The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

The next morning, the sky was overcast. The weather was bad, and my mood was not much better.

When they heard that the kind and gentle Xiaomu had passed away suddenly, the two little girls, Lu'er and Ruyue, cried like tearful people, causing Yang Qianqian to shed a lot of tears with them.

Although he was laughing and cheerful in front of Luo Suixi just now, his heart was still shrouded in deep sorrow.

A living person fell down right in front of him, never to get up again.

That kind of shock, that kind of feeling, how many years has it been since I last experienced it?

She is a doctor, luckily not an oncologist, otherwise she would probably have to face death every day.

But as doctors, how many of you have never faced death?

But there are some things that you cannot necessarily accept just because you encounter them often.

Especially death.

She can remain calm in front of strangers or patients, but it may not be so easy for her friends and relatives.

Yang Qianqian got up early and changed into plain clothes with Lu'er Ruyue. She didn't sleep well the whole night, and was always worried about whether Xiao Zhiyuan could make it through this. As a result, she woke up in the morning with a haggard face.

"Miss, let's go!" Lu'er helped her up and walked out.

Yang Qianqian looked at the expressions of the two girls and knew that they had also not slept all night and still looked sad. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

When they arrived at Xiao's house, they saw Fu Liu standing outside the house, dressed in plain clothes and looking exhausted. Seeing the three of them, she forced herself to greet them: "Boss, Sister Lu'er, Sister Ruyue, you are here?"

"How is he?" Yang Qianqian was most concerned about the person in the room.

Fu Liu sighed, "After you left, the master kicked me out. No matter how I knocked on the door, no one answered. Later, he asked me to find some high-quality wood, saying that he wanted to make a memorial tablet.

It was the middle of the night, where could I find it... Luckily I was in a coffin shop and saw some leftover wood from making coffins, so I asked the owner to make a memorial tablet for me, and I came back in the morning!"

Although Fu Liu's tone sounded a bit complaining, she really cared about Xiao Zhiyuan from the bottom of her heart.

Otherwise, it would take a lot of courage for a girl to go to a coffin shop in the middle of the night.

Thinking of this, Yang Qianqian couldn't help but knock on the door: "Zhiyuan, are you in there? I'm Qianqian, open the door!"

The door opened with a creaky sound, which stunned Yang Qianqian, who thought it would take a long time.

Xiao Zhiyuan in front of her was still wearing dark clothes and looked haggard. When he saw her, he said lightly, "Come in, come in!"

That kind of indifference and alienation made Yang Qianqian feel depressed.

But thinking about his current mood, he no longer cared and walked through the door.

It turned out that the desk in the room that was used as Xiao Zhiyuan's desk had been cleaned up.

There was something covered with a red cloth on top. Judging from its height and the sawdust on the ground, it must be a spirit tablet.

"Why is it covered with red cloth?" Yang Qianqian was a little surprised. "Did you carve the words yourself?"

"Ok!"

Xiao Zhiyuan stared at the spirit tablet in a trance, and the voice seemed to be floating in the air.

"In my hometown, when a girl who has not done anything wrong dies, her tablet will be covered with red cloth to show her innocence..."

Yang Qianqian looked at him blankly. She knew that the things he experienced in his childhood must have left a deep shadow in his heart, a mark that would never be erased in his lifetime.

"Zhiyuan, aunt is the most innocent, and her heart is the purest.

Don’t think about the past. Auntie’s spirit in heaven definitely doesn’t want you to remember it all the time. I understand. Although it’s difficult, you should try your best…”

"What do you know?!"

Xiao Zhiyuan turned around and looked at her coldly, "You don't understand anything. How can a rich lady like you understand the fickleness of human nature and the vicissitudes of the world?!"

"I...you know what kind of life I live in the Yang Mansion. Having a father is the same as having no father. You at least still have a mother, but I don't even have a mother..." Yang Qianqian muttered softly.

"Hmph, have you ever worried about your three meals a day? Have you ever woken up from the cold in the snow? Have you ever fought with someone over a piece of coal?

Has your mother ever washed other people’s smelly socks just to give you two copper coins to buy steamed buns?

Has your mother ever gone to sleep with the old man just to give you a bowl of white rice? ! ! ! "

Xiao Zhiyuan finished a long paragraph in one breath, his eyes were red, he took a breath, and sneered: "If not, you have no right to persuade me, you have no right!!!"

Yang Qianqian gasped. Could sadness really make a person say something so reckless as to hurt the person he or she cares about the most?

Well, a sad person is in a bad mood, so what he said is understandable, so let’s not bother with him.

So she chose to bow her head: "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"Just because you say 'I don't know', you think you understand me? Just because you don't know, do you have the right to comfort me?!" Xiao Zhiyuan's face was as ferocious as a madman.

Yang Qianqian took a deep breath: "You are not thinking clearly now, let's talk about it later, I don't want to quarrel with you!"

Looking back, she saw the two little girls had already cried beside Xiaomu. After crying for a while, Ruyue wiped her tears and said, "Lu'er, let's help Master wipe his body and change his clothes!"

Lu Er looked back at Yang Qianqian and Xiao Zhiyuan: "Miss, Mr. Xiao, let's help Auntie change her clothes!"

"Stop!" Xiao Zhiyuan rushed forward, "Why do you touch my mother? What qualifications do you have to touch her?"

The two little girls were startled, took a step back, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Zhiyuan, Lu'er and Ruyue meant well. Even if you disagree, you shouldn't scold them!"

Yang Qianqian couldn't stand it anymore. It was still the same principle. You could scold her as harshly as you wanted, but you absolutely couldn't scold the people around her!

"Good intentions?" Xiao Zhiyuan sneered, "Two lowly girls, are you qualified to wipe my mother's body?"

"Xiao Zhiyuan!!!" Yang Qianqian yelled, "You are simply unreasonable!!"

After that, he pulled Lu'er and Ruyue over and said, "Let's go. Don't pay attention to this lunatic!"

After saying that, he angrily pulled the two girls away.

Fu Liu sighed, walked into the room and looked at Xiao Zhiyuan: "Sir, why do you treat the shopkeeper like this?"

"Mad, I am a madman!"

Xiao Zhiyuan grinned strangely and walked forward to hold Fu Liu's shoulders.

"It's good that she left. She left cleanly. Hahaha, how good it would be if Yang Qianqian didn't exist in this world, Fu Liu, how good do you think it would be?"