Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

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The sentence that I would rather she be a grass tree completely made Miss Zhang lose her desire to tell.

She should know, A Niang never listened to her arguments.

Accompanied by the sound of coughing, Miss Zhang smiled wryly, "Mother, do you really think I don't know what you think these years?"

If it wasn't for her younger brother's early death, A Niang would never be willing to give her a little more energy.

A Niang's motherly heart seems to have never been opened because of her.

Then what is she?
The next best thing?

Or is it a ruthless tool?
"Aniang, I just want you to love me more." The slumped voice was filled with endless despair and pain.

Zhang's face showed disgust, and he tore off the safety amulet tied on Miss Zhang's chest, and flipped through it casually, "It's really black."

"If it weren't for that shameless little lady of the Li family, how could you have become so ignorant."

"Up to now, I dare to question my mother's painstaking efforts."

Randomly, the peace talisman landed on the candlelight beside him.

The candlelight suddenly brightened, and the flames that sprang up would swallow up the peace talisman in the blink of an eye.

Miss Zhang's pupils dilated instantly, and she rushed over desperately, holding the burning peace talisman in her hand.

Looking at the burnt palm and the peace talisman with only one corner left, Miss Zhang suddenly felt relieved.

Does it hurt?

It doesn't hurt.

All along, no matter how harshly the mother and the nanny punished her, they would not leave scars on her body, as if only in that way, she was the most perfect work.

Now, this burn made her look like a living person instead of an object.

Miss Zhang stared at the burn on her palm obsessively, turning a blind eye to the furious and anxious mother beside her.

When the doctor came, Zhang's only request was not to leave a scar, but he didn't care whether it would hurt or not.

The chattering cursing rang in her ears, but Miss Zhang ignored it and found it funny instead.

It is said that A Niang is a rare Bodhisattva with a great heart and a kind heart, gentle and virtuous, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but is it true?
Could it be that she will become such a person in the future?
Use a virtuous name, use submissiveness, tightly wrap the emotions in your heart that have nowhere to vent, torture yourself day after day, and torture those who are weaker than you?
She doesn't want to, and doesn't want to.

When will such a day be the end?

She seemed unable to follow her sister's instructions. If she had known this, she shouldn't have made a promise to visit her sister.

She really wanted to go and see sister Zhao's home, and see the mother whom sister Zhao loved so much.

Miss Zhang was dumbfounded, and let the doctor apply medicine to bandage her, and then listened to A Niang and the doctor telling lies to cover up the truth.

Xu was sympathetic for a while, and Mrs. Zhang sent Miss Zhang back to the courtyard, and the punishment was lifted.

From the beginning to the end, Miss Zhang didn't say a word.

The days passed, the rainy days stopped, the courtyard walls began to be built, but Miss Zhang's cough caused by the cold became more and more serious, and the burning of her palms became a deep-rooted scar.

Mrs. Zhang was so anxious that she didn't care about getting rid of the scars. She boiled the medicine bowl after bowl, but she couldn't get better.

Miss Zhang saw it in her eyes, but felt sad in her heart.

Was A Niang's anxiety ever partly because of her alone?

In the dead of night, there are occasional Kongming lanterns flying slowly next door. Miss Zhang's withered wood-like heart seems to be nostalgic, but she can't be in spring.

No one can save her, not even herself.

For countless nights, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and all she could do was follow the steps of A Niang's request, close her eyes, take a nap, and wait for the dawn.

can not fall asleep!
It's ridiculous to say that in the past few days of letting go, she was able to fall asleep again.

Day and night, sleepy all day.

Mom, I'm really tired.

According to sister, may you have a pure heart all your life.

"Mrs. Zhang, please ask Gao Ming again."

Another doctor returned without success.

Mrs. Zhang scolded quack doctors, but she still didn't reflect on herself.

Sunge's family finally found out about the serious illness of Zhang's young lady who had no medicine for Shi Wuyi.

Sun Ge sighed, heart disease can be cured by medicine and stone?
As an outsider, she couldn't wake up Mrs. Zhang, nor could she save Mrs. Zhang.

Even if she offered a helping hand this time, what awaited Miss Zhang was still the same confinement and torture.

It is not surprising that self-mutilation, self-mutilation and even suicide are common.

In the middle of the night, when everything was silent, Sun Ge also quietly crossed the courtyard wall to peek at Miss Zhang.

Miss Zhang, who was sleeping, showed no resignation, no struggle, only silence.

Wait to die!

The word came to Sunge's mind subconsciously.

Miss Zhang is not only not afraid of death, but is gladly welcoming the arrival of death.

It seems to be seeking a relief in this way, and also betting on whether she can win the love of Zhang's mother.

At this moment, Sunge knew that there was nothing she could do.

Since hearing the news, Li Qingzhao is like an ant on a hot pot, unable to stop for a moment.

The safety symbol to ensure safety is a lie.

Kongming lanterns to pray for blessings are also deceptive.

None of these things made Sister Zhang better.

Mrs. Zhang strictly ordered that Zhang's house be closed and no outsiders were seen, but in the dead of night, Taoist priests and monks were allowed to sneak in to the door, hoping to have the power to return to heaven.

Unfortunately……

It is said that Mrs. Zhang saw that there was no way to return to heaven, so she decided to marry a high-ranking and wealthy family in a yin marriage, and let Miss Zhang enter the ancestral grave, and by the way, she wanted to find some in-laws, so that even if she was left as a widowed old woman, she would be taken care of for a while. .

Another night, Sun Ge was awakened by the fire that pierced the sky and the crackling of the house.

A fire broke out in Zhang's house, and there was no body left of Miss Zhang's body.

At the end, Miss Zhang finally made a choice for herself and left with a clean and free body.

The oil-soaked cloth wrapped around her body was tragic and decisive.

Such a tragedy, even if it had been expected, would inevitably be tragic.

Li Qingzhao was depressed for many days, the confusion and bewilderment in his eyes were gradually replaced by firmness.

"Aniang, girls are born with the right to make choices freely."

It is not an accessory, it is not an emotionless tool, and it is not a commodity for trading.

Women are human too!
At a young age, Li Qingzhao gradually understood what Miss Zhang said to her that day.

after that.

It is heard that Mrs. Zhang abandoned her gentle and honest image, and first made a big disturbance in the medical office, cursing doctors for taking human lives indiscriminately, and quack doctors for killing people.

The doctor reported to the official, the government came forward, punished with a rod, and imposed a fine, but nothing happened.

Immediately afterwards, he thought about clinging to the high-ranking family who had intended to marry a yin relative before, and wanted to hold a pile of ashes in the ruins and be the ashes of a little lady, so he was driven away, and he was in a mess.

He kept saying, "I love my daughter, I love my daughter, I want to seek justice for my daughter, I want to find a home for my daughter."

After that, there was very little news about Mrs. Zhang.

Seems crazy?

Appears to be missing?
No one knows its true whereabouts.

In the end, no one knows whether Mrs. Zhang has come to her senses or is obsessed with obsession.