this widow is not straight

Chapter 4 Back to the past
"Young Madam, Young Madam, wake up!!!"

A wave of shaking hit Wang Xiange until he was dizzy, and the scene in front of him changed rapidly, from the palace to the family temple of the Houfu.

She opened her eyes in a daze, only to find that she was back in the past again!
A strange little girl was shaking her desperately. When she saw her wake up, her face immediately beamed with joy. She pulled it up, still crying: "Young Madam, they have entered the inner courtyard and seem to want to harm you, what should I do, what should I do?"

"Who?" Wang Xiange frowned, trying to wake up.

"No, no, young lady, take off your clothes quickly and let the slaves change them!!!" The little girl didn't know what to think of, put down her immovable arms, climbed directly in front of Wang Xiange, and hurriedly untied her clothes. her buttons.

Perhaps because of nervousness, he didn't untie one pill for a while, but there was movement outside the door.

The little girl paused, and didn't care about unbuttoning her. She lifted Wang Xiange up and pushed her under the altar: "Young Madam, trust me! Hurry up and hide in."

She suppressed her voice and begged.

Wang Xiange struggled for a while before he understood his situation. He half-truthed and half-falsely said that Liu Su was not dead in front of Liu Qian. Did she send someone to silence her?

Immediately stopped the little girl and said: "Everyone is here, you can't hide from them, fortunately they don't dare to say anything."

"Ah?" The little girl was a little depressed, not daring to speak out but not daring to harm others, how could the young lady be so calm?

"This room is only this big, and the altar is in such an obvious position, there is no difference between hiding or not." She patiently explained to the little girl, but her hands were not idle, Qingmen took out a fire folder from the edge of the altar , In the shocked eyes of the little girl, the candle was lit directly.

Seeing the shadows of the two women reflected by the candlelight, the shadow outside the door didn't know what to do.

After all, his order was to knock the young lady unconscious and create the illusion that she committed suicide.

But now, the young lady is not asleep, there is a girl waiting by her side, even the candles are lit, how can he sneak up and create a false appearance?
It was impossible to forcefully break through, as long as there was a little noise, he would have to walk away without food.

If this is not the case, why should the madam ask him to act in secret and not reveal it?
Just when he was about to retreat, and was about to find another opportunity, the light in the room suddenly became brighter, mixed with the burning smell coming out!
Is this out of water?
God help me too!

His face brightened, and he kicked open the door without hesitation, intending to follow the trend - after all, there is no more traceless method of killing in this world than fire!

But he didn't expect that before he rushed into the house and saw no one, he was hit hard on the back of the head and fell to the ground in an instant.

At the same time, two female voices sounded at the same time:
"Help, it's a fire, it's a fire!!!"

The family temple of the Anding Hou Mansion was built in the southeast corner of the Hou Mansion. The surrounding area is empty and few people live in it. In addition, Mrs. Hou wanted to do private things, so the night watchman was arranged for another route. Suddenly, it caught fire, and suddenly Didn't arrive in time.

Wang Xiange looked at the gradually growing flame with a strange smile on his face.

"What's your name?" She looked at the little girl beside her.

"Ah? I, I didn't call!" The little girl was frightened and stupid. She never imagined that the young lady, who is weak and unable to take care of herself, is so skilled in murder and arson.

She shook her lips, sweating from fear and repeating again: "Young Madam, the servant really didn't call, really!"

"No, you yelled, you yelled with me just now." Seeing that she was about to suffocate from nervousness, Wang Xiange felt a little sympathetic. After all, what normal wife can do such a thing!She took the little girl's hand and said: "Look, you and I yelled like this just now: Help, it's a fire, it's a fire!!!"

Shouting and laughing.

The family temple of Andinghou Mansion is gone!
No matter whether she will go back to the future or not, at least there is a difference between now and the future!
Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of Liu Su in the coffin.

She is so lucky to be able to go back to the past, then - Liu Su don't even think about having good luck!

Didn't he fake death?Make it real for him!

She grabbed the little girl who was trembling into a ball, and said to the firelight: "Come with me, no matter what your name is, you will be mine from now on, sister will protect you!!!"

The little girl was dragged staggeringly to the mourning hall by taking a shortcut.

As Wang Xiange expected, Liu Su faked her death. Naturally, there would be no master who would be free to guard the mourning hall. She was sent to the family temple, and there would be no master of the Liu family in the mourning hall.

Hong Ling and Hong Mian stayed inside, they didn't know if they were over-hearted or they were overwhelmed by fright, they slept together guarding the brazier until they didn't know what happened.

Even Wang Xiange's entry into the mourning hall failed to wake them up.

That being the case, don't scare them!
Wang Xiange gave a hand knife each, and the two were beaten unconscious, and then dragged them out of the mourning hall together with the little girl.

The little girl was obedient, and while pulling people, she looked at the empty mourning hall, feeling strange in her heart - when her father died, there were still a few elder brothers from the clan helping to watch the night, how honorable it was to wait Will the mourning hall of the prince of the family be so deserted?
After Wang Xiange put the person away, he went into the mourning hall to look for tools at hand. It happened that a bronze lamp holder was thick and heavy, and it could be used as a sharp weapon to hurt people, and it could also be used for lighting.

She took off the lamp holder, walked to the coffin, and pushed the heavy coffin lid out a foot away with both hands.

The light was dim, and the face in the coffin was illuminated with a faint blue light. Just like in the morning, "Liu Su" lay stiff and straight, as if he was really dead.

Back in the past, Wang Xiange naturally didn't believe in this evil, she kicked a footstool, took the lamp holder and stepped on it.

Stretching out his hand to touch the neck of the person in the coffin, the tentacles were warm and slightly undulating—it was indeed alive!

Unexpectedly, he didn't know how to avoid it. In order to deceive others, a living person actually lay in a coffin for a day and a night!

Wang Xiange thought of everything that happened in the future, and the evil came from his heart, he raised the candlestick in his hand and threw it down: "Since you want to die, then my aunt will help you!!!"

But before she had time to hit someone, the back of her hand went numb, and the candlestick fell down!

At the same time, a gust of wind rushed down from the beam, and all the candles in the mourning hall were suddenly extinguished!

"Young lady, young lady?" In the darkness, the little girl chattered her teeth, and asked tentatively, "Is this the son who cheated the corpse?"

She was answered by silence.

"No, the son is not dead, what kind of deceitful corpse!" Wang Xiange quickly dodged when the candlestick fell, rubbing her numb arm, and asked in the direction of the little girl: "Is there still fire in the brazier?" ? I'll have to light it up and see."

"Ah? The prince is not dead?" The little girl suppressed the doubts in her heart, walked to the brazier, and kicked the brazier in front of it with her feet. Sure enough, there were unburnt paper money at the bottom of the brazier, which was shining slightly red. Put the unburned paper money on the side into it, and after a few breaths, the paper money ignited.

The little girl raised her head excitedly, only to find that the coffin in front of Wang Xiange was shining brighter than the paper money burning in the brazier!
Under the bright light, Wang Xiange's face shone slightly red, looking very charming!

"Young lady, what's the matter with you?"

(End of this chapter)