The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

"What..." Fu Ling was stunned.

But Fu Rongxin looked at her with deep disappointment in his eyes: "After all, including Xue Zhiyi, mother has four children. Even if I die, it's not a big loss, right?"

As she spoke, she laughed again. In Fu Ling's incredulous eyes, she said, "Father and mother have actually thought about the possibility that the prophecy of Phoenix Destiny is false. If this plan cannot be successfully completed, then I will be a useless child. Although it is a pity, it is not unbearable."

Fu Ling shook his head in a trance: "Rong Xin, what are you talking about!?"

Feeling guilty, she touched Fu Rongxin's forehead in a panic: "Are you frightened by Xue Zhiyi? How could you say such a thing? You are the one that mother loves the most, how can you have such crazy thoughts..."

Fu Rongxin suddenly shook her hand away: "At this moment, mother has already chosen him between me and my elder brother, so don't say you love me the most!"

Recently, troublesome things have happened one after another, and Fu Ling is visibly getting haggard. She doesn't understand why Rong Xin, who has always been considerate, doesn't understand her hard work at all, and can't wait even a moment to get rid of Xue Zhiyi.

"Rong Xin!" Fu Ling's tears also fell: "You are hurting mother's heart by saying such things! I carried you for ten months with great difficulty and gave birth to you. I almost lost two lives when I gave birth to you..."

"What does it have to do with me!" Fu Rongxin said desperately: "No matter how hard it is, it can't change the fact that I am just your chess piece, just like Xue Zhiyi, we are all your chess pieces!"

Fu Ling was stunned. At this moment, it seemed as if something in her heart was suddenly torn apart. When she came to her senses, a slap had already landed on Fu Rongxin's face.

This was the first time Fu Rongxin was beaten by Fu Ling, and she was stunned.

Then, she blinked slowly a few times, her empty eyes looking frighteningly cold.

She finally understood that no one could be trusted, including one's own parents. They were all unreliable!

She sneered: "I would rather never have been born than bear the consequences of your ridiculous decision alone."

After saying that, she turned around and left regardless of Fu Ling's attempts to keep her.

She will not give up, she will live on with gritted teeth, the identity of the Xue family's legitimate daughter must be hers, and Xue Zhiyi must die!

She wants to protect herself and stay alive. If no one is willing to help her, then she will help herself!

Otherwise... Xue Runing's cause of death and Gao Qingnian's threat, these two things were like a pair of scissors, attacking her together. She couldn't bear it at all and could only be cut into pieces alive...

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The next day, just as the sky was getting light, Jiangxuexuan.

Without waiting for the rest of the Xue family to get up, Xue Zhiyi took it upon himself to let the vicious man in.

Last night, Xue Zhiyi stayed awake all night again. She stared at Xue Runing all night and prepared all the things suitable for burial.

At this moment, those things were lying quietly together with Xue Runing.

"Miss, are you going to seal the coffin?" the vicious waiter asked her.

After thinking for a while, Xue Zhiyi took out a rabbit lantern and put it into the coffin. It was bought by Xue Runing at the night market during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year and he said he wanted to give it to her.

That was the first time Xue Runing spoke to her in his life. He was so timid, well-behaved, and followed her carefully.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Xue Zhiyi choked up a little: "Let's do it."

After sealing the coffin, Xue Zhiyi followed the vicious men to the cemetery.

It is the season of spring when flowers are blooming. The sky is hazy in the early morning and the mountains are shrouded in mist.

I hope that Ru Ning, who is a solitary and quiet person, can rest and linger here.

Xue Zhiyi wanted to offer a glass of wine in front of the grave, but then he changed it to sweet soup because the child was not yet of marriageable age.

Looking at the grave, Xue Zhiyi's eyes were filled with intense sadness and hatred. She grabbed a handful of paper money and raised it to the wind: Runing, I have found your murderer. You must bless me so that I can successfully kill our common enemy!

……

Zhefangyuan.

When Rong Ziying heard Chuntao say that Xue Zhiyi came to visit, she almost fainted.

After her miscarriage, she lay drowsy in bed these days, having nightmares one after another. As soon as she woke up, she begged Xue Zhentong to catch the murderer and avenge him, but she never found any evidence.

After crying and making a fuss like this for a few times, even Xue Zhentong repeatedly made excuses that he had official business and refused to come to see her.

She was badly injured, and she felt sad for the unborn child. She was even more suspicious of Fu Ling, and afraid that the person who hurt her would strike again. After a few days, she was exhausted.

So when Xue Zhiyi entered the room, he saw Rong Ziying lying on the bed with a pale face. She was clearly still eighteen or nineteen years old, but looked extremely haggard.

Chuntao moved a chair for her to sit down.

Although Xue Zhiyi had taken off his linen mourning clothes, he was still wearing plain clothes. There was no pearl ornament on his head, only a silk flower made of white gauze.

Rong Ziying would not believe that Fu Ling's daughter would come to see her sincerely. She looked at Xue Zhiyi coldly and said weakly: "Sanniang is actually interested in coming to see me?"

However, Xue Zhiyi showed pity on his face: "After all, the child that my aunt lost is my biological brother. There has been no addition to our family for many years. How can I not feel sorry for him?"

Rong Ziying snorted coldly and turned away: "Sanniang, stop pretending. Don't you know who killed this child? Besides her, who else would not tolerate my child? I'm afraid Fu Ling asked you to test my opinion at this moment."

Xue Zhiyi didn't get angry after hearing this, nor did she deny it. She just asked calmly, "Auntie, have you ever thought about why you miscarried when you were so careful?"

Speaking of this, a tear welled up in Rong Ziying's red eyes: "Are you here to laugh at me? If I could find evidence, I would have sent Fu Ling to see the authorities long ago!"

Xue Zhiyi sighed deeply, "My aunt doesn't trust my mother. Since she became pregnant, my father has allocated money for her food and clothing and asked his confidant to buy them privately. That is why the task of taking care of this baby has nothing to do with the people in my family. So no matter what mistakes are made, it has nothing to do with the people in my family."

Shaking his head, Xue Zhiyi said with regret: "It would be better to let mother take full responsibility from the beginning. For the sake of her own reputation, mother would not dare to let aunt and the child suffer any harm. This move of aunt was a wrong one."

Thinking of the tragic death of the child in her belly, Rong Ziying couldn't help but choked up and said, "What's the point of saying this now! I admit that I can't beat you people from Anxianju, but even rabbits will bite when they are angry. I won't swallow this anger easily. Sooner or later, I will make Fu Ling pay the price for this!"

Compared to Rong Ziying's collapse at this moment, Xue Zhiyi seemed extremely calm.

"On the day when Auntie had a miscarriage, there were many people in Zhefang Courtyard. Auntie, do you still remember where your bloodstained clothes went that day?"

The sudden question made Rong Ziying suddenly stunned: "What do you mean..."