"I don't want to live anymore! I don't want to live anymore! What's the point of living if you humiliate me like this? Don't stop me. Even the Count doesn't pity me and wants me to die! "
"Madam, Madam, don't scare this old servant!"
"Madam, please come down quickly!"
… …
The bedroom was in a mess. The servants in the rear residence heard the commotion and were curious, but they didn't dare to investigate. They could only suppress the churning desire in their hearts and secretly discuss it when they weren't doing their jobs.
However, everyone thought in their hearts, 'The Count's wife is too good at causing trouble. Luckily, the Count has a good temper. If it were another family with such a troublesome daughter-in-law, they probably wouldn't be able to stand it and would divorce her long ago.' Luckily, the Count's wife came from a good family and had a cousin who was a concubine. Otherwise …
Everyone was thinking about it when they suddenly heard a voice. They saw the Count wearing a sky-blue cloak and holding an oil-paper umbrella as he slowly walked over with his entourage.
His steps were steady, handsome, and gentle. His every movement exuded an air of nobility.
To think that such a handsome, rich, and powerful Earl would marry such a daughter-in-law …
Everyone sighed in their hearts.
"Count."
Everyone bowed.
Lu Heng smiled and nodded, indicating for everyone to rise.
They walked all the way to the front door of the main room and stood still. Bian Ruohan's cries were sharp to the point of being ear-piercing.
The servants outside kept quiet out of fear and hid in the corridor, not daring to raise their heads.
The servants in the room were still pleading, "Madam, please cherish your good days. The Count only asked you to stay in the residence to recuperate. It's always raining outside, so it's meaningless for you to go out. Why can't you understand the Count's feelings?"
"That's right, Madam. Please come down quickly. This servant will kowtow to you!"
"I won't! He still has that slut in his heart, so he always looks down on me. How am I worse than that slut? Is my family background inferior to hers, or is my appearance inferior to hers? She bullied me, and when I returned home, not only was I not comforted, he even grounded me to vent his anger on that bitch. What's the point of living such a life?! I don't want to live anymore. I want to go to the netherworld and complain to Yan Wang Ye. I want Yan Wang Ye to punish that b * tch Qin! "
"Aiyo, this servant begs you, Madam!"
…
Lu Heng was overjoyed when he heard this. The house was livelier than a theater. Bian Ruohan's singing was even more exciting than the actors in the theater.
Lu Heng listened for a while before he coughed.
The room fell silent.
"Madam, Uncle is back. Please come down quickly. Uncle is so good to you. You can't do this."
"I don't want to live anymore! I don't want to live anymore! Mother, farewell! I was forced to death by that b * tch Qin! "
"Bang!" The sound of a stool being overturned came from inside the room.
Immediately, the servants screamed, "Madam, Madam!"
Lu Heng placed the paper umbrella in the corridor and didn't enter. He just stood in front of the door with his arms crossed. He didn't lift the curtain or say a word.
He wanted to see if Bian Ruohan would really hang herself if he didn't go in.
At this moment, Bian Ruohan kicked the stool away. The wet nurse quickly grabbed her legs, and another servant girl lifted her legs up. Bian Ruohan grabbed the white silk with both hands and tried her best to stretch her neck upwards. She held her breath and was about to roll her eyes.
She made gasping sounds in her throat and wanted to struggle in pain. However, she considered that if she moved her legs, the people below wouldn't be able to lift her anymore.
What was Lu Heng thinking? He was already standing outside the room and coughing. Why wasn't he coming in?!
Why wasn't he coming in?!
Bian Ruohan's arms soon lost their strength, and her neck was forced to rest on the white silk. Unfortunately, the ones holding her up were all weak women, and the wet nurse and maidservant simply could not support Bian Ruohan's weight.
Soon, she experienced what it meant to be suffocated.
She tried her best to open her mouth and breathe. However, when her neck was really hanging, she realized that it was too late to regret. Even if there were people below holding her up, it was only a matter of time before she really hung herself.
Bian Ruohan thought about many things at this moment. She even thought that the majority of those who had really succeeded in committing suicide might have regretted it after hanging themselves, but they couldn't save themselves.
Her tears fell uncontrollably. Her exquisitely made-up face quickly became wet, but the person at the door didn't come in.
Could it be that she heard wrong? Didn't Lu Heng come back? Then she kicked the stool too early.
Bian Ruohan let her imagination run wild. She felt like a long time had passed. Finally, she heard the footsteps she had been waiting for.
Lu Heng lifted the curtain and entered the room. He looked at the chaos in the room with his hands behind his back.
"What's going on?"
"Duke, Duke!" The wet nurse screamed like a pig, "Hurry, hurry and save Madam! This servant, this servant can't hold on any longer! "
Lu Heng stared at Bian Ruohan, who was sticking her tongue out and rolling her eyes. He wanted to ignore her, but with so many people watching, he couldn't just let her die all of a sudden.
He had no choice but to drag a stool over and step on it. Then, he hugged Bian Ruohan's legs and untied her from the stool.
Bian Ruohan hugged Lu Heng's neck and cried out, "Why are you only back now? Why are you only back now?!"
Lu Heng placed her on the heated kang bed by the window and sneered, "Why? Is Madam trying to hang herself for me to see?"
"Burp …" Bian Ruohan choked and let out a long burp.
Lu Heng took two steps back in disgust, "You went to the prince's mansion to cause trouble for no reason. What did I say to you when you returned? I only told you to rest in the mansion. It's raining heavily outside, so it's meaningless to go out. You're doing needlework and playing mahjong at home. What's wrong with you living like this? Did I hit you or scold you? "
Bian Ruohan's face was covered in tears and snot. She lowered her head and sobbed silently.
Lu Heng continued, "You've been crying and making trouble for the past few days. I don't want to blame you. You're still young. You can make trouble if you want to. There will be a time when you're tired of it and don't want to make trouble anymore. But today, you almost killed someone! Tell me, what did I do wrong to you? You hung yourself because you wanted Your Majesty to think that I was the one who killed you because I was unhappy with our marriage? "
Bian Ruohan sobbed even harder, "You just don't like me. You just like that Qin b * tch!"
Lu Heng's face darkened, "What's the point of saying all these groundless accusations? Did you catch me having an affair with someone in bed? After you married into the family, did I take a concubine? Did I go to a brothel? "
Bian Ruohan didn't say anything. Lu Heng really didn't have any problems with this. It was her own jealousy that had caused such a commotion.
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