Delicate and difficult to coax, the sick and spoiled son pinches his waist and spoils him wildly

Xu's revenge was avenged, and Jiang Wu's health improved a lot, and her complexion looked rosy.

Everyone in the mansion was happy, secretly reported several times that Wang Miaoyan paid for murder, and all the murders were solved by the hidden guards outside.Wang Miaoyan was afraid that the Wang family would know that she had been given the child-killing drug and lose her final use value. If the Wang family didn't know about this, they would not stand up for Wang Miaoyan. She alone was not something to be afraid of.

After a while, Mammy Xu brought out the chicken soup and millet porridge that had been simmering for several hours.The chicken is divided into very fine pieces, the color is light yellow, and a layer of chicken oil on the surface of the chicken soup has been removed.

"It smells so good, I've smelled it from afar. Go and serve me a bowl too." Zhu Rong scratched his head shyly at Jiang Wu and smiled, "It's thanks to you that I can eat these good things. I The women in the house find it troublesome and refuse to do it."

Uncle Taiping's mansion is full of military generals, and any woman in the mansion is a retired female soldier. After seeing a wider world, she naturally doesn't want to be confined to the backyard and deal with the kitchen for four or five hours a day.

"Miss, the Duke's Mansion has sent a message." Hong Ying grew up overnight, and she looked calm and calm, "Old Madam Wang has been inactive for six days, and tomorrow is the seventh day, and the funeral will be held. Let Let's go to send condolences."

Not only Jiang Wu, Zhu Rong and Qin Yuxuan will have to bring Jiang Wu with them tomorrow to comply with the rules.

"Just go, just to see what other moths they can do." Jiang Wu stirred the chicken porridge casually~
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The Duke's Mansion was so busy that the second wife assigned 20 people to take care of incense and refueling, and [-] people to take care of various utensils and so on.After everything was done, everyone in the Duke's Mansion knelt in the mourning hall.

"Mother, your son is not filial, and you were so angry that you were born to give birth to such a rebellious son." Grandpa Fang Zheng's face was full of remorse, and he blushed and was shirtless from crying.

"Boom!"

In the dark night, this sound startled everyone.

The second lady, who was kneeling on the futon, looked at the place where the voice came from, "Why does it sound like, it's in the old lady's coffin?"

The second lady was taken aback by her conjecture. The old lady watched her die in front of her, her eyes were wide open, and she was unwilling to die.

Everyone gradually got up from the futons and approached the coffin in small steps.

The butler was terrified and held his breath, laying his ear on the coffin and listening to the movement.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

It was quiet, and the housekeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Back to the Second Madam, Grandpa, I think it's the air coming into the old lady's birthday material, and the sound made by the wood." The housekeeper bowed his hands and reported.

Everyone was worried, let out a long sigh of relief
Suddenly, a gust of wind blows in from outside!

Bang bang bang!
In the mourning hall, Mrs. Wang's tablet was flipped down vigorously, and all the candles were blown out instantly.The fruit offerings above were overturned by someone, rolling down everywhere.

However, there was a strong wind, and there was no time for everyone to be distracted.The second lady was blown upside down and her hair was flying. She raised her sleeves with difficulty, and the sleeves were blown by the wind and stuck to her face.

Grandpa Guo guarded the crying concubine beside him, "Why are you crying? It's just the wind."

"Quick! Close the door!" Shen Kun yelled at the servants.

A total of five or six people closed the black door, and the wind ghosts outside were crying and howling, which sounded like an evil ghost roaring.The young servant girl was so frightened that her legs shook like chaff, "This, this is summer, where is the wind coming from?"

In the dark mourning hall, everyone's hearing and vision were maximized.Shen Kun felt a pair of cold, wrinkled people caressing his face, and the voice of the old lady floated in his ears: "Kun'er~come to accompany grandma~"

"Ahhh!" Shen Kun yelled loudly, fumbling towards the door.

Grandpa Shen Ruzhi said with awe-inspiring righteousness, "Take a fire pocket and light a lamp. Are they all dead?"

The housekeeper hastily took out the torch and blew on it, and the light of the star lit up the entire mourning hall.The second lady's legs were weak and she happened to be sitting on the futon behind her buttocks. She saw that the old lady's birthday coffin was opened at some time, and the old lady Wang, who was wearing a funeral suit and full of funerary objects, sat up with her arms crossed and facing the crowd.

The second lady and the other female relatives fainted from fright, and a strong foreign body sensation came from Shen Kun's throat.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough~" The man almost died from coughing, and finally pulled out a ring from his throat.Shen Kun threw the ring on the ground.

"Isn't this the old lady's hand? How could it come out of the young master's mouth?" The housekeeper was terrified.Shen Kun hastily went over and hugged Grandpa Guo's thigh, "Father, this is a fake corpse. The old lady will not die with peace in her eyes!"

The wind kept whistling, and the Duke of the country forcibly calmed down.

There were footsteps outside the door, and the hearts of everyone inside the door were beating wildly. With a "bang", the door was forcibly opened by the outside, and the door bolt broke.More than a dozen monks from Zhenguo Temple had their upper body bare, with bronze-colored muscles and distinct muscles. All of them clasped their hands together and recited the mantra of passing away.

"Host!" Grandpa Guo strode forward, welcoming people in respectfully.

The old monk in red cassock saw the black air surrounding Wang Miaoyan's body at a glance.What happened today is all because of this woman.

"Self-inflicted, you can't live~"

The host sees through that Mrs. Wang's death is related to Wang Miaoyan. People may not know clearly when they are alive, but they can clearly know who they are harmed after death.

The host strode forward to lay Madam Wang's body flat, and said with a solemn expression: "Madam Wang will not rest in peace. After tomorrow's burial, it is best to burn the body secretly afterwards, so as to ensure the safety of the Duke's mansion. The old monk will lead the temple Save the old lady for one night, please rest assured tonight."

After the people from Zhenguo Temple arrived, everything calmed down. The Duke's mansion was busy all the time, asking the doctor to check the pulse of the female relatives, and re-arranging the mourning hall.

The host's gaze was on Wang Miaoyan who was walking out of the mourning hall, and she noticed that she didn't care at all.

ghost?So what if there are ghosts?
Mrs. Wang couldn't beat herself when she was alive, so could she still hurt herself when she died?Wang Miaoyan sneered, at best to scare people.If there is a ghost, according to Fu Que's character, Suo Jiangwu's life will be the first one!

Wang Miaoyan clenched her fists, Jiang Wu killed Jiang Fuqu, and fed herself the medicine to kill her.She will never let that bitch go!
The woman quickly caught up with the Duke, and softly said: "Master, you just heard what the host said? Self-inflicted, you can't live. Miaoyan has been thinking about this sentence over and over again. The host's meaning is in It is said that Jiang Wu pissed off the old lady, which caused the old lady to be wronged, and everything will be calmed down unless Jiang Wu died? She pissed off my aunt, as the closest people to the old lady, we should think about revenge!"