The mistress is reborn, no one who bullies me can escape

Madam Xue frowned, looking unhappy, and said, "Mother-in-law, where did you get these words from? The plague is raging now, and even the imperial doctors are helpless. How can we have the antidote in our mansion?"

However, Wang did not believe what Old Lady Xue said. She retorted, "It's impossible. If there is really no antidote in your mansion, then how did the Crown Prince's Consort recover? Are you going to tell me that after Xue Qing'er contracted the disease, she recovered by relying on her own immunity? This is simply a fantasy!"

Old Madam Xue never expected that Wang knew about Qing'er, and her heart sank. You know, the antidote carefully developed by her son has always been regarded as a secret, and no one knows it except a very few close people. Moreover, in order to protect the interests and reputation of the Xue family, her son also specifically instructed that this matter must not be leaked. So, how did this mother-in-law get this news?

Facing Wang's questioning, Old Madam Xue responded calmly, "Mother-in-law, I think you must have believed some false rumors. In fact, Qing'er did not suffer from the plague. She just had a common fever and cold."

But Wang was obviously not convinced. She said firmly: "I don't believe your words."

Old Madam Xue frowned tightly, with a hint of displeasure on her face.

At this time, Wang did not back down and spoke again: "Madam Xue, you should know that your Xue family is now rich and powerful, but you are unwilling to lend a helping hand to our Zhao family. However, you must not forget the relationship between Yuxuan and Xue Qing'er." Her tone was somewhat anxious and unwilling.

Hearing this, Madam Xue's fingers, which were gently moving the teacup, suddenly stopped, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

After a moment, she slowly raised her head, stared at Wang sharply, and asked coldly: "So, what do you want?" There was a sense of majesty in her voice.

Wang did not seem to be intimidated by Madam Xue's aura. Instead, she straightened her body and responded without showing any weakness: "If your Xue family is unwilling to take out the antidote, then we will all die together!" This sentence was full of strong threats, which made people feel chilled.

However, although Mrs. Xue understood Wang's intention, she was extremely disgusted by this naked threat.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm her emotions, and said in a calm tone: "Mother-in-law, calm down first. We can discuss anything. I really don't know anything about the antidote to the plague." After all, she still had some concerns and did not want to completely destroy the relationship between the two families because of a momentary impulse.

Then, after thinking for a moment, Mrs. Xue suggested: "How about this! I will send someone to call my son and ask him to explain the matter to you in person. What do you think?" This suggestion not only showed Mrs. Xue's sincerity in solving the problem, but also left some room for herself.

Wang secretly thought that the purpose of her coming here was nothing more than to get the antidote. Since the other party had already loosened up, there was no need for her to continue to pester him.

So, she nodded and agreed, "Okay, let's wait and see! But you Xue Mansion must give me a satisfactory answer today, otherwise I will never give up easily!" After saying that, she sat aside angrily.

Old Madam Xue's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. She had already been burning with rage in her heart, but she was still trying hard not to let it explode. She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes flashing with anger and dissatisfaction, and she almost couldn't control her emotions several times and wanted to explode on the spot.

However, reason eventually overcame impulse. She took a deep breath, tried to calm her inner turmoil, and turned to the maid Qingmei beside her and said, "Qingmei, go and make another pot of tea for Madam Zhao."

Wang was pacing anxiously in the hall. She was extremely worried, but she had no idea that Zhao Yuxuan had already passed the backyard and went straight to Xue Qing'er's room.

In the past, in order to be able to stay with his beloved forever, Zhao Yuxuan had visited this place many times, and was very familiar with every tree and every room here. This time, he found Xue Qing'er's residence effortlessly as if he was familiar with the route.

When Zhao Yuxuan stood quietly at the door, a soft and pleasant voice came from inside the house. It turned out that Xue Qing'er was patiently teaching the young Fan Ge'er to write, and her tone was full of endless tenderness and love: "Fan Ge'er, this word is not written like this, look..."

Hearing this heartwarming scene, Zhao Yuxuan couldn't help but be slightly moved, and his originally tense face relaxed a little. Just as he was standing there hesitating, thinking about whether to step into the room, Brother Fan's crisp and childish voice sounded again: "Mother, I miss Daddy so much! I haven't seen Daddy for a long, long time."

Zhao Yuxuan's heart was shocked, and he pursed his lips involuntarily. Looking at the innocent child in front of him, he really couldn't bear to let Brother Fan get hurt.

Thinking of this, he secretly warned himself that he must not argue with Xue Qing'er in front of Fan Ge'er, and he must not create a rift between them. So, he took a deep breath, tried to adjust his mentality, and prepared to face everything that might happen next in a peaceful way.

Then, Xue Qing'er gently scolded, "Brother Fan, don't talk nonsense! Your father passed away a long time ago and is no longer in this world. So from now on, you must never mention this matter again, understand?" Although her voice was not loud, it carried a hint of unquestionable firmness.

Those soft and gentle words were like an extremely sharp blade, ruthlessly piercing into the depths of his heart again and again, and each time accurately hitting Zhao Yuxuan's heart.

He involuntarily staggered back a few steps, his face full of disbelief, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue. He could not accept the fact that these words actually came from Xue Qing'er's mouth.

"What do you mean Fan's father is no longer alive?" He pondered in his heart. An indescribable grief and anger surged in his heart. He wished he could rush into the house immediately and question him face to face.

However, at this moment, Fan Ge'er's clear and innocent voice came: "Mother, I really don't understand. My father is clearly the Marquis! He is alive and well now, but why do you say that my father has passed away?"

Xue Qing'er's face changed slightly when she heard this, but she soon regained her composure. She gently stroked Fan'er's hair and said softly, "Fan'er, be good and don't talk nonsense. Your father is the prince of Prince Zhuang's mansion, not the marquis. Fan'er, you must remember this."

"But mother, that's not right. I have always called the Marquis daddy before..." After all, Brother Fan was young and ignorant, and had no idea about the complicated relationships between adults.

Faced with the child's innocent question, Xue Qing'er's eyes flashed a barely perceptible trace of guilt and helplessness.

But she still maintained a gentle tone and patiently explained: "Those were just lies that I told him. In fact, there is no connection between me and him. Everything was just his one-sided wishful thinking."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuxuan felt as if a thunderclap sounded in his mind, exploding with a loud bang, and instantly shattered his entire world.

He stood there blankly, his body as stiff as a sculpture, as if he had lost all strength and support.

The scene before his eyes became blurred, and only the heart-wrenching truth kept flooding into his mind like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Xue Qing'er's icy words "one-sided wish" were like an extremely sharp sword, ruthlessly cutting off the last ray of hope deep in his heart.

The biting cold wind blew on his face, but he didn't feel any pain at the moment, as if his body had lost consciousness. Even when his hat was blown off by the strong wind, he ignored it and didn't care.

"Ah... Ghost..." A terrified scream suddenly sounded. It turned out that Xue Qing'er's maid was carrying exquisite cakes and was about to enter the room happily, but suddenly saw Zhao Yuxuan standing at the door like a ghost.

Instantly, fear seized her whole body, and the cake in her hand fell out of her hand and scattered all over the floor. She was panicked and scrambled to run out.

This piercing shouting broke the silence in the room and also aroused Xue Qing'er's vigilance. She turned her head sharply, and her eyes happened to meet Zhao Yuxuan's eyes, which were full of anger and almost bursting out. The resentment and resentment in his eyes seemed to be able to eat her alive...

"Zhao...Yuxuan......?" Xue Qing'er looked at the person in front of her in astonishment, her voice trembling slightly.

"Xue Qing'er, you are a vicious and treacherous woman. How many secrets have you hidden?" Zhao Yuxuan was furious. Originally, he just came here to ask for the antidote, but at this moment, despair had completely swallowed him up. Survival was meaningless to him. Only by letting Xue Qing'er sacrifice her life in exchange for his, could he dispel the hatred in his heart.

In just a few steps, he came to Xue Qing'er, grabbed her slender neck with both hands, and asked with gritted teeth: "Tell me, what kind of fault did I commit that made you treat me so cruelly?"

"Zhao Yuxuan, calm down first..." Xue Qing'er squeezed out these words from between her teeth with difficulty, trying to calm the other party's anger.

"Let my mother go! Let me go..." Brother Fan felt heartbroken as he witnessed his mother's miserable appearance. He kept hitting Zhao Yuxuan with his little hands, trying to push him away.

However, when Zhao Yuxuan cast a sharp and majestic look at him, Brother Fan was instantly frightened and silent, and dared not make a sound anymore.

Thinking back to the years of raising this child, Zhao Yuxuan became more and more angry. It turned out that this child was not his own flesh and blood! An uncontrollable rage surged in his heart. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Fan Ge'er fiercely. Fan Ge'er flew straight out like a kite with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

"No……"

Xue Qing'er watched her beloved son faint, tears welling up in her eyes like a broken dam. Her eyes turned red, and she glared at the man in front of her, shouting, "You...how can you be so cruel?"

"Hmph! You vicious woman, you have just admitted with your own mouth that he is not my son. What else do I have to worry about?" Zhao Yuxuan said gritting his teeth. At the same time, he increased the strength in his hands and tightly pinched Xue Qing'er's neck.

He really couldn't accept such a cruel fact, and asked angrily: "Then why have you been lying to me for so many years? Isn't my deep love for you enough to make you be honest with me?"

He felt extremely desperate and unwilling.

In the past, in order to stay with her, he disregarded the world's eyes, ignored the moral code, and even deliberately deceived his own relatives. But now, all his efforts have been exchanged for endless lies, betrayal, and deep humiliation...

He now felt as if his heart was pierced by an extremely sharp sword, and the piercing pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Under the endless pain and anger, the last bit of his rationality quickly disappeared like a candle in the wind. At this moment, his already strong and powerful hands became more and more powerful uncontrollably.

"stop!"

With a roar, Brother Xue came over as fast as the wind and stretched out his hand without hesitation to pull the two apart. However, Zhao Yuxuan's eyes were red at this time, like an enraged lion, and he had completely lost control of his own behavior. He pounced forward again, as if he wanted to continue attacking the person in front of him.

Facing such a crazy Zhao Yuxuan, Second Brother Xue showed an expression of disgust that was difficult to conceal. He warned sternly: "Zhao Yuxuan, if you dare to take another step forward, don't blame me for not showing mercy to you!"

After hearing these words, although Zhao Yuxuan was filled with resentment, he was still pinned firmly to the ground by the Xue family's guards. At this moment, the last bit of self-esteem in his heart shattered into countless pieces like a mirror and scattered all over the ground.

He really couldn't accept this! No matter how hard he racked his brains, he still couldn't figure out why things had developed to this point.

So, he looked at Xue Qing'er with an almost pleading look, and asked with a trembling voice: "Why?"

You know, if Second Brother Xue hadn't arrived in time, she would probably have died by now.

The once gentle and lovely Xue Qing'er no longer has any of her former tenderness and affection, and is replaced by a face full of indifference and determination.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she let out a creepy sneer: "Haha... Zhao Yuxuan, shouldn't I be the one questioning you about this?" After that, her beautiful eyes flashed with resentment, shooting straight at Zhao Yuxuan, making him shiver.

Faced with Xue Qing'er's abnormal reaction, Zhao Yuxuan was at a loss for a moment and had no idea how to respond.

Xue Qing'er gently kneaded her aching neck. After a long time, the discomfort gradually dissipated. She slowly said, "It was me who made the engagement with the Marquis, so why did the Marquis break his promise and marry my sister?"

Zhao Yuxuan smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "When have I ever regretted it? It was you who married the prince first, so I had no choice but to marry Xue Jinhua! Even so, you shouldn't have teased me with the matter of Brother Fan, and even said that he was my flesh and blood?"

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, Zhao Yuxuan woke up instantly, his eyes widened, his face full of shock, and he muttered to himself: "Could it be that... nothing happened between us that night?" Once this thought emerged, it surged into his mind like a tide, and his mind fell into extreme confusion.

Xue Qing'er thought that if she didn't explain it clearly, Zhao Yuxuan might cling to her like a dog-skin plaster in the future. Anyway, today's events had developed to such an extent, she felt that there was no need to hide it anymore.

"Yes, you were just drunk that night and slept in my room..."