The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 345

Dong Fuyu himself was not very courageous, Qingsang's words just now scared him half to death, now that he heard it like this, how could there be bibimbap violation?Nodding quickly: "Okay, okay, I'm going to tell my parents and Yuanbao, don't go near that house, it's a ghost house!"

After finishing speaking, he went out impatiently.

Qingsang showed a tricky smile.

This time the wedding banquet was designed with will-o'-the-wisps. First, it was to teach Gao Fangfang a lesson, making her suffer so much that she was in so much pain that she couldn't bear to live. Second, she wanted to use this to get Yang Yuanwai to sell the house.

The ancients were fascinated by ghosts and gods, once the house was named "Haunted House", it would be worthless and would be vacant. At that time, Qingsang could get the house at a low price if he played around with it.

This one is the top priority of her design this time.

The propaganda of the village women was undoubtedly very fast, and it didn't take long for several villages before and after to have the same topic.

Either "there was a will-o'-the-wisp at the Yang family's wedding banquet", or "This old Lu family house is a ghost house, and the Yang staff paid a lot of money to buy it, and he became a victim", or, "The bride is an ominous person"...

Rumors are like fierce tigers, not to mention that everyone has witnessed this incident with their own eyes, and it is true. Therefore, within a few days, this rumor has spread all over the sky.

Of course, those who are talking about these rumors don't think they are rumors.

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Yang Mansion, also known as the original Lu Mansion.

After three days and three nights of recuperation, Yang Jingtian has woken up and his body has recovered a little.

He opened his wrinkled eyelids and looked at a group of Yingying and Yanyan kneeling beside him, each of them dressed up beautifully, but wiping their tears with a silk handkerchief. These were all the aunts and wives of Thana, and the elder of them was only 50 years old. , young, only teens.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooire

A 20-year-old woman covered her face with a silk scarf and cried loudly. While brewing emotions, she tried to wipe a ball of wet cotton from the silk scarf to the corner of her eyes. After removing the silk scarf, she could see There were tears running across the corner of his eyes, pretending to be realistic.

Several other aunts and concubines did the same thing one after another, crying and crying while acting.

"Master, you are the God of my slaves. If something happens, we... we can only let you go!"

"That's right, master, Madam said before that you dote on her too much, which is not good for our Yang family. At that time, everyone thought she was a new younger sister, so they didn't say anything, but now that you look at it... how can you be a younger sister? It is clearly a disaster star!"

"That's right! When we married the master, the wedding night was fine, but she... unexpectedly... unexpectedly, ouch, I'm still flustered!"

A woman blowing the wind beside her pillow is already powerful, let alone a dozen people blowing it together. Even if Yang Jingtian wanted to protect Gao Fangfang, he couldn't.

What's more, he is also a person who is extremely afraid of death.

If one's own life is lost, what capital is there to "press a pear blossom against a crabapple"?
He treats Gao Fangfang well because he is pretty, but in this world, the most indispensable thing is a pretty woman.

Hearing the crying in his ears, Yang Jingtian recalled the scene that night again, only remembering that when he turned over and pressed on her, a cluster of blue flames shot out from behind her and rushed towards him.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, took a deep breath, and waved slowly to the butler next to him: "Go... drive that woman out of the house!"

(End of this chapter)