The Reborn Girl Wants to Kill Me

Li Dazhu never expected that a delicate and soft woman would fall from the sky.

The Duke asked him to come over last night, but he didn't know why. He never thought it would be such a good thing.

He scratched his head and grinned innocently.

Song Jingshu was still screaming hysterically, and she was in extreme despair.

How come it was someone else? Why not Ji Yanli?

Li Dazhu tugged at her and said, "Hurry up and go thank you first."

Song Jingshu slapped him in the face excitedly.

"Thank you? What are you thanking me for? Tell me! Why are you here? Where's the Duke? It was the Duke last night, right?"

She still held onto a glimmer of hope and asked with a trembling body.

Unfortunately, Li Dazhu shook his head: "How could it be the Duke? The one you had sex with was me."

Song collapsed.

She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and ran out barefoot.

Ji Yanli did it on purpose. He wanted to destroy her.

Song Jingshu finally realized the fact.

She couldn't believe it. She had clearly come here to repay her gratitude, so why did Ji Yanli treat her like this?

She wanted to leave here, yes, she wanted to leave quickly.

Song Jingshu was in a panic, looking like a madman, and he went all the way to the gate, where he was slapped by Dazhu Niang who had followed him.

"Asshole! How dare you act wildly in the Duke's Mansion? I think you are tired of living! Don't even think about involving our family!"

She slapped him a few more times, but Song Jingshu was no match for her. He was stunned and was dragged away by his hair.

Well, seeing Song Jingshu’s condition, Li Dazhu didn’t dare to take her with him to express his gratitude, so he went to find Ji Yanli alone.

Li Dazhu's family were all born in the Xin'en Mansion. He was a groom and had no worries about marriage, but his mother was a well-known fool. Girls were afraid of being bullied by his mother if they married him, so the marriage was delayed.

He really liked Song Jingshu. He had noticed this quiet but gentle girl a long time ago. Li Dazhu felt very satisfied to be able to marry her.

After kneeling to thank Ji Yanli and getting three days of leave, Li Dazhu returned to his home, which was a row of servants' rooms behind the Xin'en Mansion. His mother was washing clothes in the yard. Li Dazhu and his mother hung the washed sheets on the wire before going into the house to find Song Jingshu.

Song Jingshu was gagged with a cloth by Dazhu's mother and tied to the bed. Li Dazhu frowned and hurried over to untie her.

He originally thought that his mother had gone too far, but as soon as he took the cloth out of Song Jingshu's mouth, Song Jingshu bit Li Dazhu's wrist with a ferocious expression, and blood instantly flowed from his wrist.

He screamed in pain, but Song Jingshu bit even harder. Seeing that the piece of flesh was about to be bitten off, Li Dazhui couldn't help but slap her on the back of the neck. Song Jingshu felt pain, and Li Dazhui finally pulled his wrist out.

But the piece of flesh was now only connected to the skin, dangling precariously from the wrist.

"If you dare to hurt my son, I'll beat you to death!"

Dazhu Niang hit Song Jingshu hard with a broom. Song Jingshu covered her head and ran away, but was kicked over. The dirty broom hit her again and again, as if it was a blow to her proud self-esteem. Song Jingshu closed her eyes and cried, and the hatred in her heart deepened.

She did nothing wrong, but they treated her like this. She would not let them go!

Afterwards, Song Jingshu seemed to be scared by the beating. She became quiet and helped Dazhu's mother to wash clothes and cook. Occasionally, she would smile sweetly at Li Dazhu, making Li Dazhu think that she had settled down to live a stable life with him, and persuaded his mother to relax her control over Song Jingshu.

After secretly observing Song Jingshu for a few days, Li Dazhu was completely relieved.

On the other side of the village, the paralyzed Ji Lan'er, the emaciated Ji Yannan who looked like he had been drained of his life force and had turned into a skeleton and was dying, and Ji Wenbin who had become a cripple due to overwork and tuberculosis, were discussing going to find Zhang. They couldn't live any longer and wanted to find someone to take care of themselves.

Before they could take any action, Zhang came to them.

She wore heavy makeup and cheap powder, and looked more than twenty years older.

As soon as they met, she threw herself into Ji Wenbin's arms and begged him to save her.

"Xin Enli is your son. Please go and beg him to let us go. I really can't live anymore. I'm dying."

Zhang contracted a serious illness and was locked up in the lowest basement, receiving countless patrons every day. She felt so much pain and regret.

Ji Wenbin's own illness was contagious, but he was also afraid that Zhang's disease would be transmitted to her. Upon learning of her condition, he pushed her away and frowned in disgust.

"You shameless woman, get out of here!"

Ji Lan'er and Ji Yannan also looked at her coldly, and the disgust in their eyes completely hurt Zhang.

She was so disheartened that she found a hemp rope and hanged herself outside the manor that night.

The manager of Zhuangzi felt that it was unlucky, so he had her body thrown into a mass grave. As for Ji Wenbin and others, he ordered them to be beaten and thrown out.

The Duke said that since these people were half dead, his mission was completed, and even if he drove them out now, they would not cause any waves.

After being kicked out, Ji Wenbin was penniless and wanted to find Ji Yanli. Zhang was right. Ji Yanli was his son. Could he really ignore him?

But Ji Lan'er and Ji Yannan disagreed. It was not that they disagreed to go find Ji Yanli, but that they disagreed with Ji Wenbin leaving them behind to go find someone alone.

Who knows whether Ji Wenbin will send someone to pick them up after he enters the mansion? If they were in their shoes, they would definitely not pick him up. It would be easier if a father with tuberculosis died outside. They thought that Ji Wenbin thought the same.

Ji Wenbin indeed thought so.

Wasn't the conflict between him and Ji Yanli caused by Zhang and the children? Since he wanted to soften Ji Yanli's heart, he certainly couldn't bring these two people over to be an eyesore. Besides, wouldn't it be a joke if he brought two useless people back to the mansion?

The three of them spent two days like this, thirsty and hungry. Finally, after Ji Wenbin's repeated assurances, Ji Yannan and Ji Lan'er gave in and untied the ropes that tied them to Ji Wenbin.

He arrived just in time. Ji Yanli was about to take a carriage out of the city. At the city gate, he recognized the carriage of Duke Xin'en's mansion and limped over.

The carriage was spacious and luxurious, and the interior was filled with incense, giving it a sweeter smell than usual.

Ji Yanli was playing with the jade pendant with a deep look in his eyes. When he saw him, the corner of his lips curled up into an ambiguous smile.

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Song Jingshu paced back and forth nervously, earning several glares from Dazhu Niang. After a while, Dazhu Niang couldn't help herself and threw the rag in her hand onto the table:

"Walk, walk, walk! I'm getting dizzy from all the walking! Can't you see there's so much work to do? Damn it! What kind of woman did my son marry? She's such a glutton and lazy! If you keep slacking off, I'll smack the rag in your mouth!"

Song Jingshu glanced at her, sneered, and turned to go into the house.

Once Ji Yanli dies, Ji Yannan will have to take over the Xin'en Mansion. When that happens, she will definitely throw this dead old woman into the cesspool and drown her.

Dazhu's mother was still cursing in the yard when a group of soldiers rushed in. Her face turned pale, she wiped her hands and stepped forward: "Sir, what's going on? My Dazhu has done nothing wrong."