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Chapter 60 The Abandoned Farm Girl (25)

Du Yanran knew that the reason why she was able to run rampant in the Du Mansion without any scruples was because of her father's love.

If I lost my father's love, and as a concubine, I am afraid that my life in the Du Mansion will be extremely difficult in the future.

Therefore, no matter what, she couldn't let her father get tired of her.

Thinking of this, Du Yanran hurriedly wanted to rush up and grab his father's sleeve to beg for mercy, but Qian Da directly stopped him with his hand.

"What are you doing? Dog slave, get out of the way for Miss Ben!"

Du Yanran didn't dare to do anything to her father, but she didn't look good when facing Qian Da who was blocking her.

She's just a servant, how dare she stop her?
However, what answered her was Qian Da's palm pushing her shoulder, causing her to take several steps backwards before stabilizing her body.

When she wakes up again, with a face full of anger and disbelief, this dog slave, dared to push her just now?

Unexpectedly, before she could yell, the door of her boudoir was shut with a bang, and the sound of locking came into her ears.

Du Yanran rushed forward, trying hard to open the door, but couldn't open it.

"Dog, you dare to bully me? Open the door quickly, I want to see my father. Father, listen to my daughter's explanation. Open the door, open the door for me."

Anxiously, Du Yan slammed on the door, but there was no sound outside the door.

From the shock and disbelief at the beginning, until the voice became hoarse later, fear slowly came to my heart.

How to do?
What should we do now?
If she had known her father would be so angry, she would not have disobeyed him.

Thinking of this, Du Yanran burst into sobs.

However, no matter how much she begged, no one outside responded.

Tired of crying, he fell asleep in a daze.

However, Du Yanran only felt that she hadn't slept for long when the sound of unlocking came.

Hearing the sound of the lock being unlocked, Du Yanran was immediately delighted.

She knew that her father would not be angry with her.

Thinking of this, Du Yanran hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face, endured the numbness in her legs and stood up.

However, as the door was pushed open, an old servant woman with a wrinkled face came in.

She was still holding a steaming bowl of soup in her hand. The reason why Du Yanran knew it was soup was because the strong smell of medicine in the bowl filled her nose.

As long as the sense of taste does not disappear, you know that this bowl is definitely medicine.

When Du Yanran smelled the medicine, her face suddenly changed, and she hid back vigilantly.

"Who are you? What do you want to come here with the soup? Did the person in the Buddhist hall send you here? Let me tell you, even if I am punished by my father, it will not be her turn to make that old woman happy."

There was no way to retreat, Du Yanran shouted at the old servant woman with a shrill voice.

The old servant woman didn't say anything, she just stepped forward, grabbed Du Yanran's face, made her open her mouth in pain, and then directly poured down the soup in her hand.

Du Yanran only felt that the hands pinching her face were like two iron bars, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

But what hurt even more was the soup that was poured directly down the throat.

The decoction should have just been decocted, and the hot decoction was poured down her throat, and Du Yanran's hoarse voice, which was already so hot, could hardly even utter a single word.

Only when there was no drop of soup and medicine left in the bowl, the old servant woman waited for a while before letting go.

As soon as Du Yanran waited for her to let go, she stretched out her fingers and clasped her throat, trying to induce vomiting out of the soup that had been poured into her stomach.

However, before she retched a few times, she felt her stomach hurt like a knife.

Du Yanran suddenly became scared, she didn't want to die, she was still young, she didn't want to die.

As the pain quickly spread all over her body, she rolled directly on the ground in pain.

Soon, a warm current flowed down from her stomach, and the long white dress under Du Yanran was gradually stained with blood.

Du Yanran felt the smell of blood filling the tip of her nose, and wondered in a daze, could it be that she was really going to die?

Seeing her appearance, the old servant woman nodded in satisfaction, picked up the bowl containing the soup just now, turned around and went out the door.

As the old servant went out, two tall and rough servants walked in, stripped Du Yanran clean, changed into clean clothes, and threw Du Yanran on the bed. After covering with a quilt, he backed out directly.

Du Yanran spent a day and a night in such a daze, and then woke up from starvation.

She originally wanted to get up and call for someone, but her whole body seemed to be cramped, and she didn't have the strength to get up at all. When she shouted, except for the slightest sound in her throat, she couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Feeling all this, Du Yanran panicked and wanted to raise her hand to cover her throat, but she couldn't move for a long time.

Thinking of how she was made into this appearance because of being given medicine, Du Yanran secretly hated her.

Don't let her have a chance to stand up, the old slave must suffer a hundred times and a thousand times what she has suffered.

But, of course, all of this was Du Yanran's own overthinking.

Now it is difficult for her to move her body, not to mention that after the old servant did this, Madam Du rewarded her with a sum of money and left the Du mansion.

Du Baicheng didn't expect that under his nose, Mrs. Du could steal the day and change the medicine he gave his daughter Du Yanran to beat the child.

What Madam Du changed was naturally the medicine for not wanting children, but the amount of medicine in her bowl was several times more than normal.

As long as you drink it, even if you don't bleed to death, you will have difficulty giving birth in the future, or you will never be able to conceive a child again, that is very possible.

As for Mrs. Du, it would be a pity if Du Yanran died in such a bloody collapse.

After all, compared to killing Du Yanran all at once, torturing her slowly would make her feel more at ease.

If Du Yanran died so easily, how could she be worthy of the Buddhist scriptures and bodhisattvas she had knelt down over the years?

Knowing that his daughter had taken the medicine and the child was aborted, Du Fu didn't care about anything else, and concentrated on dealing with Yang Yu and finding the whereabouts of the informer.

Yang Yu was full of confidence at first, but Du Yanran didn't show up when Du Yanran was supposed to come.

His heart skipped a beat, and he went out for a walk, only to find that Master Du had returned.

Yang Yu was both happy and a little worried. He was happy that he could finally meet people face to face, but he was also worried that the big guys knew about the matter between him and Du Yanran. How great is it to put Miss Qianjin to sleep?

But does he dare to smile like that in front of Master Du?
He didn't even dare to let Mr. Du know about his relationship with Du Yanran.

While he was feeling uneasy, Master Du didn't come to ask questions.

Yang Yu's originally worried heart finally calmed down slowly.

But she felt sorry for Du Yanran not coming to him anymore.

Could it be that after so many days, Du Yanran's feelings for him are only mediocre?
(End of this chapter)