Chapter 3: Gentle as poison

Nie Wushuang held his palm firmly, his eyes flushed with blood. The heart seemed to be drawn in and out with a knife, and the flesh was blurred.
From this yard to the study in less than half an hour, how could it be possible to cook this bowl of steaming fetal pills?
If this is not Shen Rumei's trick, then there is only another possibility-that is, her gentle gentleman is a good step long ago. It turned out that he already knew he was pregnant. It turned out that he had long been devoted to her ...
"Come here, hold her down and pour it down!" Shen Rumei became impatient, drinking Lai Ding and holding down Nie Wushuang, and poured a bowl of medicine himself.
Nie Wushuang was desperately struggling, and her bitter medicine kept flowing into her mouth and nose due to her movements, causing her to cough repeatedly. But holding his hand in place did not relax at all, and a bowl of medicine was finally poured in.
The family let go, and Nie Wushuang fell to the ground suddenly. The warmth of the medicine warmed her empty stomach for a while, but she was as if she were in the snow and ice.
Her child! Her child! ... She opened her mouth silently, tears streaming down.
"Look at it clearly, this is a divorce letter given by the Lord Xianguo. Please keep it well. Maybe a man pity you for your little house. What a pity, otherwise, it is a pity that you look so beautiful." Take out a divorce book and gently cover Nie Wushuang's face.
The divorce book fell down, and Nie Wushuang looked at it calmly. The elegant and graceful words on the divorce book were like his people, so elegant and elegant.
She never knew that there was a poison called gentleness.
My stomach twitched a little, but it hurt my heart even more.
"Ah, I forgot to tell you. Now that the Lord Xiangguo has sacrificed to investigate a major case that has caused a sensation in the capital, hey, I heard that it is related to your Nie family. Although Rumei does n’t understand the state affairs, if I do n’t know, I will return quickly Let ’s take a look at it, maybe I can still see this last side.
Shen Rumei smiled with trembling flowers, very proud.
What about the appearance of the country? What about talented lovers? Not yet a stepping stone for men to use. Now that the Nie family is about to fall, her Nie Wushuang should obediently get down from the position of Mrs. Xiangguo, maybe she still has a chance to climb up to the position that the whole Qiguo woman is most envious of. Shen Rumei stared at Nie Wushuang, who was messy but didn't hide his looks, and thought arrogantly.
Nie Wushuang just listened blankly, as if she was stupid and couldn't understand Shen Rumei's cynicism.
"Well, throw her out. I don't want to see her die like this." Shen Rumei said to her that she had no interest in seeing her again.
Jiading lifted Nie Wushuang, opened the side door and pushed out.
The body fell to the ground again, and the door behind him was heavily locked. I don't know how long, Nie Wushuang got up slowly, and it was still cold in March. She hugged her shoulders and slowly sat on the ground in the alley of the back door of Xiangguofu.
The cold entered the body, the medicine broke out, and there was a severe pain in the stomach. She read the distress book in her hand again, and then carefully folded it into her arms.
She had done this many times. At that time, she had known that he had written love poems for her. She always reads it like this, and carefully put it away.
At that time, she did not expect that one day she would receive his autograph.
Going to die? She closed her eyes and felt the heat of the body passing away, little bit of blood slowly flowing out, no matter how dead, she would n’t feel any more pain, and she would never remember he and she swear From now on, there is one double person, never be dissatisfied, never separate ...
She laughed and closed her eyes quietly ...