Does your husband only love his wife?I turned around and left the house to marry a villain

Liang Wanzhi was stunned for a moment. A hot stream flowed down her head and a burning sensation was burning on her forehead. She could no longer feel the pain, but she could feel the blood flowing down her hair and slowly across her face.

She raised her fingers and dabbed the hot liquid on her face.

Take it and have a look.

is blood.

She looked back at the possessed Song Wenjing, and could not believe that the well-behaved child in the past would actually hit her with a teapot: "You..."

"Hit me?"

Her head was dizzy, but Liang Wanzhi still managed to stand up from the ground: "I am your mother."

This sentence instantly broke Song Wenjing down. He clasped Liang Wanzhi's shoulders with both hands and roared angrily, "I would rather not have a stupid and selfish mother like you. When you gave me to my stepmother, you and dad should have stayed away from Yanjing City and never come back."

"But you asked for one thing, and then you wanted a second, a third, and finally you dreamed of becoming the wife of the Marquis's mansion. If I hadn't been selfish for you, harming my stepmother and the Xie family, I wouldn't be reduced to this state now. This is retribution, all retribution."

"I really hope that my stepmother is my biological mother. I have never had a mother as vulgar and greedy as you. Song Qian deserves to be beheaded. You deserve to be reduced to being ridden by thousands of men and slept with by tens of thousands of men. You all deserve it. You all deserve to die. Hahahaha..."

Liang Wanzhi was deeply stimulated by Song Wenjing's words, then her eyes rolled and she fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Song Wenjing shouted, "Someone come here."

"Sir." The bandit walked in.

The way they addressed Song Wenjing was Song Wenjing's own request, and this also satisfied Song Wenjing's desire to be an official.

Song Wenjing pointed at Liang Wanzhi and said, "Throw her down the mountain and give her to the Xiao family guards."

"What, what?" The bandit was stunned and looked down at Liang Wanzhi, confirming the matter again and again.

Song Wenjing said: "I told you to throw him off the mountain, so just throw him off the mountain. If you don't do this, how can the Xiao family army be willing to leave Heifeng Village?" After hearing what Song Wenjing said, the bandit soldiers nodded in agreement, and then dragged Liang Wanzhi down the mountain.

Liang Wanzhi was soon captured by Xiao's army, who then sent a letter back to Beijing at full speed, asking Gu Changning how to deal with Liang Wanzhi.

At the same time, Song Wenjing wrote another letter to Xie Jinyun. This time, he handed the letter to the eunuch Gu Changning, and he still asked the eunuch to read the contents.

"Mother, meet Xinjia, I am Wen Jing. This time I am sending my biological mother to your stepmother. She is a person who deserves death and should not continue to live in the Black Wind Village. Now I have someone throw her off the mountain. From now on, her life and death will be at the discretion of your stepmother. I wonder if mother is happy?"

This token is shorter than the previous ones, but it sends a chill down one's spine.

"He's already developing in a pathological direction." Xie Jinyun frowned deeply and said with a heavy heart.

At this time, the eunuch turned over the other side of the letter and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have one more thing to say."

The last sentence reads: [My biological mother tore up the letter written by my stepmother. I wonder if she can write another one for me.]

The hall fell into deathly silence.

But the palace servant could sense the murderous intent from Gu Changning. He slowly stood up and asked Xie Jinyun, "Do you want to write him another letter?"

"Since he keeps calling me his stepmother, I will write a letter to Song Wenjing as his stepmother, hoping that he will change his ways."

Xie Jinyun walked to the desk and wrote down two sentences: Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away.

When Song Wenjing received the letter, he knelt in front of Xie Jinyun's portrait with tears streaming down his face...

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I have a fever. I don't know if I can write tomorrow. I'll just write a thousand words today. I'm going to take a rest. (End of this chapter)