Feng Xiaoya closed her eyes and opened them again, everything was gone, neither happy nor sad.

"You provoked Xiaohui on New Year's Eve last year and said that my father had an affair with her. His father died of vomiting blood on the spot." Xiaohui was the name of his wife.

Qiu Jiang finally got the answer.

But I found that it was better not to know.

Since that day, Grandma Yue and A Xiu's attitude towards her has completely changed.

They used to talk about her behind her back, and they all said she was pitiful. Now they all said she was hateful.

Yes, a mere concubine, who was so angry that her father-in-law could be executed according to the law. Feng Xiaoya did not kill her, but just put her in house arrest in a villa, which was considered kind.

What's more, her father-in-law is not an ordinary person.

Grandma Yue wiped her tears and said, "The Prime Minister has passed away... If this news spreads, everyone will be so sad."

"Because it's a family scandal, I'm hiding it? The Eleventh Lady had an honest face, but she didn't expect to be a poisonous woman! She dared to slander the Prime Minister! The Prime Minister was honest all his life and was for the country and the people. How could he be disgraced with the eldest lady? I was so angry that I was so angry that I didn't want to serve such a person!"

A Xiu did what he said, and since then, he will never go into the house again.

Grandma Yue is a little better, but she is not as careful as before.

Qiujiang is in the cold water and cold rice, slowly simmering it with hunger and fullness.

She was erect and weak.

A Xiu thought, she was about to die. Such a person would only suffer if he lived, so he might as well die.

Time flies, and a year has passed quickly.

Qiu Jiang was always breathing and was alive half-dead.

A Xiu thought, this person could really endure it.

In March of the following year, when the winter snow began to melt, Grandma Yue said that there was a guest coming and asked A Xiu to avoid it.

A Xiu was very shocked. There were actually guests in this kind of place. He was very curious, but he could only stay in the house and wait. He looked through the gap in the window and saw two men and women.

The two of them went straight to Qiu Jiang's yard, obviously to see her. But they didn't enter and didn't talk to her. They just took a look and left again.

Afterwards, A Xiu asked Grandma Yue who the two were. Grandma Yue shook her head: "Young Master didn't say anything, she just said she was a distinguished guest, so she must not be neglected."

A Xiu thought that he was probably a relative of the Eleventh Lady, but he found this, so why didn’t he just take her away?

It seems that the young master really plans Mrs. Guan to be punished for the rest of her life.

Thinking that he would spend his whole life in this extremely cold villa, A Xiu was very desperate.

Then another year passed without any waves. The snow on Yunmeng Mountain accumulated and melted, and the weeds grew and withered, and they grew and grew.

It's the third year in a blink of an eye.

A Xiu calculated the day and it was July of the sixth year of Huazhen.

Qiu Jiang still looks like she is wandering in the sky.

July in Yunmeng Mountain is still warm, but Axiu has already stocked up a lot of firewood and charcoal to prepare for the upcoming cold winter.

On that day, Qiu Jiang sat in front of the window, staring at a stone in the yard, with a strange look.

When A Xiu walked past the courtyard, she found that she was crying.

Two lines of tears slid silently from her face. Although her facial features were still dull, there was a little smell of human fireworks in her pupils.

A Xiu snorted in his heart, it was soon the Zhongyuan Festival. It was time for the master to worship the prime minister. This woman still has the face to cry!

Qiu Jiang cried for a long time.

There was no moon that night, and the thunder sounded and it rained all night.

While yawning, A Xiu walked to Qiujiang's room with the hard steamed buns that had been overnight, put the steamed buns on the ground, and kicked the door: "It's time to eat."

She turned around and left.

It was noon again. She walked to the front of the porch with the random batter of rice and found that the steamed buns were still on the ground and did not move.

A Xiu said angrily: "Oh, you're still angry and don't eat it? Then don't eat it!" He immediately took away the steamed buns and rice paste.

The next day, Grandma Yue asked, "Why haven't you been going to deliver food to your wife?"

"She refuses to eat."

"It's her business if she doesn't eat it. Should we give it or not?"

"I don't want to spoil that kind of woman!" A Xiu was still indignant.

Grandma Yue sighed: "I don't like her either. But she is the Eleventh Lady whom the young master and Ming matchmaker has married. If one day I think of her and find that we are harsh on her, we will deal with it at that time..."

A Xiu was persuaded, and the two of them came to the courtyard with their food together, and found that the doors and windows were closed and everything was in bleakness.

Grandma Yue knocked on the door, but no one responded, so she pushed open the door.

The door was empty and there was no one.

Grandma Yue was shocked and searched everywhere, but could not find Qiu Jiang.

Qiu Jiang is gone.

She ran away.

I took nothing. There were no gold, silver, fine and soft clothes, and food.

A Xiu couldn't help but wonder: Why didn't she take some valuable things? A woman, penniless and weak and sickly, can she escape?

Then I thought: Why do you have the face to escape? It turns out that he is a restless bitch!

A few days later, the master came to inform her that she and Grandma Yue could finally go down the mountain.

A Xiu was arranged to enter the main house, and only after he learned from the maids in the main house that the young master fell ill. The day after Qiu Jiang was sent up the mountain, the young master couldn't get up. On the day Qiu Jiang was sick, he forced his illness to climb the mountain. After returning, his condition worsened and he has not been able to stay.

In other words, Qiu Jiang went up the mountain for three years, and the young master was sick for three years.

This time, the news of Qiu Jiang's disappearance was sent, and the young master vomited blood on the spot.

No way? A Xiu thought: Young Master really likes that unpretentious woman?

"Of course!" said the maid in the main house, "Since the young master married the Eleventh Lady, he has been with him, and he is inseparable. There is only her in his eyes, and there is no other wife. If it weren't for such a big thing, the young master would never have sent her away. Moreover, sending her up the mountain is to protect her!"

A Xiu was shocked. She served the Eleventh Lady for three years but didn't realize that she had anything to do with her.

When I recalled, it was all Qiu Jiang walking hard step by step with a cane.

Qiu Jiang was basically a useless person when she was sent up the mountain and could not move his hands and feet.

Later, I don’t know when, slowly, I would dress myself and combed my hair to eat, and then I could walk...

A Xiu suddenly felt palpitations.

Ask yourself, if you are so ill, will you still be able to escape and dare to escape? The answer is clear.

What a bad woman...

It hurt the young master's heart, killed the old man, and finally escaped.
Chapter completed!