Moreover, he was feeling extremely uncomfortable at this moment.
He and his mother had never spoken a proper word to each other in their lives.
As a child he hated his mother.
When he grew up, he regretted it, but he could never win back his mother's heart which had been broken by him.
Now, they, mother and son, are still like enemies.
Today, even though his mother was not killed by him, he had to watch her being killed...
Li Chaojing also felt bitter in his heart.
Mother, just consider it as something you owe me.
When you didn't strangle me when I was born, you missed your only chance to kill me.
Li Chaojing led everyone to retreat for the time being.
Standing outside the door, he looked into the room with a gloomy gaze and said, "Mom, even if you regret giving birth to a son, he is still your only blood!"
"No matter how much you love Luo'er, she is still a girl and will marry into another family and become his wife."
"But my son is your bloodline, and all his descendants, generation after generation, will be your bloodline."
"You will be buried in the Li family's ancestral tomb after you pass away. Your son will be the one who burns incense and paper for you every year."
"Please think about it carefully. Your son will go to the palace to get you an imperial physician."
As long as Madam Pei didn't say what she should have said, Li Chaojing would not really watch her die.
Li Qingluo: "Mammies, get them out!"
The room soon became quiet, but Mrs. Pei was barely breathing after what had just happened.
Li Qingluo cried, "Grandma, please hold on a little longer. Luo'er will save you and will never let you die!"
Mrs. Pei looked at her helplessly, wanting to raise her hand to wipe her tears.
But now, she couldn't even move a finger.
Li Qingluo knew that he couldn't delay any longer.
"We can't stay in the General's Mansion any longer. Grandmother, Luo'er will help you fight your way out of the General's Mansion!"
After saying that, Li Qingluo helped Madam Pei up, then turned around and carried her on his back.
Aunt Zhang was startled.
"Girl, what are you doing? The old lady can't stand any torture!"
Li Qingluo: "Should I stay here and wait for death, or fight my way out and try to survive?"
She looked directly at Aunt Zhang and questioned her, and Aunt Zhang naturally wanted to survive.
"Okay! I'll listen to you! But, Madam, please let me carry you on your back, okay?"
At this time, Wu Quan, who was following beside them, also said, "Miss, maids, why don't you let me do it? I'm young and strong, and I can run fast."
Li Qingluo didn't let go either.
Instead, he asked first, "How many people are there in Jingci Hall?"
Aunt Zhang: "Including the young lady, there are now fifty-six people."
And almost all of them were the people who were brought back to the mansion when they went down the mountain.
Li Qingluo: "How many of you have martial arts skills?"
Aunt Zhang: "Miss, there are thirty-two skilled ones!"
Li Qingluo: "The general's mansion has hundreds of servants and slaves. Can these thirty-two be killed and escaped?"
Aunt Zhang raised her voice and said, "Young lady, although many of us are not young anymore, we all followed the old lady into battle when we were young! Even if one of us fights ten of them now, it will still be no problem!"
"Miss, I am at your service!"
"Let's fight our way out, let's fight our way out!"
"No one in this mansion has good intentions. If the old lady falls into their hands, I'm afraid it will really be time for her funeral in a few days!"
"Miss, we will risk our lives to escort you and the old lady out—"
The maids expressed their opinions one after another, and each of them had a resolute attitude on their face.
Li Qingluo took down Madam Pei's sword that was hanging beside the bed. "Alright! Even if there's a powerful Li Chaojing, can he really kill all of us?!"
"I'm fighting for my life tonight for my grandmother!"
Outside Jingci Hall, Li Chaojing heard a commotion inside for a while, and then suddenly it became quiet again.
Mrs. Qu couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Could there be any changes?"
Li Chaojing sneered.
He looked at the servants holding torches behind him.
"The servants in the General's Mansion are extraordinary. Even if there are some skilled maids in my mother's yard, can they really turn the tables?"
"If you refuse my toast again, I'll have to knock the door open for you—"
However, before he could finish his words, a rain of arrows shot out from the yard!
…
Outside Jingci Hall, there was chaos and screams of killing.
The people from the second and third rooms had all been scared away long ago. Some of the timid ones jumped directly into the pond, while others hid behind the rockery, wanting to watch the fun but being too scared to die, and hadn't left yet.
All I saw was a few people rushing out of Jingci Hall in the pitch darkness, each of them carrying something on their backs.
Li Chaoan shouted, "It's mother!"
"But, why are there so many mothers?"
I saw four or five people carrying the old lady on their backs. The servants and Li Chaojing didn't know which one to stop for a moment!
Li Chaojing shouted with his sword in hand, "Li Qingluo! What on earth do you want to do? I'm your father. Do you really want to completely break off with me and this General's Mansion?"
Li Qingluo, carrying her real grandmother on her back, was now being protected by Que'er, Ying'er, and several other maids as they walked away.
She turned around and glanced coldly at the numerous figures in the firelight behind her, and said fiercely: "I, Li Qingluo, will avenge today's grudge one day. Just wait!"
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