Yue Qinghua looked up, wiped a handful of tears and ran towards the dry well.

She climbed in the dry well full of dust, lifted the dead branches and leaves that covered the entrance, and saw Shen Yuting's haggard face.

"Auntie? What are you doing here? "

At that time, Shen Yuting was in rags. She was sitting under the dry well, holding her knees and looking up at the moon above the well.

She opened her lips slightly. Before she spoke, tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

"Qing Chinese? You You're not dead? "

Yue Qinghua cries and nods her head. She shouts the servant and pulls Shen Yuting up from the bottom of the well.

Shen Yuting is full of dirt. She is thin, just like a bamboo pole.

It's totally different from what it used to be.

Yue Qinghua is crying. She takes a bath and changes clothes for her.

She took Shen Yuting back to her present residence.

They held each other and sobbed in a low voice.

"Qinghua, my aunt thought you were dead. She thought that I had offended yueqianlan, and she would not let me go, so I hid in that dry well day and night. Only hiding there, I think, can I survive. However, every day, people still throw things down the dry well, sometimes food, sometimes a big stone. Some people want my life, and I dare not come out... " Shen Yuting is in a trance. She says it's yueqianlan who's hurting her. She also says that her third aunt can't tolerate her. In a word, her spirit is a little confused.

Yue Qinghua listens to Shen Yuting's confused words, and her eyes pass a trace of coldness.

She took the handkerchief and wiped the tears on Shen Yuting's cheek.

"Don't worry, auntie. Although I can't find yueqianlan to avenge you now, one day, we will succeed in revenge. In addition, the third aunt is now abandoned. The evidence that she poisoned the old lady is solid, and she has been imprisoned by my father. If you want revenge, you can do it any time. If you want her life, I can help you... "

Shen Yuting looked at Yue Qinghua in a daze: "really Really? "

All her life, she was defeated by the third aunt.

I thought that she had entered yueshengfeng's heart, but I didn't expect that in the end, third aunt was the best. She hated third aunt as much as yueqianlan.

Yue Qinghua gives Shen Yuting a good meal. That night, she takes Shen Yuting to the house where she is imprisoned.

When the third aunt saw Yue Qinghua coming with Shen Yuting, her eyes flashed a trace of fear.

"You What do you want to do? "

Yue Qinghua releases Shen Yuting, steps forward, raises her hand, and slaps the third aunt.

"What do you want to do? Naturally, I beat you to vent my anger Third aunt, your time is up. Shall we give you a ride? "

Yue Qinghua slapped the third aunt several times. The third aunt was so dazzled by her that the whole corner of her mouth was bleeding. The whole person was in a mess.

At the moment, she is very regretful. Why should she listen to Jun Lengyan's instigation and start with the old lady and touch yueshengfeng's bottom line. Now, she completely annoyed Yue Shengfeng, and he would never take care of her again.

The third aunt was full of remorse and despair.

Yue Qinghua slapped her and thoroughly relieved her anger. Then she looked at Shen Yuting: "aunt, you must have a lot of hatred at the bottom of your heart. Why don't you beat her a few times to get rid of it."

Shen Yuting clenched her lips, clenched her fists, and her eyes were on fire.

She pounced on the third aunt and pinched her neck: "you say, my child, was it you who hurt me? You answer me honestly... "

The third aunt's eyes flickered. Naturally, she could not tell the truth at this time, adding fuel to the fire, so she had a frightened excuse on her face.

"No I have no idea what you're talking about. How could I have the energy to harm your children? Didn't your child miscarry because he knew that Shen Zhinian was dead and was stimulated to stumble? What does all this have to do with me? You can't blame me for what I haven't done... "

Shen Yuting tears from the corner of her eyes, biting her lip and shaking her head.

"No Although I was excited to trip when Zhinian died, there were too many stones in the garden. Moreover, the person who informed me of the news that day was not from my hospital. This matter, I think for a long time, think about it, and then gradually come to an end. I remember seeing the man who informed me of his death in your hospital And the steward in the garden is also the one who makes friends with the girls in your yard. "

"Although it shows that all this has nothing to do with you, all the people involved in it have something to do with you more or less. Liu Wanrou, do you dare to swear to heaven that you are not the murderer of my child

Third aunt guilty of dodging eyes, dare not go to see Shen Yuting.

If take her own poison oath, she is not afraid, but Hao'er is her heart, is her only hope now, how can she take her son's life poison oath?"I I haven't done this. Why should I swear? Shen Yuting, I think you are crazy. You are making trouble out of nothing. "

Shen Yuting looked at the expression of the third aunt, what else she didn't understand.

It's all a sign of a guilty heart. If she's frank, why is she so evasive?

Oh, unexpectedly, in the end, she was defeated by such a gentle and kind woman.

Shen Yuting's eyes burst out a cold sense of killing. She raised her hand and pulled out the hairpin from her temples. Without saying a word, she bit her teeth and stabbed her third aunt's chest.

"You've done harm to my child, Liu Wanrou. I want you to pay for his life..."

The third aunt took a breath of cold air and looked at the hairpin that was close at hand and inserted in her heart.

"Shen Yu Ting... " Poof Chi, a mouthful of blood from the third aunt's mouth, suddenly sprayed on Shen Yuting's face.

Shen Yuting raised her hand and wiped the blood on her cheek.

She hooked her lips and gave a cold smile: "if my child didn't die, he would be a little childe a few months old now. But you killed all this. Don't worry, Liu Wanrou. If I kill you, I'll destroy your son. If you don't make me feel better, I'll let you taste what hell is... "

"You Shen Yuting, you are not allowed to kill my child. " The third aunt's mouth was bleeding, and she was about to die, but she still clung tightly to Shen Yuting's sleeve and roared with the last breath of her body. Shen Yuting pushed her away and stood up slowly.

"You're dying. What else can I do? Oh Goodbye, Liu Wanrou. "