Becoming the sickly wife of a literary giant

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Liu Zhangqing went out to prepare sacrifices, as his parents would die tomorrow. He returned to his small but clean house with his things in his hands, and when he opened the door, he saw three men standing inside.

One of them was an acquaintance, and one of the people he didn't want to see again in his life.

"Master Zhangqing, the master has something to ask you, please come back to the old house with us." The one who spoke was the old man with gray hair in front of him, with a tough tone that would not allow for negotiation.

He was the housekeeper of the Liu family's old house, and was called Uncle Liu. It was said that it was picked up by Old Master Liu outside, and he was given the surname of the Liu family. He watched Liu Zhichen grow up since he was a child, and was the most loyal old dog of Liu Zhichen. I don't know how many dirty things he helped him deal with privately.

Liu Zhangqing put the things on the table without hearing anything, and turned around expressionlessly to go back to his room.

This was not the first time that his so-called uncle had sent someone to look for him, and the earliest could be traced back to the second half of last year. The first two times, the people who came were Liu's servants, and later, the bodyguards came to abduct him back.

He escaped halfway.

Liu Zhangqingsi was not afraid of Liu Zhichen's anger, and the people he cared about were no longer alive. There were no people or things in this world that could threaten him. If the Liu family came to him, it would definitely not be a good thing.

What he didn't expect was that he had repeatedly offended Liu Zhichen, but this person did not do anything out of the ordinary. This time, even the old housekeeper was sent. He had a hunch in his heart that he had to go back today even if he didn't want to.

Uncle Liu kindly reminded: "Master Zhang Qing, you should know your limits when you are willful. Master has given you face several times."

Liu Zhangqing still wanted to fight for it, but calmly said: "I have nothing to do with the Liu family, and I will not go with you. Don't bother my life in the future, I don't owe you anything."

Uncle Liu looked calm and didn't take this kid seriously at all: "Tomorrow is the anniversary of your parents' death, Master Zhang Qing probably doesn't want any accidents."

If he wasn't useful to Master, he would never set foot in this place in his life. No one in the Liu family, even the grass and trees, can escape the control of the Liu family unless Master takes the initiative to give up.

Tease Liu Zhangqing, as easy as teasing a little mouse. It's no exaggeration to say that life and death are just a thought away.

Although Liu Zhangqing was well prepared, he still couldn't help but tear up when he heard the other party casually mention the deceased. He hated his own powerlessness.

He turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with hatred for the Liu family, and his voice was hoarse: "I'll go with you."

Uncle Liu didn't care about his attitude, and raised a formal arc at the corner of his mouth: "That's right, the master hates people who disobey his orders the most. Please remember this, Master Zhangqing."

The four words "Master Zhangqing" were full of sarcasm, and they sounded extremely harsh and uncomfortable in Liu Zhangqing's ears, as if he had returned to the first half of his life when he was controlled and restrained.

Back to the silent Liu residence, it was obviously the vibrant April, but he felt a chill coming from his back and feet. The huge courtyard was covered with lush trees, and not a single bird was heard.