Fast Travel: Please take care of the wronged villain from all dimensions

The old lady paused for a moment and said softly: "Besides, now that she is no longer naughty, as a sister, you should be more tolerant and understanding."

This sentence was like a heavy hammer on Gu Quchang's heart. She didn't want to understand this little devil at all.

But her grandmother's words immediately made her burst into tears, but she didn't make any sound.

On the contrary, Gu Xiyue burst into tears. Her cries were full of endless grievances and sadness, as if they were a lonely performance late at night.

The old lady quickly comforted her: "Don't cry, dear. As a sister, you should be humble to my sister in everything."

However, Gu Xiyue's tears could not stop flowing down. She said with grievance, "Grandma, I just want that thing."

Gu Quchang once again expressed her wishes firmly: "Grandma, this is mine, I don't want to give it to you."

Her tone revealed unswerving determination, as if it were an indestructible fortress guarding her inner independence and dignity.

The old lady's eyebrows furrowed and she snorted coldly, "Since you think this thing is more important than my sister, then burn it."

Gu Xiyue burst into tears, rushed over and snatched the brocade bag, and glared at Gu Quchang fiercely, "Don't burn it, it's mine!"

The afterglow of the sun shone on Gu Quchang's face, and there was a hint of suppressed pain in her brows. She tried hard to hide her emotions, but her stiff expression couldn't deceive people's eyes.

Gu Xiyue opened the brocade bag, and inside were crystal clear sugar pills, like sweet temptations.

She deliberately threw the sugar pill on the ground and crushed it with the toe of her shoe contemptuously, as if trampling on Gu Quchang's dignity.

Gu Quchang's anger was like a wild beast, out of control.

She is just a young child, and no matter how sensible she is, she will not be able to control her emotions even if she gets angry.

She pounced on Gu Xiyue without hesitation, and the two small figures intertwined in the sun.

The maids and wives ran toward them in horror, trying to break up the sudden scuffle.

However, their good intentions only made the chaos even more uncontrollable.

The old lady looked at this chaotic scene and yelled at them, but her chest kept rising and falling, pointing at Gu Quchang, just like the six-year-old girl who had done heinous things. A big maid took control of Gu Quchang's body, and the old lady held Gu Xiyue in her arms.

She stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Gu Xiyue's eyes, "Don't cry, grandma knows that Yue'er is feeling wronged."

"Yueer is not wronged." Gu Xiyue said with tears in her eyes.

Mrs. Gu patted her shoulder lightly and said, "Good boy, go change your clothes first."

"Yeah~" Gu Xiyue nodded, "Yue'er went first, grandma remembered to cook egg custard for Yue'er."

Gu Quchang was restricted from movement by a maid. Before Gu Xiyue left, she waved the brocade bag in front of Gu Quchang's eyes.

The old lady stopped Gu Xiyue at this time, "Yue'er, give grandma the brocade bag."

Gu Xiyue came back and gave the brocade bag to the old lady.

The old lady took the brocade bag, looked at it, and then said with a smile, "Qu Chang, you need to be sensible."

"Bring a brazier."

Gu Quchang shook her head, "No! No, grandma!"

Gu Quchang struggled and resisted desperately, refusing to hand over the brocade bag. The brocade bag was her only hope.

But how could a child's strength match that of an adult? She watched the brocade bag being thrown into the brazier and turned into ashes.

At this time, the two people standing on the roof said angrily, "How can you treat a child like this?"

He glanced at Xihuan again, "Aren't you going to help?"

Xi Huan began to chant the incantation, and an invisible veil enveloped the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

"This little girl is quite suitable for practicing the ruthless way."