Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 702
Everyone was stunned by the news of the empress, especially the seventh master and the eighth master. They never imagined that this aunt who rarely appeared in the past, but who always greeted them when she appeared, actually killed their own mother. murderer.

The uncle was trembling all over, his head was lowered, and the circles of his eyes were faintly red, while the sixth master was glaring furiously, wishing he could swallow Aunt Wei in one gulp: the hatred of killing his mother, the hatred of killing his brother, which one? Are they all at odds?
Old Master Feng shook his head vigorously, looking in disbelief: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your Aunt Wei is unarmed, how could you kill them, don't recklessly frame them!"

Even though he spoke so forcefully, his voice trembled faintly in the air because of lack of confidence.

Suspicion has slowly taken over his chest like a weed that has taken root. At this moment, his mind is full of... Aunt Wei is an unruly woman, a cruel and merciless woman. I love her, but no matter how much he doubts, how can he say it at a time like this, he can only endure it!

At this time, Chuntao also came in with Aunt Wei's Yuan handkerchief, and a woman with a dull face came in with Chuntao. Judging by her attire, she should have come out of the palace, but the woman held a handkerchief in her hand. With a basin of clear water.

After Chuntao arrived, she presented the handkerchief in front of everyone without saying a word. The old lady had been there and confirmed it. At the same time, the empress asked Chuntao to hand the handkerchief to Aunt Wei for confirmation.

Aunt Wei didn't want to confirm it in her heart, but she nodded obediently under the stare of the empress's phoenix eyes: Although she was very scared in her heart, she thought of the doctor who gave her the trick back then. The doctor said that this trick was foolproof, so I also kept a bit of luck in my heart.

The woman put Aunt Wei's Yuan handkerchief into the water in front of everyone, and after a while, she took out Aunt Wei's Yuan handkerchief from the water, looked carefully, and knelt down to report: "Your Majesty, this is chicken blood! "

When Aunt Wei heard this, her heart sank, she almost couldn't breathe, her eyes darkened, and she passed out.

Aunt Wei fainted, and the old face of Old Master Feng was as congested as a pig's lung, purple and purple.

The room was completely silent at this moment. Ling Xiaoxiao had no doubt that if a needle fell into the ground, he would be able to hear it now. Xiao Xun looked at the prestige, and it turned out that it was the big nostrils of the old master Feng who were breathing again.

After a burst of panting, I heard the roar of Old Master Feng: "You talk nonsense, I don't know what it means!" He stood up, flicked his sleeves, and the teacup in his hand fell out and wet the ground.

Ling Xiaoxiao sneered in his heart, knowing that Old Master Feng had believed the woman's words at this moment, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry, but because of the so-called man's face, he has been unwilling to admit it.

Before the Queen could speak, Feng Yang filially "supported" Old Master Feng, and let him sit back on the chair obediently again.

The empress glanced at Aunt Wei who passed out, and said to Chuntao indifferently: "Go, don't wake up Aunt Wei. The protagonist of this story won't wake up. What's the fun in this story?"

Chuntao led the order and went to Aunt Wei's side, pinching people and pressing the tiger's mouth again. After busying for a while, Aunt Wei did not wake up.

Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she had to speak, so she said what was in her heart very simply: "Aunt Chuntao, this is useless. The doctor said that you need to apply ice cubes to your face to wake up Aunt Wei."

After hearing this, the queen empress asked someone to take two large ice cubes from the ice cellar, and Aunt Chuntao put it on Aunt Wei's face very bluntly.

You know, it's winter. It's already cold, and the whole body's bones are cold. If such a large ice cube is applied to Aunt Wei's face, even the dead will wake up from the cold. Along her face, it flowed down from the neckline of her placket, soaking her underwear, as cold as ice.

But I have to say that this weak Aunt Wei really has a backbone, and she insists on standing upright. If she doesn't wake up, Ling Xiaoxiao can't help but secretly give this aunt a thumbs up in her heart: You are so arrogant, you can stand it like this It's no wonder the ancients said that one can become a master only after suffering hardships, but this Aunt Wei, if she doesn't talk about being a master, she will almost be unable to do so, so she pretended to be dizzy in front of the empress, I'm really tired of living.

Sure enough, the empress was idle, and the cool voice sounded again: "Chuntao, go get some more ice cubes, I want to see if our Aunt Wei's body is made of iron, and she hasn't yet Awake?"

Chuntao had just taken two steps when the fainted Aunt Wei finally woke up with a whimper, but her face was blue and purple from the ice.

Ling Xiaoxiao once again admired Aunt Wei in her heart. It is no wonder that this aunt has been able to dote on her alone so far. In such a cold day, such ice cubes turned into ice water, and she can bear it. , she was also ruthless to herself, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that if this happened to her, she would definitely not be able to make it through.

But now, when she heard that the empress wanted to apply ice cubes to her face again, she knew she couldn't hide from pretending to be dizzy, so she woke up immediately, and she was willing to let go of her figure. It's no wonder that an ordinary woman is her opponent, so it's no wonder that she can be tied firmly. Live in Feng Lao Hou Ye.

As a result, the weak Aunt Wei became even weaker, her whole body was shaking as if she had been fished out of the ice cellar, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and now she only felt... cold, her bones were stiff, her blood was so cold that her blood froze. Bursts of cold air rushed up from the soles of the feet very quickly, and the cold air on the face also quickly passed down through the pores, and merged with the cold air on the soles of the feet, gathering into a powerful cold air, turning her into a A frozen ice sculpture, without a trace of heat.

Aunt Wei felt that the temperature on the stone sculptures in the courtyard was higher than that of her at the moment.

It's just that such a poor Aunt Wei is obviously not very popular today. Except for Mr. Feng who can give her a look or two, other people don't bother to look at her at the moment, because they are all curious at the moment. Why can the mother-in-law see at a glance that Aunt Wei's Yuan handkerchief is actually made of chicken blood.

(End of this chapter)