Aojiao Wangye's palm treasure

Chapter 527

"Take it away!" Ji Shi roared.

"Yes, ma'am." Hearing Ji's lion's roar, the maid and the mother dragged the cook and Lin Xuerou out of the yard abruptly, the mother kept begging for mercy, and Lin Xuerou kept shouting that she was not her own. , no pain.

"Ma'am, what's going on here?" Lin Hongru suddenly appeared just as the begging and roaring of the nanny and Lin Xuerou resounded in the courtyard.

"Master Xiang——" Seeing Lin Hongru, Ji threw herself into Lin Hongru's arms with tears in his eyes, and said intermittently: "Our daughter. Our daughter is dead—— woo woo woo"

"What?" Lin Hongru was stunned when he heard the four words that his daughter was dead.

"It's her, it's this vicious woman who changed our daughter, and she viciously threw our daughter into a mass grave before our daughter was born—she is also a mother, why is she so vicious, woo woo Woo." Angrily, Ji pointed at the cook who was caught by the nanny and complained angrily.

"Is what madam said true?" Lin Hongru asked sullenly, staring at the cook with a gloomy face.

Although Lin Hongru is a civil servant, he is capable of worshiping the prime minister because of his strength. Seeing his gloomy face, coupled with the gloomy eyes, the cook was so frightened that he begged for mercy again and again: "Master, please forgive me, and the slaves will also listen to you." Please forgive me, please don’t sell my daughter to the Goulan Courtyard, all the crimes will be borne by me alone, my daughter is innocent, Xiangye—"

Although Lin Hongru's expression made the kitchen feel terrified, being a mother is strong. For Lin Xuerou, the cook is willing to take a risk. She will die anyway. As long as she can keep her daughter, it's nothing for her to sacrifice her life.

"I don't allow it. She killed our daughter. I want this poisonous woman to pay for her life. I want her to die in peace. I want to sell her daughter to the Goulan courtyard, where thousands of people will sleep on it." Ji said angrily.

"Master Xiang, Rou'er is also your daughter, Master Xiang, how can you have the heart to push her into the pit of fire?" Seeing Ji's insistence, the cook began to play the bitterness card.

But she underestimated Lin Hongru's love for his wife. If she didn't love her deeply, how could she insist on not taking a concubine after her wife had nothing to offer? The cook's card of bitterness was wrong.

"Just do what Madam ordered." Seeing his wife crying hoarsely, Lin Hongru was heartbroken. Damn cook, her daughter is a human being, and their daughter deserved to be thrown into a mass grave as soon as she was born. ?It is simply devoid of humanity.

"Yes, Master Xiang." After Lin Hongru gave his orders, the servant girl and the nanny no longer showed mercy, and dragged the two of them out of the small courtyard regardless of their struggle.

"Master Xiang, our daughter has such a hard life, she died at such a young age, it's all my fault, why did I pass out back then, why—" Ji thumped her chest heavily, crying with self-reproach road.

Hearing such bad news, Lin Hongru was also in pain. He didn't know how to comfort his wife, so he could only hug her tightly and let her cuddle in his arms to vent the pain of losing his own flesh and blood.

After the cook and Lin Xuerou were dragged away, only Ji's crying could not be heard in the yard for a long time.

The overwhelmed Ji cried directly in Lin Hongru's arms and passed out. Looking at his wife who had fainted in his arms, her eyes were swollen bigger than walnuts, and her face was pale, Lin Hongru bent down and hugged her up. , strode out of the small courtyard, and ran towards the courtyard where they lived. When they met a servant on the road, they quickly ordered: "Go and ask the doctor."

(End of this chapter)