In a courtyard with two entrances in the north of Fenglin Town, Xiaoqin was kneeling in front of a middle-aged woman, begging bitterly.

"Auntie, I beg you to let me go back. I still have two daughters at home."

"My daughter's father died early. My eldest daughter was six years old and my younger daughter was less than three years old."

"The children have lost their mother, and my careless mother-in-law cannot hold them back. Please show mercy and let me go back. I will kowtow to you!"

Xiaoqin said, banging her head on the floor tiles in front of the woman.

"Bang bang bang."

After a while, his forehead was broken, and drops of blood fell to the floor tiles. Xiaoqin looked up, with messy hair, pale face, and bright red blood, which was very scary.

The middle-aged woman sighed and said: "Woman, it's not my mother-in-law who keeps you in prison, it's your mother-in-law who took our money and sold you to my son as a wife."

"My son was a civil servant during his lifetime. As soon as he passed the exam, he fell seriously ill before he could become an official."

"My son is unwilling to be in the underworld. He doesn't have a wife to take care of him. It's so lonely."

"You go downstairs to accompany her. You are also the wife of a civil servant. What an honor!" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

It's just that this smile looks particularly eerie in the dim candlelight in this room.

Especially the middle-aged woman leaned down and stretched out her cold fingers to gently slide over Xiaoqin's face.

A chill rose from Xiaoqin's back. Xiaoqin shuddered, pushed the woman away, got up and ran towards the door of the house over there.

"Let me out, let me out, I want to go home!"

Xiaoqin frantically pulled the bolt on the door, and then ran outside to the yard.

Behind him, the middle-aged woman stood up and waved her hand: "Catch her!"

Inside the house, two people who looked like servants, a man and a woman, rushed out, pushed Xiaoqin to the ground, and then dragged her back into the house by her hair.

"Madam, this woman is dishonest. She is still causing trouble three days after being captured. How should we deal with her?" the maid asked.

The middle-aged woman said: "The auspicious time will come in more than half an hour, let's put the bride in the coffin first!"

After saying these words, the middle-aged woman turned around and left the house.

Standing in the yard, the middle-aged woman looked up at the night sky above her head and murmured: "Son, my mother has done everything she can. You can rest in peace down there!"

In the room behind him, two servants, a man and a woman, covered Xiaoqin's mouth and nose with a soft cloth soaked in potion.

After a while, Xiaoqin, who was still struggling, stopped playing and fainted.

The two of them picked up a red wedding dress that had been prepared nearby and put it on Xiaoqin.

Then he picked up the rouge and dabbed it on Xiaoqin's face a few times, then put on a pair of red embroidered shoes.

Finally, a yellow talisman was pasted on Xiaoqin's forehead, and then the two of them worked together to lift Xiaoqin and put it into the coffin in the corner of the room, and then tightly closed the coffin lid leaning against the wall.

"It's almost done. Let's wait for the auspicious time to send the young lady to marry the young master." The maid said to the male servant.

At dawn, a funeral procession of more than a dozen people quietly left the yard and walked straight to the hillside outside Maplewood Town.

The leader held a soul-calling flag in his hand and scattered paper money on the ground as he walked.

In the middle of the team, eight people were carrying a coffin, followed by several people holding several paper figures made of paper, dressed as maids.

Yang Ruoqing's heart suddenly sank when she saw Xiaoqin wearing a wedding dress with her hands tied behind her back and a charm on her forehead.

Could it be that it was too late? Xiaoqin was given poison by the Xue family, right?
Chapter completed!