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Chapter 17 You Are Not My Sangsang

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Upon seeing Aunt Xu being carried back, Qin Su was "horrified" and hurriedly went forward to help her.

Aunt Xu's face was deathly pale, and she was limp and weak, as if she was about to collapse.

The old woman beside her held her chin slightly higher, looking haughty.

“Aunt Xu accidentally broke my aunt’s favorite hairpin and was punished by kneeling for several hours.”

When the topic of "breaking the hairpin" came up, Aunt Xu's mouth moved as if she wanted to say something, her eyes filled with grief and indignation.

"Third Miss, it's all because you disobeyed that your aunt is suffering."

Qin Su, who had been tearfully clinging to Aunt Xu's hand in a performance of "deep mother-daughter affection," twitched at the corner of her mouth upon hearing this. She looked up at the old woman who had spoken and, before she could react, slapped her across the face.

"You got beaten up because you're so foul-mouthed, do you accept that?"

The old woman was shocked and almost instinctively wanted to slap Qin Su, but Qin Su was faster. After hitting her, she rushed back to Aunt Xu and whispered, "Faint."

Aunt Xu was quite clever; although she didn't understand what was happening, she quickly closed her eyes and fainted.

Qin Su's voice suddenly rose: "Mother!" This made the old woman's hand, which was about to strike, freeze in place, unable to come down.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Mother, don't die! What will I do if you die? Mother—"

The girl cried miserably, tears streaming down her face, as if her mother had truly died.

The old woman who brought the person back was surprised and instinctively tried to shift the blame: "She was fine just now, she was faking it..."

Qin Su suddenly looked up, and the fierce look in her eyes made the person who was speaking jump, and the last half of the sentence got stuck in their throat.

The girl's resentful gaze swept over the three people in front of her, and she said, word by word, "If anything happens to my mother, even if it costs me my life, I will never let those who harmed her get away with it!"

Although the old women weren't afraid of her, they still instinctively retorted upon hearing this: "Third Miss, don't slander us! It was clearly Aunt Xu's own illness that caused her to faint; we didn't harm her!"

Qin Su: "Whether it's slander or not, the government will make a judgment!"

This was an implication that they were going to report it to the authorities. Regardless of how the old women reacted, even Aunt Xu, whose hand was being held by Qin Su, trembled.

But she wasn't finished: "The death of one concubine might cover it up, but what if both mother and daughter die together? I refuse to believe there's no law in this world!"

The girl spoke fiercely, but her tears flowed even more fiercely, clearly indicating that she had been pushed to the limit and had no choice but to fight back.

The old women wanted to say something more, but fearing they might really push her too far, they could only push and shove as they left: "Third Miss, please calm down. There are some things you can't just say carelessly."

"That's right! What does it have to do with us if Aunt Xu is so useless?"

Qin Su ignored them and gently shook Aunt Xu, crying, "Mother, wake up, sob sob sob, Mother..."

Liu Ying watched from the tree, and couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

This mother and daughter are just too pitiful. They're daughters of a prime minister's family, yet their lives are so miserable...
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Aunt Xu was only pretending to be asleep, but after Qin Su helped her back to her room, she unknowingly fell asleep.

I slept until midnight, when I was awakened by waves of hunger.

"Who?"

As soon as she moved, she saw a dark figure sitting at the head of the bed, which startled her.

A girl's gentle, tender voice rang in my ears: "It's me."

She breathed a sigh of relief and scolded, "You brat, why didn't you say anything? You scared me to death—"

With the slightest movement, a sharp pain shot through her knee. She recalled what had happened before she went to sleep: "Bitch, that bitch from Qingqiu Courtyard! And those snobbish servants, they all deserve to die!" "Does Mother want revenge?"

The gentle words drifted on the night breeze, causing Aunt Xu, who was in the middle of scolding, to pause: "What?"

"I said, Mother, don't you want to trample those who bullied you underfoot?"

The girl's tone remained unchanged, yet in the dark, deserted night, it seemed to carry an endless allure.

These words instantly ignited Aunt Xu's anger: "How can I not think about it? But what's the use of thinking about it? Who told you to be a girl? If you were a son, who would dare to bully me like this, um..."

The unfinished insults and accusations were gently and slowly pressed against her neck by a slender hand.

Aunt Xu reached out to pull away the hand that was choking her neck; she could hardly breathe.

Qin Su asked softly, "Is Mother quiet now?"

After she finished speaking, she let go. Aunt Xu leaned over the headboard and coughed violently, tears and snot streaming down her face, as if she were coughing up her lungs.

"Who are you? You're not my daughter! Who are you, you...uh..."

Her unfinished words were pressed down by the hard pillow. She tried to scratch with her hands and struggle with her legs, but her knees, which had been kneeling all afternoon, were powerless.

Just as she was losing her breath and thought she was about to die, the pillow in front of her was suddenly removed, and a large amount of air rushed into her lungs.

She breathed deeply, as if she had just escaped death.

A girl's voice, somewhat unclear, came from afar:

"Of course I am your daughter. Besides me, who else in this world would care about you?"
I just don't want to live this miserable life anymore. Didn't my mother think the same way before?

Aunt Xu gradually calmed down, her eyes blurred with tears as she turned to the elegant and gentle young girl beside the bed. The hair on her forehead was damp, indistinguishable between sweat and tears, yet she still vehemently shook her head in denial.
"You're not my daughter, you're not..."

Qin Su: "I am your daughter. As long as you behave well, Mother, I will give you everything you want."

As she spoke, she stood up gracefully: "Mother, think it over carefully. I'll come to see you again tomorrow."

Qin Su walked to the door, opened it, and a breeze blew in, billowing her thin gauze robe. The pale moonlight illuminated her snow-white face, making her look like a female ghost.

Aunt Xu struggled to prop herself up, glaring at Qin Su with fear and anger:

"You are not my daughter! You are not Sangsang! What kind of wandering ghost have you come from that possessed my daughter's body? I'm going to find a Taoist priest to exorcise you!"

Qin Su turned around, a mocking and cold smile on her face:

"If even your mother can abandon her childhood sweetheart who is already engaged for wealth and status, isn't it normal for me, as your daughter, to become like this?"

Aunt Xu was terrified, as if struck by lightning.

No, her Sangsang, her daughter wouldn't treat her like that.

impossible……

Qin Su ignored her, turned and left, and "kindly" closed the door behind her.

If it were the original owner of this body, she would definitely stay up all night by Aunt Xu's side, applying medicine for her and taking care of all her needs.

But she is Qin Su.

[Aunt Xu's emotions were extremely volatile; the host's words had deeply affected her.] the system said.

Qin Su hummed in agreement and walked away.

(End of this chapter)