Chapter 1209 Guilty Conscience
It was as if a sinister and venomous gaze pierced straight through.
Xuexue, who had just instructed the servant to buy a coffin, seemed to sense something. She turned around, only to lock eyes with Situtu Qinger...
A guilty Situtu Qinger immediately lowered her head, not daring to meet Xuexue’s gaze.
Auntie Tang’s body was still warm, and their grandfather had just been injured and brought back to Prince Pu’s Mansion. The siblings were now orphans, with no one to rely on, completely no match for Xuexue, who held the financial power. Better to keep a low profile and wait for the day when she could cling to the Fourth Prince’s powerful tree, and then it wouldn’t be too late to deal with Situtu Xueer.
Xuexue glanced at her, then turned her head away.
She knew very well that Situtu Qinger hated her; that same thousand-and-one cuts torture from the previous life haunted her nightly dreams.
Her daughter’s piercing cries filled her every nerve. If not for her lack of strength, she would have wanted nothing more than to kill every one of her enemies without regard for the consequences.
"Zhang Ruixuan, Situtu Qinger, you pair of scoundrels, you’ll never have a good life in this lifetime," Xuexue silently vowed in her heart.
The next day.
Early in the morning, at the gates of the General’s Mansion, the sound of firecrackers and the Copper Gong continuously echoed.