Chapter 69: Die with Unclosed Eyes
In the side room of the Second Prince's mansion, which was specially used to detain slaves who had committed mistakes, there had never been a brazier. The room was bone-chillingly cold, and the floor and tables were covered with dust.
When Tang Ying was dragged out, she was not wearing a fur coat, only a padded jacket and skirt. After being thrown in roughly by the guards, she felt cold inside and even colder inside, with her arms folded and trembling. She saw A Lian was also thrown in, and someone locked the door outside. Suddenly, her anger finally found a place to vent.
"Bitch! It's all your fault!" She rushed over and slapped A Lian hard.
Ah Lian was as strong as she was, and in the past she could have fought with her to see who was better. But this moment was very different. She was afraid that the baby in her belly would be hurt, so she didn't fight back after being slapped. She subconsciously covered her belly and shrank back.
Tang Ying has been in the clouds lately, so naturally she pays less attention to A Lian.
But today, she fell from the clouds, and with a heart full of resentment, she put all her attention on A Lian. If she couldn't find someone who was eager to let her vent her anger, she was afraid that she would go crazy thinking about the throne of princess that she had missed.
She stared at A-Lian and then slapped her again, but found that A-Lian was still backing away and had no intention of competing with her, which made her look strange.
A Lian felt that her gaze was like that of a poisonous snake. She felt creepy and had only one thought in her mind: I want to save Erlang's child!
Only this child is her hope for the future and her destination!
Tang Ying's eyes fell on her belly, which she was protecting with her hands. She was already familiar with the affairs of the inner house, and A Lian's actions were too obvious. She laughed wildly in disbelief: "You have a bastard in your belly?"
Feng Kui had already agreed to marry her. Ah Lian, relying on her pregnancy, had already made plans for her future. When she heard Tang Ying slandering her unborn child, she immediately started to curse: "Er Lang had already agreed to marry me. Er Lang and I are legitimate. Do you think everyone is like you?"
When talking about this, Tang Ying's anger boiled like magma, burning her to the point of losing her mind.
"It's all your fault, you little bitch!" She pounced on A Lian and hit her in the stomach with her hands and feet.
A-Lian dodged left and right, but Tang Ying kept hitting her stomach like a madman, bumping and kicking her, punching and kicking her. Suddenly, she pushed her hard, and the bones of A-Lian's lower back hit the corner of the table. She immediately bent over in pain like a shrimp. Tang Ying took advantage of the situation and threw her to the ground, riding on her and hitting her stomach hard...
"Help..." A Lian only felt a wave of pain in her stomach. Tang Ying, who was riding on her, had a hideous look on her face. She was no longer as gentle as before, and her eyes were full of madness that wanted to kill her.
"Bitch, it's all your fault! It was you who said I was Miss Tang! It's all your fault!"
A Lian's words at the time ignited the demons in her heart. At that time, a thought arose in her mind - how great it would be if she was Tang Yao's daughter!
She had imagined countless times how wonderful it would be if she were Tang Yao's daughter, with her childhood sweetheart Yu An by her side, a father who was like a god and loved her dearly, and an elder brother who cared about him all the time... Perhaps she had been dreaming about him for too long, and even God couldn't stand it anymore, so he gave her this opportunity!
Many things are facilitated by a single thought, but before that, she had already had such thoughts in her mind countless times.
A Lian struggled like a dead fish under her, her stomach hurting more and more, and she kept crying and shouting for help, but the guards who brought them here seemed to have locked the door and left. There was silence outside the door, no sound of talking or walking.
She cried desperately: "Erlang, save me...save our child..."
Tang Ying was also in despair. Ever since the Second Prince heartlessly pushed her away and said he would report to the Emperor and ask for punishment, she fell into deep despair - the happiness he gave her was like a mirage , which was blown away by the wind.
She once looked forward to spending her life with the man with great longing. All those affectionate eyes, the careful care and gentleness after the death of her father, turned out to be nothing!
"Go to hell!" She pinched A Lian's neck, just like she was pinching Tang Ying's neck: "It would be better if you died! It would be better if you died early!" She pinched tightly and refused to let go. She lost all her rationality and laughed crazily: "If you died early, nothing would happen, right?"
A warm current surged in A-Lian's stomach, and she rolled her eyes as she was pinched: "Erlang... Erlang, save me..."
"Do you still dare to scare me? I'm not afraid of you!" In Tang Ying's eyes, A Lian's face finally overlapped with Tang Ying's annoying face. She was weak and short of breath, and was still begging for mercy, but she refused! She wanted to take her life!
She used up all her strength, tightly pinched "Tang Ying"'s neck, and laughed crazily: "Die! Die! Die!"
I don't know when A Lian's cries for help stopped.
After a long time, she loosened her grip on A-Lian's neck and sat back on the cold ground, but her butt was soaked. She touched it casually, but her hands were covered in blood...
"Someone's dead..." She trembled, hugged her arms, and shrank back, hiding under the dusty table.
At her feet, lying on the ground, was a young woman with her eyes open, bulging . There was a large pool of blood under her body, soaking her skirt.
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Lord Fu was really happy to be blackmailed by Tang Ying today.
The Tang clan members were invited to Yanyue Tower, and a table full of wine and food was served. Although Mrs. Tang San looked displeased and seemed to be lecturing Tang Ying about her behavior, when she saw her pale and sickly face, she thought of the lively and rosy-cheeked little girl who returned to Bingzhou at the age of six or seven. She couldn't bear it, so she sighed lightly and pulled her to sit down.
"I see that you are not feeling well. Have you seen a doctor?" After she lost her husband, she still managed to force herself to raise her children in front of others. As long as others did not mention Tang Li casually, she would pretend that nothing was wrong and deceive herself into living on.
But if anyone insisted on caring about her and mentioned how Tang Li was when he was alive, it would be like tearing her heart out and she couldn't even force a smile.
Some people and things, only after being buried under the thick layer of time and enduring countless nights of crying, can they stand in front of people again and not be afraid of the past.
When she first met Tang Ying, she was so emotionally out of control. Now that she saw the child pretending nothing had happened, she naturally didn't dare to mention Tang Yao anymore and was only concerned about her health.
"Don't worry, Auntie. I was just very tired a few days ago. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Tang Song laughed and patted her on the shoulder: "I think Xiaoying is very strong. Look at the speed at which she draws the sword. Didn't you see that the Second Prince was stunned?" He still admired his little cousin's skills when he thought of them.
Madam Tang San: "Don't think of any crooked ways!"
Tang Song never liked studying since he was young and only wanted to learn martial arts. Unfortunately, no one supported him either at home or in the clan. He was also suppressed by several widowed ladies and forced to study.
The huge school can accommodate Tang Feng's ambitions, but it cannot accommodate Tang Song's heart that yearns for freedom.
"Aunt San, I'm not thinking of any crooked ways. I just feel uneasy about my little cousin being left alone in Beijing, so why don't I stay and protect her?" He also asked his little cousin for some advice.
Madam Tang San had seen through his plan and nipped his idea in the bud: "Who said Xiaoying wants to stay in the capital? Who can be assured if she stays alone in the capital? After this meal, we will take Xiaoying back to Bingzhou!"
Fu Chen: “…”
Tang Ying: “…” It seems that Third Aunt’s old habit of being authoritarian for many years cannot be changed.
