The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Zi... Zi Cong..."

The eldest lady just felt that the whole world was suddenly dark, and she could hardly breathe. She, she killed her own son with her own hands.

She fell down beside Su Zicong's body, her hands trembling, but she didn't dare to touch him, she wanted to cry but couldn't cry, her whole body was cold from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet.

"Ma'am..." Mother Li bent her knees and knelt down too.

It's too miserable, it's too miserable for the second young master to behave like this!But this tragic situation was actually caused by the eldest lady herself.

Mother Li looked at Su Yueming secretly with her timid eyes——

She couldn't help shivering. This Princess Duorong is really an extremely powerful character. She still couldn't figure it out. Everyone saw with their own eyes last night that it was her who was covered by the sack, but today she is covered in sacks. Kong's person is the second young master, what's wrong with this?

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out from the Da Furen's mouth, but she still held on to prevent herself from passing out. She had to collect the body of her son.

"Come here, wrap up the second young master's body and carry it back." Su Buqing's heart twitched as she watched her only son die so horribly.

He walked up to the eldest lady, seeing her like this, thinking of what he said the night before, he felt a little guilty, he put his hand on her shoulder and said——

"Ma'am, don't worry, no matter who killed our son, I will definitely find that person and make her suffer the death penalty to avenge Zicong."

"Hehe..." The eldest lady laughed after hearing this, loudly, laughing, laughing so hard that tears flowed out.

Find out who killed Zi Cong?

She killed it, it was her mother who killed it!

Everyone looked at her strangely, and all guessed that something happened to the eldest lady just now, and now the second young master is dead again, the eldest lady is probably going crazy after suffering such successive blows.

The old lady frowned and felt very heartbroken. Even if this Su Zicong was no good, he was the only man in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and she was her own grandson.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Zicong died with holes all over his body. The murderer's methods were extremely cruel. This person must be found out. My Righteous Prime Minister's Mansion will never tolerate such a thing."

Su Yueming supported the old lady's hand all the time, and the grief-stricken, dumb eating yellow lotus, indescribably suffering all fell into her eyes.

The hypocritical old bitch!Selling her only five-year-old daughter Wen Yi into a brothel, teaching her to love men, and teaching her to keep her eyebrows low, then now, what she wants is this ending, she just wants Da Furen to taste the bloodthirsty murder with her own hands. Dear taste!

What could be more painful than killing your own son with your own hands?

Su Zicong's body was wrapped in a bamboo mat and carried down the mountain. Along the way, everyone mourned and mourned for him.

The second young master of the Youxiang Mansion passed away, and the mourning hall was quickly built. The news that Su Zicong contracted the disease of willows and willows had already spread, and now everyone thinks that he died of this disease.

Seven days later, Su Zicong was sent up the mountain in a coffin, and Su Buqing gave him a grand burial, but in the end, he also ended up being cast aside even after death.

Su Yueming took off his white clothes and returned to Yuming Garden. Just as he entered the door, he saw the figure of the eldest lady——

She stood in the center of the room, and the aggressive, majestic and dignified mistress in the past had disappeared.