him away and beat Rengui and Lianzi to death.
Ye Ying smiled gently: "Husband, who am I doing this for? I am doing this for the Ye family."
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