Fast wear is no cannon fodder

Chapter 131 The Scumbag Who Killed His Wife and Son 15
Talking, talking, Qian Chun's eyes were red with grievance.

She slapped bitterly and poked the table vigorously.

It seemed that the round table in front of him was Ye Wuyou.

I wish I could poke a hole in Ye Wuyou.

"She has nothing!"

"Why did you take Master Hou's heart away?!"

"Mother, you said you would help me. But you, why did you just watch Houye, being dazzled by that bitch Ye Wuyou, but refused to promise me to kill her!"

"You, you are still too young..."

Mrs. Qian stopped lying on the Arhat's bed, and walked to her slowly with her shoes drooping.

"Why are you so restless?"

"Don't talk, listen to me."

Seeing that Qian Chun was not convinced, he wanted to say something.

Mrs. Qian waved her hand and interrupted her.

"It's because I'm too used to you. I never let you suffer a little bit of grievance, so you can't even bear such a little bit of grievance."

"Have you forgotten what I said?"

"I didn't forget!"

Qian Chun gritted his teeth bitterly, and lowered his eyes.

"You haven't forgotten, but you never want to remember it in your heart."

Pozi Qian shook her head, and put her well-maintained hand on her shoulder.

"How many times have I told you, don't look at you being raised by me, enjoying the life of the eldest daughter of the Hou Mansion, the life of a golden and precious young lady."

"But, don't forget your identity."

Qian Chun's shoulders shook violently, and he poked the round table harder and harder.

"You are my daughter, what is my identity?"

Even though she knew that her words were poking Qian Chun's heart, Mrs. Qian still wanted to speak out.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may not get anything.

"I am a servant of the Hou Mansion, and you are no exception in the slavery."

"If you want to get rid of your status as a servant, if you want to stop being a slave, you have to wait patiently for the opportunity instead of being brave now."

"I can not be reconciled."

Qian Chun bit her lip desperately, bleeding from the bite, but she couldn't feel the pain.

"If you are not reconciled, you have to endure."

In an instant, Mrs. Qian's face became cold.

"Otherwise, you can only be a servant for the rest of your life."

"Okay, don't be angry."

"Let's get rid of that bitch Ye Qing first, and then I'll help you snatch Lord Hou back from that bitch Ye Wuyou."

"There are priorities, we always have to do the same thing."

"If you really want to sit on the chair of the mistress of the Hou Mansion, and really want to hold Master Hou in your hands, don't be in a hurry..."

Qian Chunmeng raised his eyes: "Mother, I want to make that bitch Ye Qing not only ruin her reputation, but also let her die without a place to bury her!"

No matter who it is, as long as she blocks her way, she will never let that person go!
"Look, you're still a little impatient."

Mrs. Qian took the hand on her shoulder and sat down beside her.

"I know, you resent her for being the first wife of the Marquis. Even if you succeed in the future, you can only be the second wife of the Marquis."

"She doesn't deserve it!"

Qian Chun said stiffly: "Master Hou is such a good person, Ye Qing, that little bitch, how can he be worthy of him?!"

"You, don't even think about it, I am your mother, can I let you suffer such grievances and humiliation?"

Mrs. Qian sneered, her words were full of confidence in winning.

"Don't worry, Lord Hou's first wife can only be you, and it must be you."

In order to catch Zhongyonghou, the only one who can be caught, he can let his family cross classes and change their identities.

As long as there is anyone who can threaten her daughter, one counts as one, and she will all be sent to hell.

"By the way, you must always remember it for me."

She knew that Qian Chun was spoiled by her, but Mrs. Qian also had confidence that she could continue to pamper her like this.

He didn't force her to correct it, but just told her one more sentence.

"We can ruin Ye Qing and Ye Wuyou's reputation, but we can't show any intention of wanting them to die without a place to bury them."

"Especially in front of Lord Hou, you must firmly remember it for me."

"I see, mother."

Qian Chun replied bluntly, tearing the veil in her hand fiercely.

It seemed that the twisted and deformed veils torn by her were Ye Qing and Ye Wuyou.

Until the handkerchief in his hand was torn to pieces.

She suddenly called out to Mrs. Qian.

"Mother, make arrangements for that bitch Ye Qing!"

"It's all arranged."

Mrs. Qian nodded.

In order to arrange the plan for tonight, she spent a total of two thousand taels of silver.

"Master Hou doesn't want to see her. The men we kindly found for her will definitely serve her well."

The corners of Qian Chun's mouth curled up triumphantly and viciously, and then quickly pressed down again.

"Mother, will Lord Hou really not be angry?"

"No, I grew up watching Lord Hou. I know him best. "

Mrs. Qian had a triumphant expression on her face, and the corners of her brows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable embarrassment.

"Mom, you are so kind."

Qian Chun's mood had just cleared up after the rain, and he threw himself into her arms with a smile and acted coquettishly.

Ye Qing stood outside and listened to the whole process, a layer of ice condensed in her beautiful and bright phoenix eyes.

Facing such scum, if she is still required to be kind.

Don't blame her for looking directly at someone with an eighteen-meter sword in her hand.

In the room, Mrs. Qian's words continued to spread.

"Let's just wait and see the show. After tonight, we don't need to take action."

"Master Hou will personally send her to hell, so that she will die without a place to bury her."

"You don't need Zhongyonghou to send me to hell, I'll send you bitches to hell first."

Ye Qing said.

Lifting the curtain, he strode into the house.

"Who?!"

Mrs. Qian and Qian Chun, mother and daughter, were taken aback by her sudden appearance.

After seeing clearly that it was her, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ye Qing, why is it you?!"

"You... haven't been lying down all the time and can't get up? How did you get up?!"

"If I don't get up again, how can I hear you bitches plotting against me blatantly and viciously?"

Ye Qing approached step by step, and Qian Pozi and Qian Chun were caught off guard and retreated step by step in fright.

"You, you, so you have always been pretending?"

Mrs. Qian looked at Ye Qing who was acting as usual and was even healthier than ordinary people.

A possibility floated in my heart, but I couldn't believe it.

Because she had tested it many times before, she couldn't see that it had been poisoned for three years.

People who can only lie on the bed and cannot move are pretending.

"Yeah, if I didn't pretend to be killed by you, I couldn't get up. How could you show your more vicious wolf ambition so quickly."

Ye Qing deliberately deepened her suspicion, watching the mother and daughter's faces change.

"I have endured for three full years in order to show you off!"

(End of this chapter)