"Why did you give Yiyi's mother to that Miao lady?" Although Ye Qingluo had some guesses about this point, she still wanted to hear Miao Zhi say it herself.
Miao Zhi lowered her eyes, her hands hanging on her sides, her white fingers curled up tightly.
When she spoke again, her voice was visibly astringent: "That was my sister's last request, I had to do it..."
As she spoke, she choked up a little.
She stopped, closed her eyes, and suppressed the grievances and sorrows welling up in her heart.
For so many years, Miao Yiyi has always misunderstood her.
And she, for the sake of the overall situation, swallowed these grievances.
But now, she was finally able to express this grievance.
"At that time, sister, because of protecting Yiyi, she was seriously injured and hard to heal. Even if she was hanged with medicine, she couldn't live for a few days... It was precisely because she knew her body, after my sister asked me to take her away from Yiyi, she took the initiative Let me... send her to Mrs. Miao and make a deal with Mrs. Miao... "
"Ms. Miao really hates her sister very much. The existence of her sister is like reminding her all the time that her daughter is not the direct bloodline recognized by King Gu... Her daughter is not serious at all. Miss Miao's family..."
"When I followed my sister's wishes...as long as I hand over my sister, Mrs. Miao promised with a poisonous Miao oath that I would not hurt Yiyi again...and promised to let Yiyi live until she was fifteen years old. I agreed with one gulp."
After Miao Zhi said these words, she was already sobbing.
The past kept popping up in my mind.
It is also constantly replaying the scene of how she handed Miao Yuan to Mrs. Miao.
I also saw with my own eyes how my own sister died at the hands of Mrs. Miao.
Ye Qingluo fell silent.
She guessed that Miao Zhi might have a purpose in handing over Miao Yuan.
I just didn't expect... it would be because of such a purpose.
Indeed, such a choice...
If it were her, she would do the same.
"Miss Ye..." Miao Zhi took a deep breath, stopped her gaffe, covered her lips with one hand, and asked with sobs, "Even if everything has a reason, do you think Yiyi...will forgive me? "
Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips tightly, but did not give an answer immediately.
Her clear and charming eyes flickered, and she shifted her gaze to Di Moxuan.
With five fingers, she clenched the man's finger tightly.
"I didn't forgive you, but I said it doesn't count." Ye Qingluo clenched her fingers even tighter after saying this.
Looking at the man's pale face.
Thinking of the pain just now, only relying on him to walk.
Her eyes moved, but in the end she chose...selfishness.
"I promise you, I will give you a chance to calm down and explain the misunderstanding, but...whether you can forgive or not depends on Yiyi's choice."
After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to a certain direction outside the house: "How long do you plan to squat there and eavesdrop?"
Ye Qingluo's words just fell.
Miao Zhi froze, as if she understood the meaning of Di Moxuan's words, her pupils widened suddenly, and she looked at the place where Ye Qingluo's gaze fell.
The wind blows, bringing the fragrance of the grass leaves that are the food of the surrounding Gu insects.
There are also "rustling" sounds made by countless Gu worms wriggling.
After staring at it for a long time, I didn't see the imagined figure appearing in front of my eyes.
Miao Zhi gradually became depressed from the original nervousness.
A pair of beautiful eyes also drooped dully: "This is the Saintess' Courtyard, if I don't lead the way, she won't be able to enter..."