Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 277
In an instant, those accusations against Yu Wenzheng not long ago seemed to have become a joke.

It turned out that the culprit of all this was not him, but her.

In the past, Jian Yunling had a lot of blood on her hands, and she never felt that human life is such a precious thing.So when she kills, she is straightforward and without any hesitation.

This is the first time she understands that she was wrong before.

In this world, no matter who it is, no matter what the reason is, they are not qualified to rashly take the lives of others.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand Yu Wenzheng's powerless mood.

Watching a person die because of himself, apart from being sad, there is also... Anger!
No regrets?How can there be no regrets?With two lives, she was replaced by a concubine who she didn't care about.

How worth it!How to feel at ease!
The plain hand crushed the pure white letter paper, and scattered it in the air, and it was scattered like frost and cold in an instant.

Jian Yunling stood up slowly, like a green lotus with drooping branches, suddenly raised its tall stem from the bottom of the dark river, the coldness was still there, holy and undeniable.

Her straight back was erected into a precipitous peak, and awe-inspiring murderous aura was piled up in her palms. Now she can't wait to go down to the underworld and ask Situ Jin face to face why she did such a stupid thing!

"Extremely stupid!" The four words overflowed between Jian Yunling's teeth, and the murderousness around her was as fierce as a blade drawn out of its sheath.

Aunt Lan had never seen her so angry, as if possessed by a demon, making people afraid to approach her.Taking a step back, she cautiously asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Yunling turned her back to her, couldn't see her expression clearly, her tone was as cold as thin ice hitting each other in an ice pool: "From now on, I will draw ten gold from me every month, and find someone to take care of her. But send her away to me Far away, I never want to see her again!

This "she" naturally refers to the maid who is already stupid.

Holding the half-empty porridge bowl, Aunt Lan half-opened her mouth, and said suspiciously and surprised: "Huh?"

Is her princess planning to take care of this humble maid for the rest of her life?
But Jian Yunling obviously didn't intend to say the same thing again.She turned her eyes away from the maid's face, her whole body was full of rage, she turned around and stepped on the pieces of paper on the ground, and walked away with a flick of her sleeves.

The floor-length skirt drew a snake-like trace in the wet rain ground, as if a river of blood flowed through it, soaking in the dark ground for thousands of years and never dissipating.

News of Situ Jin's death quickly reached her mother's family.Now in her family, only her mother and her uncle are the two surviving elders who can preside over her funeral.

Yu Wenzheng cremated her as she wished in her suicide note. The ashes were put in her favorite azure porcelain jar and handed over to her mother.

Her mother is a woman who is as gentle and resigned as she is. When she took her ashes, she accepted everything calmly without crying.

It's just that the withered gray hair on the top of her head and the decayed face that is more than ten years older than her actual age illustrate the fatal blow to this woman by the white-haired man sending the black-haired man.

The sound of the suona evokes the last thoughts of the deceased in this world, and Jian Yunling watched the funeral procession, which can not be called mighty, leave Han Wang's mansion.

At the door, there were ordinary people watching the excitement, whispering to each other to find out who died.After knowing that it was an unknown and unfavored side concubine, they all dispersed in a rush without even a sigh.

(End of this chapter)