Favoring the concubine and killing the wife? She divorced the concubine and lived with her concubine

Mother Xu brought a basin of warm water into the room, wrung out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off the pale-faced Madam lying on the bed. "Madam, you must get better. If you collapse, what will happen to the young lady?"

She put the handkerchief back into the basin, scrubbed it, wrung it dry, and took it out to wipe.

Xiao Lan was annoyed by the noise. She opened her eyes, looked around, and then closed them again.

...Or is it here... again?

She knew there was no one because there were still bruises on Mother Xu's face.

"Xu..." Xiao Lan opened her mouth with great effort. Her mouth was sticky and uncomfortable because she hadn't drunk water for a long time.

Mother Xu was wringing a towel. When she heard Xiao Lan's voice, she thought she was hallucinating. But when she saw Xiao Lan looking at her with her eyes open, she was sure. She was overjoyed, but she couldn't help feeling sad. An ugly expression twisted across her face.

"Madam, you have suffered greatly."

"water……"

Mother Xu held the kettle and cup and poured water for Xiao Lan.

One cup, two cups, until the third cup Xiao Lan finally recovered.

"How long have I slept?"

"Four days..."

It was shorter than she expected because she had a very long dream.

She dreamed she had returned to modern times and woke up in a hospital ward. Her parents were worried around her, and she complained and cried. For the first time, she expressed her dependence on her parents and her own powerlessness.

And now, the dream is over, and she is back here again.

"Madam, the old woman has been preparing for your funeral these past two days. Now that you're awake...they..." Mother Xu had previously been respectful to the Sun family. After all, they were her son-in-law's family, and she had never publicly embarrassed them. Now there was nothing to worry about. She had cursed them countless times in secret these past few days, sincerely cursing them every day.

Xiao Lan knew that Xu's mother was worried that there would be murderous intent there again. This was the second time. The first time, it was done secretly, the second time, it was blatant.

Now that I am not dead, how far will I go the third time?

Xiao Lan knew that even if he died here, he could not go back.

That dream was her farewell.

She sat up, exhausted from four days of drowsiness, and could not even sit steadily. Mother Xu brought a quilt for her to lean on.

Every autumn rain brings a chill. It should have rained in the past four days, and the weather has become cooler. Xiao Lan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"Where's Sun Shaohua?"

"Sun Shaohua is at He Xiaoniang's place. He Xiaoniang is going to give birth in a month. She said she has abdominal discomfort, so she asked Doctor Wang to see her." Mother Xu also called people by their names.

"Shall we let you out of the yard now?"

"Moli and Haitang can go out of the yard every day, but the old servant cannot go out because there are people standing at the door." Mother Xu was helpless.

"Call Jasmine over." Xiao Lan reached for a cup and asked, "Has Xin'er gone home? Or Cuizhu?"

Mother Xu didn't dare to answer, but she had to. She handed over the cup and nodded with tears in her eyes.

"This old slave will go and call Jasmine."

Xiao Lan drank the slightly cold tea in her cup, thinking that Xin'er was going to suffer again, and this time it might be even worse than the last time. She wondered if that little child could bear it.

When Jasmine came in, she looked unhappy. Xiao Lan naturally knew the reason and sent Mother Xu out, leaving only the two of them in the room.

"What do you want, Madam?" Jasmine curled her lips, unwilling to look at anyone. She didn't want to live long anyway.

Jasmine was smart; she had heard the noises in the house that day. She had a clear idea of what had happened. She was part of the Xiao family's dowry, so could she return home safely?

Of course not. What good life would she have if she stayed? The last time she wanted to leave, at least Xiao Lan was still alive. This time, she also saw it clearly.

She knew it, and Xiao Lan knew it too.

"Call Sun Shaohua over." Xiao Lan said bluntly.

"Madam, are you kidding? Nowadays, people in our courtyard are lucky to have some porridge to drink. How can you want to see the master?" Jasmine felt that Xiao Lan was just dreaming.

What were you doing before? Now you know to ask the master for help.

"Now that I'm dead, you can't live either, but I'm trapped here and can only die. As long as you call Sun Shaohua, I can survive!" Xiao Lan reached out to pull Jasmine and took her hand in his own, "I believe you have a way." Xiao Lan raised his eyes and looked at Jasmine, his eyes still firm.

Jasmine looked at the eldest daughter in front of her who was once regarded as the apple of the eye in the Xiao family, but now she had fallen to such a state that she asked for a slave.

She had been with Xiao Lan since she was five years old. At the Xiao residence, she had lived a carefree life with the eldest daughter, but when she came to the Sun family, she had to live a difficult life with Madam Sun. This was what Mother Xu said, "Prosperity is shared by all, and adversity is shared by all."

As Jasmine left the yard, Mother Xu came into the house.

"Madam, what do you want Jasmine to do?" Mother Xu looked worried. Before entering the house, she noticed that Jasmine's expression was not very good.

"Call Sun Shaohua." Xiao Lan supported himself and put his feet on the ground.

"Mother Xu, help me change my clothes and put on my makeup."

"How could he..." Mother Xu wanted to persuade her, but seeing Xiao Lan's determination, she couldn't bear to persuade her anymore.

The bronze mirror on the dressing table has been carefully polished, and Mother Xu takes good care of it, so it is particularly clear.

For the first time, Xiao Lan took a closer look at herself.

In fact, the original owner looks the same as his previous self, but he also looks different.

Xiao Lan used to have neat short hair and was decisive and capable. Due to years of fitness, she had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, a tight figure, a rosy complexion, and her eyes always showed confidence and determination.

But now, the self in the mirror is thin and weak, with a pale face, and because of the dress, he looks much more delicate, without the previous fierceness.

Fortunately, the gaze remains the same.

"Lighter lip color...lighter rouge...lighter eyebrows..."

The makeup was done in a short while. It was simple and elegant, with a hint of fragility from illness in the softness.

Xiao Lan was very satisfied with Xu Mama's cooking skills, so she sat at the table, asked Xu Mama to make a pot of tea, and waited quietly for Sun Shaohua.

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Jasmine left the yard and originally wanted to go to He Xiaoniang's place, but after thinking about it, she changed her route and went to Sun Shaohua's study.

She knew that everyone in the house was Yu Mama's people, and if anyone informed her, she would be in trouble.

So she walked carefully all the way, and finally arrived at the study door, and found a place on the side where she was not visible to others to hide.

Sure enough, after a while, Sun Shaohua brought Chi Yu to the study. For some unknown reason, he sent Chi Yu away and went into the study alone.

With the right time, place and people, as soon as Sun Shaohua entered the house, Jasmine followed him in.

Sun Shaohua was startled by the sudden appearance of Jasmine and took a few steps back. Seeing who it was, he shouted angrily, "How dare you! What are you doing!"

"Master!" Jasmine didn't kneel down. Instead, tears slowly fell from her eyes as she looked at Sun Shaohua with sorrowful eyes. "My wife is dying. I only ask to see you one last time!"

Her tone was gentle and sad, not irritating, but rather pitiful. On the way here, Jasmine thought of a thousand different ways to beg, and finally chose the one that best suited the master.

The master is lustful, but he is not good-looking enough, and he doesn't want to sell himself for Xiao Lan, so seduction is not an option.

The master hated people who were noisy and liked people who were submissive, so she chose a compromise. She saw He Xiaoniang often act this way.

Seeing that the visitor's tone was gentle and pitiful, and not annoying, Sun Shaohua was patient.

"Madam wants to see me? She's awake?" Sun Shaohua sat down at the desk. Compared to the fact that Xiao Lan was awake, he was more surprised that Xiao Lan wanted to see him.

Jasmine quickly followed, standing beside the table, keeping a close but not too close distance. She replied softly, "Yes. I'm awake. I wanted to see you the moment I woke up, Master."

"She said that when a person is about to die, he or she will know who he or she cares about the most." Seeing that Sun Shaohua did not answer, Jasmine quickly added a few more sentences.

She twirled her handkerchief with both hands, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she glanced at Sun Shaohua's face from time to time, looking nervous and timid. This trick was used by He Xiaoniang once when she was talking bad about Xiao Lan outside the door, and Jasmine remembered it.

Seeing her expression, Sun Shaohua didn't want to embarrass her. What bad intentions could a little girl have? She looked quite pitiful.

What's more, he also wanted to see if the arrogant Xiao Lan could still rock comfortably in the rocking chair.

"Well, after all, we were husband and wife, so let her die in peace."