The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

Before he could react in his stunned state, the scissors had already risen and fallen as Li Qingluo raised his hand. The moment Li Kechuan let go and leaned back, his other hand quickly raised to block it.

The scissors pierced Li Kechuan's sleeve and pierced his arm.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining the white robe red and spilling all over the ground.

"You want to kill me—?"

Li Kechuan was so shocked and furious that he forgot to move and react, because he never expected that Li Qingluo, such a lowly person, would dare to stab him with a knife!

Li Qingluo looked at the blood on the tip of the knife and stepped back.

If she had not been more careful and hid the scissors in her sleeves when she was getting dressed, she might have died in his hands again!

Having escaped death, Li Qingluo endured the intense discomfort and gasped for breath.

She covered her red neck and sneered, "Why, you're only allowed to kill me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"

"Li Kechuan, since you're so reluctant to see Li Qingzhu die, why don't you commit suicide to accompany her? Why don't you go to the underworld to find her? Maybe she's still waiting for you."

Li Qingluo stared at Li Kechuan and said these words.

Her eyes were dark and translucent, and even Li Kechuan could not ignore the hatred in them.

Does she hate herself?

How dare she have the nerve to hate him?

Why?

Who does she think she is?

"Then you have to die first--" Li Kechuan stretched out his bloody hand, trying to grab Li Qingluo again.

But Li Qingluo was prepared this time. She bent down nimbly, ran quickly towards the window, and then jumped out nimbly.

She grew up freely in the mountains and worked hard in the fields, so her reaction speed and physical strength were different from those delicate ladies who grew up in a standard environment.

Seeing her actions, Li Kechuan was stunned for a moment.

Then he scorned her in his heart: She is so vulgar, how can she look like a lady from a noble family?

Rather than letting her live and bring shame to the Li family in the future, it would be better to let her pay for Zhu'er's life as soon as possible!

Li Kechuan thought viciously in his heart, and followed him out with murderous intent.

Hearing the noise, several maids from the main house of Jingci Hall came over.

Li Qingluo immediately ran towards the maids. The maids were shocked to see that Li Qingluo was holding a pair of scissors with blood stains on them.

"Oh my God! What happened to the girl? Where did this blood come from?"

Immediately afterwards, Li Kechuan jumped out of Li Qingluo's room.

There was already a large red patch on his arm. When the maids saw it, what was there to not understand?

"Young lady, you are confused! That's the eldest son of the Li family!"

Li Qingluo could only hurriedly explain: "Madams, I am also trying to protect myself. Li Kechuan has gone crazy, please help me stop him!"

Sure enough, Li Kechuan reached out to grab Li Qingluo.

Apparently, he completely ignored the maids.

I thought they were just ordinary women.

Therefore, he only needed to wave his hand and the maids and servants he brought with him could deal with these maids.

And Li Qingluo is just something in his pocket!

Therefore, when the maids not only protected Li Qingluo, but also beat down all the people brought by Li Kechuan, Li Kechuan's face completely changed.

As expected, my grandmother is from the Pei family, and the maids around her all have such skills!

Li Kechuan had no choice but to swallow his anger.

He clutched his still-bleeding arm tightly and raised the corner of his lips coldly at Li Qingluo: "I won't fight with my grandmother's nanny, but you are finished."

Li Qingluo also looked at him expressionlessly: "If you have the guts, come and take my life."

Anyway, she had nothing to begin with.

But this life.

Even if he died in this life, he would make them, let Li Kechuan, regret what he did today to the point of being heartbroken!

Li Kechuan snorted coldly and led his men away.

Li Qingluo was already sweating profusely.

Several maids helped her back to her room and sat her down. "Miss, are you injured? Before the old lady left, she told us to guard the house and keep an eye on you, but we really didn't expect the eldest young master to quarrel with you..."

They were all afraid that Mrs. Pei would come back and find out and punish them.

Moreover, my grandmother would never have thought that Li Kechuan would go so crazy for Li Qingzhu.

Li Qingluo knew that this matter had nothing to do with them, and they did save her at the last moment.

"Never mind the maids' business. I will explain it to Grandmother myself. By the way, where did Grandmother go?"

Nanny: "The old lady received a letter, so she left the general's mansion at the beginning of the morning."

Li Qingluo: "Okay, I understand. Thank you, maids."

She couldn't always rely on her grandmother, so she had to be strong enough to do what she wanted.

Revenge, expose the truth about Li Qingzhu's fake death, and completely cut ties with the Li family.

But how easy is it to do all this?

Before Madam Pei came back, people arrived from the main courtyard.

"Second Miss, the Master and the Madam would like you to go to the front yard. Come with us—!"

The housekeeper gestured with a numb expression, but the corner of his eyes could not hide his contempt for her.

Li Qingluo had expected this.

Li Kechuan is the legitimate son of the Li family, and he stabbed him, so he cannot be separated from this matter in any way.

But she didn't hide the scar on her neck.

"Please lead the way."

Neither Cui'er nor the nanny was allowed to follow, so Li Qingluo was alone. He followed the housekeeper around in circles and walked for an incense stick's time before being brought to the front yard lobby.

Li Qingzhu's coffin was placed in the side hall.

However, Li Qingluo could see from the front yard that everything was white.

White soul-guiding banners, white tents, and white paper money scattered all over the ground.

Countless maids and servants in linen clothes knelt in front of the coffin, sobbing and burning paper and incense.

Here, Li Chaojing and Qu were sitting in the lobby. Qu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and Li Chaojing seemed to have aged several years overnight.

Li Qingluo was brought in and Li Chaojing asked her to kneel down.

The majesty and intimidation in his eyes was unquestionable.

Li Qingluo knew that if she didn't kneel, Li Chaojing, the head of the family, would have plenty of ways to make her kneel.

There was no need for her to suffer, so she knelt down obediently.

Li Chaojing originally thought that she was very unruly, but he didn't expect that she was so obedient at this moment.

However, when he thought that everything that happened in the General's Mansion today was caused by her, a hint of cruelty flashed in Li Chaojing's eyes.

"Evil beast! Are you truly heartless? Your brother only asked you to come over and light a stick of incense for Zhu'er. If you didn't want to, then that's all. Why did you stab him?"

Qu cried softly, "I don't know what you're thinking. But Zhu'er has been by my side since she was little. She's my sweetheart, my treasure. She's been your daughter, your filial son to your parents. Even if you have a heart made of stone, you should still burn some incense and paper for her, right?"

"My poor Zhu'er, mother really hates you, you are the piece that fell off my body..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

Li Qingluo smiled bitterly and pulled the corners of his mouth.

She thought that she really no longer cared about it.

But at this moment, her heart was still filled with pain as if it were being pricked by needles.

Just treat it as the last time...

For the last time, she was so cowardly.

Li Qingluo lifted her braid, raised her head, and exposed the bruises and swelling on her neck.

"Father, Mother. Luo'er is not a cruel brother-killer, but if Luo'er had not fought back, I'm afraid there would have been another coffin in this General's Mansion today."

She spoke lightly, and there was clearly no grievance or resentment in her tone, but Li Chaojing and the Qu couple still felt a tightness in their chests.

There was disbelief in the eyes of both of them.

"How could Chuan'er... be like this..."

Violent.

The words of defense came to Qu's lips, but she refused to utter them.

Because the wound on Li Qingluo's neck was too shocking!