The Remnant King's Favorite: Rebirth of the Heaven-defying Little Poison

Chapter 86 Mother and Daughter Teaming Up
Chapter 86 Mother and Daughter Teaming Up
After all, Yue Wanrong was the matriarch of a family.

When should she speak, and what should she say, she can think clearly in her heart.

She opened her mouth, but with just a few words, Madam Qinglian was in a difficult situation.

Madam Qinglian's face was pale.

She glared at Yue Wanrong bitterly, then turned to look at the old lady.

"Old Majesty, the Qing Dynasty is self-cleaning. Since Yue'e came to the Hou's Mansion, she has never done anything wrong to the Hou's Mansion, and I have never misunderstood the meaning of the eldest lady."

Mrs. Qinglian said these words with confidence, she didn't blush at all.

Xia Qingge sneered, but didn't speak.

She wants to see what else Mrs. Qinglian can say.

I only heard Madam Qinglian say, "The old lady trusts Yue'e, so she handed over the responsibility of being in charge of the middle class to Yue'e. However, I was so stupid that I didn't realize that Steward Wang was a bad person. I owed the old lady's responsibility." Trust me, it’s true that Miss is thinking about the Marquis’s Mansion, but it’s true that I feel ashamed in my heart, and those who are clear will clean themselves up, and I will definitely not admit to things I haven’t done, let alone this scandal of self-stealing?”

Kowtowing to the old matriarch, Madam Qinglian showed a bit of determination on her pale face.

After a while, she spoke harshly.

"Although Yue'e has never done anything wrong, but in the end, due to negligence, the Hou Mansion suffered losses. Yue'e is willing to die, one is to prove her innocence, and the other is to thank the crime of negligence."

As soon as the words fell, Madam Qinglian got up and was about to bump into the pillar.

That appearance is somewhat real.

The old lady and Yue Wanrong couldn't help but feel their hearts tense. It's one thing to dislike, loathe, and hate, but it's another thing to watch people die in front of them.

After all, they are a little soft-hearted.

But Xia Qingge, the old god was sitting there, even picked up the teacup, and took a leisurely sip.

She did not believe that Mrs. Qinglian would commit suicide.

What's more, if Mrs. Qinglian wants to die, she has to wait for her to avenge her revenge before she dies.

Madam Qinglian's speed is not very fast, but she is not far from the pillar, how long will it take?Seeing that she was about to hit the pillar, but no one stepped forward to stop her, Madam Qinglian hated her so much that she also made up her mind to hit it hard.

Of course, she won't die, she will only suffer some injuries.

This world has always sympathized with the weak.

Xia Qingge forced her to the point of committing suicide to prove her innocence. She could get sympathy no matter whether she was with the old matriarch or told about it.

This vicious reputation was borne by Xia Qingge.

Mrs. Qinglian kept thinking, but just when she was about to hit the pillar, her legs suddenly gave way and she fell straight down.

He didn't hit the pillar with his head, but hit the ground.

That muffled sound was not light.

"Golden mother, please help the second aunt to get up. This scene of crying, making trouble, and hanging herself to death should be put to rest."

"Yes."

Nanny Jin responded, and quickly stepped forward to help Mrs. Qinglian up.

Of course, she didn't forget to take out Xia Qingge and take away the silver needle that was stuck in the acupuncture point on Mrs. Qinglian's leg.

The two of them cooperated perfectly in silence.

Even Mrs. Qinglian herself didn't notice anything unusual in her panic.

Not to mention other people?

Seeing Nanny Jin return to her side, Xia Qingge turned to Mrs. Qinglian, "Second Aunt, this is the Marquis Mansion, not an opera garden. It makes sense, so why bother to die or live? What you know is that you want to prove yourself Innocent, I don't know, I thought how cruel my grandmother and this Anlehou Mansion are."

The old lady is the best face.

After hearing Xia Qingge's words, she looked at Mrs. Qinglian with more dissatisfaction.

One cry, two troubles and three hanged himself...

It's a trick that can't be played on the table, and it's annoying to watch.

Mrs. Qinglian has served the old matriarch for a long time, and she knows every move of the old matriarch by heart.If she bumped into a pillar, she could still win two sympathies, but now that she stumbled, the old lady naturally thought she was messing around.

Coupled with Xia Qingge's provocation, the old matriarch detested her.

Her heart was so blocked that Mrs. Qinglian couldn't help but speak.

"Qingge, why do you say that about me? I just feel bad when something like this happened. I'm just a weak woman in a deep house, and after being framed, I can't prove my innocence, so I can only..."

"Who framed you? From the beginning to the end, did someone point out that you, Ling Yue'e, were guilty?"

"I……"

Madam Qinglian wanted to speak to defend herself.

However, Yue Wanrong opened her mouth at the right time and blocked everything she wanted to say.

"Yue'e, you have a heavy and sensitive mind, and you feel that Qingge's words to remind mother mean something. I don't blame you. However, you kept insinuating that Qingge framed you again and again, and made trouble. You have to die or live. If outsiders know about this, they may not know what to say about Qingge. Aren’t you falling into injustice? If you really don’t know right from wrong, I’ll tell you.”

Yue Wanrong watched Xia Qingge being beaten, she protected Xia Qingge tightly.

Mrs. Qinglian wanted to challenge Xia Qingge, she immediately jumped out to defend and gave Xia Qingge an assist.

It's just that she is not in good health.

After saying this, she couldn't breathe, and couldn't help coughing twice.

Seeing this, Xia Qingge walked quickly to Yue Wanrong's side, "Mother, drink some tea and take a rest, don't hurt yourself because of these trivial matters."

"Mother is fine."

Yue Wanrong took Xia Qingge's hand and patted it to comfort her.

After that, she looked at Mrs. Qinglian again.

Xia Qingge understood Yue Wanrong's body, she was just in a hurry and there was no big problem.Yue Wanrong wanted to protect her, so she was naturally happy to enjoy her mother's love.

This was something she had never enjoyed in her previous life.

Obediently standing beside Yue Wanrong, Xia Qingge quietly guarded her.

Only listening to Yue Wanrong choked up.

"Yue'e, there are no outsiders here, and it doesn't matter if the family is ugly or not. Let's make it clear in front of my mother. Let me ask you, did Qing Ge say that you are a thief who colluded with Wang Yuan to steal the family's wealth? You are wronged, Can you yell at her?"

"I……"

"What are you?"

Yue Wanrong sneered, her gentleness tinged with hardness.

"Can't tell? Because you know better than anyone else in your heart that Qingge never framed you, let alone wronged you. On the contrary, it was you. Since the day mother came back, what have you said to mother?"

Mrs. Qinglian hadn't explained the self-stealing matter, and Yue Wanrong was going to settle other old accounts.

Moreover, she came so fiercely that Mrs. Qinglian couldn't stop her.

"It hasn't been a day or two since you and I entered the Marquis' Mansion. You know as well as I do what mother's temperament is. Mother has never liked punishment, and she seldom uses sticks. But today, mother got angry and beat Qingge .Qing Ge is right, she dare not accept the elder's lesson, mother taught her right. But let me ask you Ling Yue'e, why did this stick come about?"

Mrs. Qinglian didn't answer.

Yue Wanrong didn't need her to answer, she directly asked sharply.

"Conversing black and white, saying that she hurt the third son of the Zuo family and offended the prime minister, you were the one, right? You were the one who concealed Qingge's whereabouts and framed her as a vagabond who hadn't returned for many days, right? Steward Wang's injury, I Not much to say, let's just talk about Jingyi and Wanyi's injuries..."

(End of this chapter)