Cheng Mingyueâs hands could no longer hold the bowl of porridge, and the pale, thick porridge spilled across the blanket.
Under normal circumstances, Xiao Tang would have quickly stood up to clean it, but now she just stood there watching, without moving an inch.
Cheng Mingyue felt a gut-wrenching pain, as if countless sharp blades were twisting inside her.
She looked up, drenched in cold sweat, staring incredulously at Xiao Tang who stood silently aside: "You poisoned me?"
Xiao Tang remained silent, neither confirming nor denying.
Crimson blood dripped from the corner of Cheng Mingyueâs mouth, and she didnât wipe it awayâbecause it was endless.
She just glared at Xiao Tang, demanding: "Why?"
She thought that even if she fell to such a state, there would still be someone by her side who wouldnât abandon her.
She even planned that once she felt better, she would sell this residence and take Xiao Tang to live elsewhere.
But no matter how much she thought, she never imagined Xiao Tang would poison her!
"Why?" Xiao Tang raised her head, and Cheng Mingyue saw nothing but lifelessness in her eyes.
"Over these days, with Father Cheng absent, the servants left one by one, leaving just me behind."
Xiao Tang reached out her hand to show Cheng Mingyue, her pale palm full of red, purple, and even broken skin scars.
"Someone once offered for Xiao Tang to leave with them, but Xiao Tang couldnât bear to see the miss lying sick with no one to care for her, so she stayed behind."
"Look at these hands, Iâm tasked daily to cook for you, clean your body, while fearing those harboring ill intentions might invade our home. I also clean this household of debris and waste day in and day out..."
"But what did Xiao Tang get in return? Nothing but your beatings and scoldings!"
Xiao Tang maintained an incredibly calm demeanor, and such a look in Cheng Mingyueâs eyes proved more terrifying than a face full of hatred.
A person who desires nothing can often be the most terrifying.
Cheng Mingyue felt her strength slipping away as her mind began to cloud.
She forced a smile, trying to appear genuine: "Xiao Tang, I know I was wrong. Iâll definitely treat you well from now on, could you give me the antidote?"
Xiao Tang lifted her head and suddenly smiled: "No, there is no antidote for this. You can rest in peace, miss."
Cheng Mingyueâs eyes widened as the pain in her belly reached an unbearable climax. She couldnât help but spit blood, collapsing helplessly.
Xiao Tang watched the scene coldly.
She stepped forward to arrange Cheng Mingyueâs posture, cover her with a blanket, making her look like she was merely asleep from afar.
Afterwards, without hesitation, she turned and left the room.
Gu Shengyin received a message from the system during an unspeakable moment.
In her excitement, Zhu Yue audibly sucked in a breath.
"Whatâs the matter?" He bit Gu Shengyinâs ear in a punitive manner.
Gu Shengyin shook her head, her arms tightened around his neck, drawing herself closer: "Nothing."
Feeling her passion, Zhu Yue curled his lips before leaning further down.
It was a night of passion and intimacy, the candle burned until dawn.
Gu Shengyin cast aside all irrelevant thoughts, focusing on the fervor brought by her lover.
The joyous roomâs red candles burned until daylight.