Lord, the princess is beautiful and fierce

Chapter 1126 Bad blood

Chapter 1126 Bad blood

In winter, the mountains are overgrown with weeds, and there is no good scenery. In this season, the wind on the mountains is strong, which makes people upset.

Zhong Yihuan stood in front of a grave, pulled out the surrounding weeds, and placed the prepared tribute.

Yuehua glanced at the words on the tombstone, and knew who this person was.

Zhong Yihuan's biological mother, Duanmu Chun.

There was no sad or nostalgic expression on Zhong Yihuan's face. She was naturally indifferent, and she didn't even have much affection for Zhong Suiyan or Old Master Su.

Zhong Suiyan said that this is the blood of their Zhong family, and it was born like this.

It's like being cursed, bad blood.

Zhong Yihuan explained: "My mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to me."

Yuehua wanted to persuade Jie mourning, but before she finished speaking, Zhong Yihuan said: "My grandfather is a miracle doctor and has magic medicine. The probability of dystocia and death is really very low."

Yuehua didn't answer, it was not easy to answer, and she couldn't answer.

Zhong Yihuan looked at the tombstone, looked at it for a while, and said, "Don't get me wrong, I have no feelings for the woman in the tomb, but she is my mother. When I was young, I actually envied children with mothers, especially Wei Ping'an, husband The Lord is good to him, and I thought about whether to kill Wei Guogong, so that the old princess can marry my father."

Yuehua "..."

He had already seen that Zhong Yihuan was different from ordinary women, but he didn't expect it to be so different.

Zhong Yihuan said: "I had doubts before, but I didn't think about it carefully, but now I suddenly feel that my mother's death may not be that simple. After all, when she died, all the people who followed her disappeared. This is not very strange ?"

Yuehua frowned: "Miss, do you suspect that Madam was murdered?"

Zhong Yihuan: "What do you think?"

"This one……"

Before Yuehua could speak, Zhong Yihuan suddenly looked back at him: "Yuehua, I only ask you once, did you scratch your face yourself?"

Yuehua was startled, his pupils shrank, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "How did Miss find out?"

Zhong Yihuan: "I have been dissecting corpses with my grandfather since I was six years old. I can tell every kind of knife wound, how hard it is, what tool is used, and how it was cut. I can tell at a glance."

Yuehua looked up at her: "Okay, I admit, I scratched myself."

He added: "I just... I never thought about Miss Victim."

"But you've been using me, haven't you? Since we first met, it's not a coincidence. I'm in a bad mood today. You'd better give me a reason to convince me, or I'll smash your teeth Pull them out...you understand?"

Yuehua nodded, he understood, he was shocked when he entered Zhong Yihuan's treasure room.

"I want to take revenge, but I haven't been able to find a way. My status is low, and it is impossible to take revenge by myself."

Zhong Yihuan: "Go on."

Yuehua: "That day, I knew that Chen Bin went to Yunshangju with Young Master Xiao, so I proposed to go as well. I knew I would meet them. As long as I provoke them a little, they would naturally trouble me."

Zhong Yihuan thought for a while: "Is Chen Bin the one whose palm was pierced by me?"

Yuehua nodded: "That's him."

It was a test to see what step Zhong Yihuan could do for him, and it turned out that Zhong Yihuan was really the most ruthless person in Xinjing, and her background was strong enough, so Yuehua knew her chance had come.

His status is low and he is not young anymore. If this continues, he will never be able to avenge him. He decided to seize this opportunity.

But after that, Zhong Yihuan didn't come to him again, Yuehua felt uneasy, and he thought of an idea.

He tried to irritate Chen Bin, provoke him, and let him attack him, but Chen Bin called everyone cowardly, only broke one of his hands, and threw him into the backyard. Yuehua knew that Zhong Yihuan liked him Face.So he cruelly gave himself a knife.

He won the bet.

(End of this chapter)