Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress -
Chapter 1234 - 1240: I Want a Divorce with You (3)
Chapter 1234: Chapter 1240: I Want a Divorce with You (3)
When she was young, she was frail and often fell ill. Each time she got sick, her mother would just come to check on her, but it was Nanny Xie who cared for her without rest, personally tasting her soup medicine, talking to her, and telling her favorite stories. Every time she recovered, she would put on several Jin, a testament to Nanny Xie’s painstaking efforts in managing her diet. Yet after each recovery, Nanny Xie herself would be considerably thinner. She was not her actual mother, but in her heart, she was even more dear than her own mother...
Later, as she grew up, she learned about the distinction between the high and the low, the noble and the humble, and that Nanny Xie was just a servant. She could no longer depend on her as she did when she was a child, but in her heart, Nanny Xie remained more dear than her own mother, irreplaceable by anyone...
"Young Madam, please stop crying. The Young Master has come out; he will be angry..." Cui Lu bent over, supporting the crying Wu Xiangyun on the ground, and whispered to her.
Wu Xiangyun had cried to the point of delirium. Upon hearing the words "the Young Master has come out," her eyes shot open all of a sudden, and she got up from the ground, looking tearfully at the man standing at the entrance.
"Why? Why did you have to beat my nanny... to death, alive?"
Mo Zili’s eyes flashed with astonishment. He had only ordered fifty sticks, not expecting it to kill her. He hesitated, "She... is dead?"
Wu Xiangyun nodded with a cold smile, slowly walking towards him, "Yes, she is dead. But I am still alive. Are you going to beat me to death too? To avenge your children?"
Despite the smile on Wu Xiangyun’s face, tears fell like broken strands of pearls from her pale little face, drip-dropping onto the ground. On her little face, there was a look of pain never seen before, a pain that seemed to have reached deep into her heart!
His heart trembled, a sense of panic suddenly overwhelming him as if something in his life was disappearing.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly beat you? I..."
He opened his mouth but did not know how to explain Nanny Xie’s death to her. He really hadn’t intended to kill Nanny Xie; it was just that Nanny Xie had just been caught peeping at him and Du Wanqing, and she had been at the scene of the tragedy but hadn’t stopped it from happening, so his heart was very disgusted with her, prompting the order for fifty sticks.
He really hadn’t intended to take her life!
Wu Xiangyun stopped in front of Mo Zili, her tear-stained little face etched with resolute hatred. She spoke word by word, "Fine, since you are not going to beat me to death, then let me tell you something, Mo Zili. I didn’t push her, and I didn’t kill your children, but you killed the person I held dearest and loved the most. From today on, I will stand against you. I, Wu Xiangyun, swear in this life, I will never forgive you!"
After speaking, she gave him one look and turned decisively to walk toward the corpse of Nanny Xie.
That look, so resolute and indifferent, as if she didn’t want to have anything to do with him in this lifetime. At that moment, Mo Zili felt a sudden severe pain in his heart, as if it were pierced by an arrow!
At this instant, if he still didn’t recognize his own heart, then he was a fool.
His heart ached more, intensely pained by her look, her words. He... had fallen for her!
Wu Xiangyun came to Nanny Xie’s corpse, bent down, and said softly to her face, "Nanny, Yun’er will take you away, away from this ghastly place. We never have to see these people, worse than beasts!" As she stood up, she instructed Cui Lu and Cui Wen, "Cui Lu, go find a carriage. We will move to live in the manor. Cui Wen, inform Cui Ping and Cui Lan to pack up. We are leaving immediately!"
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