Mrs. Prime Minister

Chapter 211 The Death of the Lady (3)
"Enough, stop talking! Stop talking!"

"Enough?" The madness on Yun Qing's face receded, her eyes turned hard, and she pushed Mrs. Liu to the ground. Hearing the sound of her head colliding with the ground, she said sharply with red eyes, "How is it enough? Mrs. Liu, why didn't you feel enough when you conspired with Yun Yun to kill me before? Why didn't you feel enough when you and your natal family partnered to kill my mother's brother? You ruined my reputation time and time again, hurt me Life, why didn't you feel enough when you drove everyone around me away from me? Why didn't you feel enough when you let Yun Yun's 'encounter' with Jun Aozhi over and over again to ruin my reputation?!"

Feng Lanjin stood behind Yun Qing, looking at her with worried eyes, his lips parted slightly, wanting to comfort her but he didn't know where to start, so he could only stand up from the wheelchair and stood at Liu's Not far away, to prevent Liu Shi from jumping over the wall in a hurry and hurting Yun Qing.

The small torture room was a bit stuffy with the stove burning, and Yun Qing's cheeks were flushed because of being too excited. She let out the grievances accumulated in her heart for many years with her angry reprimands and mournful roars, and waited for her After shouting, her expression became much calmer, and her breathing slowed down a bit. Seeing this, Feng Lanjin's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly.

"Mr. Liu, even if you die a thousand words and ten thousand times, you will not be able to atone for your sins. You should go to the underworld with all your hatred to find Yun Yun. Remember my face well and don't forget it when you are reincarnated in the next life. If you want revenge, I will wait for you!"

Feng Lanjin's heartstrings tightened, and she couldn't help scolding, "What nonsense!"

Ever since he knew that Yunqing was possessed by a wronged spirit, he was very sensitive to these ghosts and ghosts. He didn't believe that ghosts really existed in the world before, but he believed them when he saw them.So he felt a little repulsed when he heard Yun Qing's words.

In the final analysis, without his help, Yun Qing would not have been able to take revenge so quickly, so he also has some responsibilities in it.

Yun Qing could hear the worry in his words, the coldness on her face was regretful, all kinds of complex negative expressions disappeared, she couldn't help but smile, this time there was no irony, no sternness, no ridicule in the smile, it seemed like pushing aside Seeing the dazzling brilliance through the layers of clouds, she reached out and took Feng Lanjin's hand, raised her head and said calmly, "She has done all kinds of bad things, even if she has an afterlife, she will definitely not be able to be reincarnated as a human being, why are you worrying about these things. "

Feng Lanjin thought about it, and couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.

Yun Qing no longer wants to waste her words on Liu Shi, and now she has avenged half of her vengeance, and most of the heaviness in her heart has long since disappeared. She took out a black pill from her bosom and stuffed it in Liu Shi's carelessness. In her mouth, she pinched Liu's chin with her hand and lifted it vigorously. Liu's throat made a "grunt", and the pill fell into her throat in response.

Ignoring Liu's piercing screams behind her, Yun Qing walked to the wheelchair and patted the back of the wheelchair, "Let's go."

Feng Lanjin glanced at Mrs. Liu, who was writhing on the ground with her throat pinched, and asked her with her eyes: Just leave like this?

"Let's go."

Feng Lanjin disapproved from standing there, but she raised her eyebrows and sat in the wheelchair when she found that Mrs. Liu was holding her throat but her face was blushing and she couldn't make a sound.Yun Qing let out a long sigh of relief, reached out and opened the wooden door, and pushed Feng Lanjin's wheelchair out.

At the end of the corridor, a man in light blue clothes holding an oil-paper umbrella stood with his back to the two of them.

Hearing the voice from the corridor, the man turned around slowly. His figure was thin. Yun Qing saw only a silhouette from the dim corridor, and couldn't see the facial features clearly, but it was a little light and focused. The sight can be felt deeply.

Yun Qing paused, and a bit of vigilance appeared in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter." Feng Lanjin explained, "It's Zheng Jiuru, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment."

Yun Qing nodded, and then pushed the wheelchair out of the corridor.

Zheng Jiuru's eyes were concentrated on Yun Qing's face. He rarely saluted Feng Lanjin who was the prime minister, but looked at Yun Qing carefully. It seems to be looking at her, and it seems to see another person through her, the eyes are a little misty.

Yun Qing remembered that rumor.

It is said that Zheng Jiuru, the Minister of Criminal Justice, was a poor boy with Yun Chang when he was young. They used to be the best brothers, but after they met their mother, they fell in love with her mother. Zheng Jiuru is a broad-minded person. Later, the relative chose Yunchang, but he also had no grudges against the two of them, and even gave them a big gift on the day they got married.

Later, when his mother passed away, and within half a year Yunchang married another new man, Zheng Jiuru angrily cut off his robes and cut off their brotherhood with his own hands.And he himself never married.

These are all heard from Zhou's mother.

"Youlan..."

"Master Zheng has identified the wrong person." Yun Qing pushed Feng Lanjin's wheelchair and said in a calm tone, "My mother is no longer alive, I am Yun Qing."

Hearing this, Zheng Jiuru was shocked, and his eyes gradually became clear.

The finger bones of his holding the oil-paper umbrella were slightly white, watching Yun Qing finally turned his head away after a long while, without explaining anything, looking at the light rain that was still falling, he smiled slightly, his tone a little sad.

"That's right, there is only one Bai Youlan in this world, and she... is long gone!" He remembered that Yun Chang's concubines were all similar to Bai Youlan by one or two points, and his eyes were mocking. The way of missing people like that, in the eyes of others, is a deep affection for the late wife, but in his view, it is a blasphemy to You Lan.

It's a pity that Youlan paid her wrongly with her heart, and she can't die with peace!

"Why did Mr. Zheng come here?" Feng Lanjin asked gently with a smile.

"Let's see who the Liu family Yun Chang is looking for is that he was asked to remarry within half a year of Miss Bai's death." Zheng Jiuru has always been unwilling to call Bai Youlan Mrs. Yun, but stubbornly called her Miss Bai .

Yun Qing and Feng Lanjin looked at each other and sighed softly, "Then don't bother Mr. Zheng, my niece will leave first."

Zheng Jiuru said softly, "I didn't like you very much before."

Yun Qing was slightly taken aback.

Zheng Jiuru didn't look at her, but looked at the raindrops fluttering under the eaves.

"As your mother's daughter, you admit to being a thief as your mother, which makes your mother feel uneasy in the underground. I have been paying attention to you all these years. I originally wanted to give you a hand, but your performance disappointed me. "Zheng Jiuru seemed to sigh softly, and his thin back looked slightly bent, as if he couldn't bear the burden. He continued, "You are so bullied by Mrs. Liu that you have no room to fight back. Not only that, you are afraid of you , you mistakenly believe in others, you are a eldest daughter who is not the slightest prestige in the mansion, even a little maid can bully you, and you don't have the slightest look of your mother before she was alive, so I will stand on the sidelines, even if you Like your mother, even if you almost died several times, I never helped you..."

(End of this chapter)