She hated Su Qiao so much that she wanted to kill her hundreds of times. However, she was completely powerless.
Dragging this injured leg that hurts so much every day, she needs help even to go to the toilet. What else can she do
Lying on the bed without eating or drinking, staring blankly at the ceiling of the tent, she even missed her life in her previous life.
At that time, although she couldn't eat whatever she wanted, couldn't play whatever she wanted, couldn't jump, couldn't run, couldn't go hiking, couldn't drive, etc., but at least she still had a pair of healthy legs, parents who loved her deeply, and a brother who protected her.
There is no conspiracy, no blood, no coercion, and you won't be treated like an object, being chosen by others and having to share a husband with other women in the end.
Mrs. Su woke up at night.
After waking up, she was still dizzy for a long time. Gradually, when she recalled what happened during the day, miserable screams broke through the sky above Prime Minister Su's Mansion.
She had no idea why things turned out like this.
She remembered that she just drank a cup of tea before going to the banquet, and then she felt dizzy. She had no idea what she did after that.
Thinking of her daughter still lying in bed, Mrs. Su's face turned pale. She staggered to her feet and rushed to the door. However, the door had already been locked from the outside. She turned around and rushed to the window, only to find that even the window was nailed shut.
Finally, he found a very small window in the attic where the maid slept, and climbed out when no one was around.
"Xin'er..."
He ran into his daughter's room in a panic.
After looking around, he realized that his daughter's place was also deserted. There was not even a maid to pour water for her. He immediately burst into tears.
However, her tears only brought Su Yuxin's disgust and strange and cold eyes.
"What else are you doing here?"
"Haven't you hurt me enough?"
Mrs. Su felt extremely upset, tears falling like beads from a broken string, "Xin'er, mother... mother didn't know it would be like this, mother..."
Su Yuxin threw the pillow over. "Get lost! You are not my mother. My mother is gentle and kind, not as vicious as you."
"Xin'er?"
Mrs. Su felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She sensed that something was wrong with her daughter and anxiously held her hand: "Xin'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
"Get out of here!"
"Don't touch me, you vicious woman? You shameless woman, you are not even as good as half a finger of my mother, don't touch me."
Su Yuxin pushed her away, but Mrs. Su was worried that her daughter might have been too shocked, so she hugged her tightly.
"Xin'er? Don't blame me. I have nothing left but you. Don't let anything happen to you again!"
Just when she was about to let go of her daughter and turn around to ask the master to find a doctor, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck.
She touched her neck in disbelief and looked at the broken porcelain pieces in her daughter's hand.
"ah!!!"
Looking at the red color gushing out like a spring, Su Yuxin finally came to her senses. Her sharp screams finally attracted the people in the yard.
However, the scene in the house also frightened them, and they hurriedly went to find the prime minister and the housekeeper in panic.
Unfortunately, the porcelain fragment cut too deep, right on her neck, and Mrs. Su eventually died from excessive blood loss.
Su Xiang claimed to others that she had gone mad, fell down, and hit her head against a rock and died.
Then, Su Yuxin, who was too frightened and became a little stupid, was sent to a small village.
It can be considered as out of sight, out of mind.