"Since I dared to poison you, I never intended to let you live.
And you still expect me to fetch a physician for you? What on earth are you thinking?
Oh, right, I used rat poison. There's no antidote!
Just wait for death!"
"You... you venomous woman! I won't let you off even as a ghost."
"Villains like you will surely descend into the Eighteen Levels of Hell after you die!"
Jia Maolin roared, "You venomous woman! If I'd known, we should have sold you off too."
Jin Yuanyuan looked at Jia Maolin and said:
"Unfortunately, it's all too late. When you laid hands on Runrun, you should have known this day would come."
Jia Maowen rolled around on the floor:
"Father, it hurts! I don't want to die."
Looking at Jia Maowen writhing in agony, Jin Yuanyuan said:
"You don't want to die? That's not up to you!"
Before long, the Jia father and sons were in too much pain to speak. A little while later, all three fell silent forever.
Jin Yuanyuan approached them and held a hand beneath each of their noses. Only after confirming that they were all dead did she viciously kick their corpses several times.
After venting her rage, Jin Yuanyuan slumped to the floor, tears streaming down her face again.
She did not know how much time passed before she got up. Holding the urn of ashes, she went to the room her daughter had lived in and lay down on the bed. Breathing in her daughter's scent, she began to cry once more...
The next day, Jin Yuanyuan wrote a letter and left it in the room. Then she carried the urn out of the house and headed out of the city.
Song Yaoyao: *[What is Jin Yuanyuan going out of