No matter who this person is, he must be found out first!

In the previous life, after Li Qingluo died, he heard Li Qingzhu say in person that she had regretted it when the fire started.

He wanted to run away, but was choked by the smoke and fainted at the foot of the wall.

When she woke up, she found that the entire Li family had believed her dead. She felt ashamed and guilty, so she crawled out of the house. She wanted to disappear in the vast world, but because of her injuries, she was saved by Prince Yun.

Li Qingluo smiled coldly.

These words are enough to appease the people of the Li family.

Who with a brain would believe that?

Now that she has her grandmother as a witness, if Li Qingzhu wants to come out and use this excuse again, she will just have to wait to be slapped in the face!

However, in this life, Li Qingluo will no longer sit and wait for death.

She must uncover the truth about Li Qingzhu's fake death first!

It was getting late, and Li Qingluo stayed in his grandmother's courtyard today.

Unlike her previous life when she was thrown into a remote, damp and cold shabby house, this time, when she returned to the general's mansion, she finally had a full meal, covered herself with a soft quilt, and slept comfortably.

The next day, Li Qingluo woke up to the noise.

Although the Li family was heartbroken and unwilling to accept Li Qingzhu's death, they had to face the fact and held a funeral overnight.

Although everyone was heartbroken, the funeral was still carried out quickly.

Therefore, today the house is decorated in white everywhere, including all the servants, who have changed into plain clothes and tied white belts.

Li Qingluo also received a set of plain clothes.

Cui'er came in from outside and said to Li Qingluo with an embarrassed look on her face, "Miss... yes, it's the eldest master. He's here. He's waiting in the yard and asked you to leave quickly.

Li Qingluo: "I understand. Go wait for me outside."

Cui'er went to guard outside the door, and Li Qingluo got up.

Naturally, she would not wear the mourning clothes given by the Li family.

What the Li family gave her was a set of pure white linen mourning clothes. What qualifications did Li Qingzhu have to let them wear hemp mourning clothes for her?

In her previous life, she mourned for Li Qingzhu.

He knelt before the coffin for seven whole days, and except for drinking some water to stay alive, he did not eat a single grain of rice.

Not only did her biological parents not think there was anything wrong with this, they also didn't feel the slightest bit of sympathy for her.

Now, they all seemed to have lost their souls because of Li Qingzhu's death. Li Kechuan was even more shocked and lost weight so much that he was almost unrecognizable.

Even if Li Qingzhu was just playing a trick on them and suddenly came back to life, they were only ecstatic about getting what they had lost back and never blamed Li Qingzhu at all.

Haha, Li Qingluo will no longer expect anything in this life.

But they had no chance of continuing to torture her to balance their inner pain of losing Li Qingzhu!

Not to mention that Li Qingzhu was not dead, even if she was really dead, it was impossible!

Li Qingluo changed into his clothes quickly.

Her clothes were very plain, made of simple materials and plain colors, so even if she wore her own clothes, no one would find anything wrong with her during this period of mourning.

Li Qingluo was about to go out when he heard Cui'er calling anxiously outside the door: "Master, our girl is still dressing, Master——"

"what!"

Cui'er screamed and Li Qingluo immediately opened the door.

Li Kechuan's foot was raised high. If Li Qingluo hadn't opened the door himself, he would have kicked it open.

Cui'er rolled on the ground with a pale face. When she saw Li Qingluo coming out, her eyes were filled with worry.

Li Qingluo nodded to her: "I'm fine, you can go down."

Cui'er got up and wanted to call for help, but was stopped by Li Kechuan's men.

"If you want this slave to inform Grandmother, I advise you not to waste your energy today."

"Grandmother is not at home today!"

"Liu Cao'er, no one will support you today!"

There was viciousness in Li Kechuan's eyes as he walked towards Li Qingluo's room step by step.

Li Qingluo frowned.

No wonder he dared to cause trouble early in the morning, and in this Jingci Hall. It turned out that he was taking advantage of the fact that my grandmother was not around.

It is impossible for Li Qingluo to say that he is not afraid.

There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and Li Kechuan is a martial artist, so he can strangle her to death with one hand.

Moreover, because of me, he had suffered several setbacks in front of his grandmother. I'm afraid he hates her even more now than in his previous life!

It is definitely too late to close the door now.

Li Qingluo could only run towards the door in the opposite direction.

But as soon as she stepped out of the door, Li Kechuan grabbed her neck tightly with one hand and slammed her against the door.

With a loud "bang", Li Qingluo's head hit the door heavily. All the painful and tormenting memories of his previous life came back to his mind at this moment.

She frowned in pain, her lips trembling, but she didn't even utter a single cry.

Li Kechuan lowered his head, pinching her neck tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe. He stared at her with disgust and said, "Why didn't you wear the mourning clothes I told you to wear?"

"What exactly are you dissatisfied with Zhu'er?"

"She's already dead, what else do you want?"

"But it's just guarding the mourning hall for her, kneeling down to burn paper and chant sutras for her. Isn't that what you're supposed to do?!"

"Zhu'er is dead, but you're still alive! You want to enjoy wealth and prosperity in the General's Mansion for her, and rob us of our care and love for her. Don't dream!"

"You are not worthy of this life!"

"You should be Liu Cao'er, you shouldn't come back!"

"You killed her. If you hadn't wanted to come back, why would she be so afraid of losing us? It was you—"

Thinking of his sister's tragic death, murderous intent surged in Li Kechuan's eyes, like a ferocious beast wanting to devour the darkness, and Li Qingluo was just a prey in his mouth at this moment.

Just when he was thinking of strangling Li Qingluo to death, his movements suddenly froze.

Li Kechuan was stunned.

He looked down at his waist and abdomen, and saw a pair of scissors pressed against them.

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