Chapter 651 (2/2)

After hearing this, Aunt Li hastily advised, ”madam, this can't be done...”

Lady Shufei shook her head and sat down beside the bed. She said in a soft voice: ”my aunt is ill and can't blow the wind. You all listen to me.”

Aunt Li smiles bitterly. People who are about 50 years old have a yellow complexion and have lost the spirit of the previous two years.

After Cen Gong's public relations finished, she withdrew her sight from the curtain and said to Aunt Li, ”what's the matter with Aunt Li? You don't have to worry about it. Don't worry about it. I hope you can continue to help me when I'm well. ”

Looking at the side of the bed, she saw the big lady when she was young. Aunt Li sighed gently and said to the truth: ”madam, don't comfort me. I don't have much time. Please come here. I don't want to die. I still have a problem. Now I tell my mother to listen to me. I believe it or not.”

She has been in the palace for so many years, what can I hide from her?

After the chrysanthemum accident, Aunt Li thought better than anyone that Qiuhe was not the real murderer. Qiuhe had no time to prepare quickly, so the remaining suspects belonged to her and his cousin. One was an old servant who had been loyal to his mother for more than 30 years, and the other was a niece brought up by her mother. She doubted that neither of them was comfortable. So she found out that she began to send father-in-law Cen to stare at her. Although Aunt Li was sad, she also understood her mother's difficulties.

Since the mother chose to trust Biao girl and doubt her, as long as she lived well, no matter how she explained it, she would not believe it. Therefore, Aunt Li didn't defend herself. She wanted to use the following ten years and twenty years to prove it to her mother. By the way, she secretly paid attention to the watch girl and grasped the handle of the watch girl. Unexpectedly, God didn't want her to live

It's good to say that people are dying and their words are good. Now that she is going to go, Aunt Li hopes that her mother's trust can be replaced by her own death. Even if she can't, she should be alert to the girl.

When she was so open-minded and aggrieved in the end, Aunt Li shed tears in her eyes and held Shu Fei's hand and said, ”in a blink of an eye, my mother is nearly forty. The old slave still remembers seeing her for the first time. She is only nine years old and wears a bun on her head. She looks at the old slave shyly, but she has to pretend to be an adult.”

Lady Shu's eyes drooped and her face was calm.