CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 78: YOUR SON IS DEAD, AND NOW YOU WILL DIE TOO

Fu Shinian clutched her head after dinner, complaining of fatigue, so everyone quickly had Chunmian help her back to rest.

Fu Shinian relaxed only after returning to her room.

How could her mother think that she had feelings for Marquis Changping!

Unconsciously, Xiao Chengyu’s face appeared in Fu Shinian’s mind.

To be fair, Xiao Chengyu was indeed quite handsome.

Fu Shinian shook her head, casting Xiao Chengyu out of her mind, and drowsily closed her eyes again.

Although the journey back was much more comfortable, it was still tiring.

Despite sleeping during the day, it still wasn’t enough, and the moment her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep again.

She slept so deeply that Fu Shinian didn’t realize she was dreaming.

Unknowingly, she found herself in a bedroom.

The bedroom looked somewhat unfamiliar; she had never seen it before.

But as the scene progressed, Fu Shinian found herself by the bedside, and it was Madam Xiao resting there.

At this moment, Madam Xiao was weakly lying on the bed, emaciated, with only Nanny Wang by her side.

"Madam!" Fu Shinian called.

But Madam Xiao neither saw nor heard her; her gaze was fixed elsewhere.

Fu Shinian turned her head and saw Aunt Liu walking in, her face full of barely concealed triumph.

"Oh, Madam, still holding on?" Aunt Liu’s voice was extremely high-pitched with arrogance, "Xiao Chengyu is dead, you can let go in peace!"

Madam Xiao looked angrily at Aunt Liu, "Dream on! Even if Chengyu is no more, I will guard this Marquis’ residence, I won’t let you and your son succeed!"

"Guard? How?" Aunt Liu covered her mouth with a handkerchief, laughing so hard she shook, "Sister, how do you think Xiao Chengyu died?"

"What do you mean?" Madam Xiao’s face turned cold.

"Although everyone said Xiao Chengyu didn’t have long to live," Aunt Liu said leisurely, "before he died, his body wasn’t robust, but also not so weak that he would just drop dead. Sister, don’t you agree?"

Madam Xiao’s eyes widened in anger, "It was you!"

Aunt Liu, despite her age, twisted her waist, whose curves had long faded, moving a step closer to the bedside.

Now that Madam is severely ill, the room is filled with the smell of medicine, and incense is no longer used to avoid harm.

Aunt Liu, holding her nose in disdain, arrogantly said, "Who told him to stubbornly cling to the Marquis title?"

"Always saying he was dying but hung on for so long without actually dying." Aunt Liu still gritted her teeth in anger as she recalled, "Since he wouldn’t go peacefully, we helped him along."

"You murdered my son!" Madam Xiao’s eyes turned red with anger.

She had worked so hard to treat Xiao Chengyu, searching for renowned physicians, carefully nursing him back to better health.

The Imperial Physician even said that given the circumstances, Xiao Chengyu still had some time to live.

But suddenly, he fell gravely ill and passed away without any warning.

The suddenness left Madam Xiao unprepared.

After Xiao Chengyu’s death, the breath Madam Xiao had been holding immediately deflated.

Having a parent with white hair sending off a child with black hair, she herself fell gravely ill.

Even Nanny Wang did not expect Madam Xiao’s condition to deteriorate so quickly, to the point it seemed unreasonable.

At this moment, Nanny Wang suddenly realized, "Madam’s illness, was it also your doing?"

Madam Xiao also realized it at this moment.

Aunt Liu laughed, "Since Madam is already sick, let’s give her relief, sparing her the pain of lingering illness, isn’t that kinder?"

"Besides, the Marquis’ residence has long changed hands." Aunt Liu coldly stated, "Madam shouldn’t cling to it anymore."

"Sister, you couldn’t defeat me in the first half of life." Aunt Liu said, "Only because the old Marquis passed early, letting Xiao Chengyu inherit the title for those years, you had some good days."

"Unfortunately, Xiao Chengyu was short-lived." Aunt Liu laughed triumphantly, "This life, you can’t beat me!"

"Your son is dead, now you’re going to die too." Aunt Liu spread her arms, "From now on, this Marquis’ residence belongs to my son, we are the masters of this place!"

Aunt Liu’s gaze turned frenzied, "You’ve never defeated me! You can’t beat me!"

"Ugh!" Madam Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Madam!" Nanny Wang quickly supported her.

But this time, Madam Xiao spat so much blood, it couldn’t be stopped.

"It’s no use." Aunt Liu said, "She’ll only keep spitting more and more."

Finally, Madam Xiao stopped spitting blood, but she lay motionless over the bed.

"Madam! Madam!" Nanny Wang cried out in a piercing voice, but there was no response from Madam.

Nanny Wang’s hand trembled as she brought her fingers under Madam Xiao’s nose.

Madam Xiao had breathed her last.

"Madam!" Nanny Wang cried out, "Oh, Madam, how could you be so unfortunate, Madam!"

Aunt Liu had enough of Nanny Wang’s wails.

When Madam Xiao managed the household, Nanny Wang was just one of her dogs, constantly making trouble for her.

Now with no one backing Nanny Wang, Aunt Liu ordered coldly, "Take this troublesome servant out to the courtyard and beat her to death!"

"Let me go!" Nanny Wang shouted, "I’m an honest citizen, you don’t have my contract, you have no right to kill me!"

"Gag her!" Aunt Liu commanded coldly, "My son is the Marquis, what can’t I do? Killing an old servant like you is nothing I’m afraid of doing!"

"Weren’t you loyal to your master?" Aunt Liu loudly declared, "Then go serve her in the afterlife!"

"Oh! Madam, it’s so unfair! Heaven is unfair!" Nanny Wang cried as she was pinned down on the long bench, "How could these treacherous people gain power! Heaven, you are blind!"

The cudgels thudded dully on Nanny Wang’s body.

Nanny Wang cursed and shouted, but after a while, she fell silent.

Aunt Liu stepped out to see that the blood Nanny Wang had coughed up stained half of her face red.

"Throw her down the well." Aunt Liu said coldly.

"Madam! Nanny Wang!" Fu Shinian suddenly sat up.

It was still midnight, outside was pitch black.

The faint, pale moonlight cast eerie, distorted shadows on the furniture, intensifying the fear.

"Miss." Chunmian and Chunyu rushed over, "What were you dreaming about, Miss?"

Except during her time in Ganning, the two weren’t with her.

In the residence, Fu Shinian had been having frequent nightmares lately, for reasons unknown.

Tomorrow she’d have to inform Madam to see if someone should be called to check the place for anything unclean.

Fu Shinian took several deep breaths to calm down, "Pour me some hot water."

Just awakened from a nightmare, a bone-chilling cold remained.