Dressed as the vicious stepmother of the villains

Chapter 279 Hostile
People from the Zhao family killed the Qiao family and his son.

I heard that the father and son both had their throats pierced and were killed in one move, without even yelling for mercy.

That night, Joe had dreams again and again.

In the dream, Qiao Jianshan took Qiao Dabao, with blood still dripping from his throat, crawling towards her with difficulty.

They stretched out their hands and shouted in despair, "My daughter, my daughter."

One stuck out his tongue, and cried out with difficulty, "Sister, sister."

Qiao repeatedly backed away in horror, but he couldn't move his legs, as if his body was frozen in place.

Slowly, the two got closer and closer.

Suddenly, Qiao Jianshan threw himself on her face and yelled ferociously, "You said you wanted to send me back to my home village, you said you wanted to protect me, you liar!"

Qiao Lianlian sat up suddenly, sweating and panting.

Li Chunhua hung her head beside her, and woke up suddenly when she heard the movement, "Lianlian, you must be having a nightmare."

Qiao nodded again and again, but did not speak.

Li Chunhua went to pour her a cup of warm tea, and patted her on the back.

After drinking all the water in the teacup, Qiao Lianlian's mood eased. She brushed her loose long hair and said softly, "Chunhua, why don't you go to sleep?"

"Seeing how distracted you are this afternoon, I guessed that you were going to have a nightmare." Li Chunhua paused, "Your Majesty...let me stay by your side, lest you get scared."

It was him.

Qiao Lianlian's heart welled up with warmth, and his spirit finally recovered, "I'm fine, I just dreamed about them... calling me a liar."

She was indeed a liar, she promised to send them back to Qiao's Village, but let them stay in the capital forever.

Li Chunhua saw through Qiao Lian's remorse at a glance, and she was a little angrily, "Why do they scold you? It was the people from the Zhao family who made the move, and it was the people from the Zhao family who brought them to the capital. If you want to blame, you can only blame the Zhao family. , what does it have to do with you."

"But it was indeed my negligence that caused them to be killed." Qiao Lian closed his eyes.

As a modern person, I couldn't adapt to such a casual death after all.

"So what." Li Chunhua was obviously more ruthless than her, "The king of the county can say that the person who killed them is a master, even Jiang Chun is hard to match, unless it is a master of Ge Ye's level, it is difficult for you Do you want dignified hidden guards to protect their father and son?"

Joe kept silent.

Great boy, she closed her eyes.

Time is also life.

Perhaps this is the final price the Qiao family and his sons paid for their greed.

But the Zhao family will also pay a heavy price for their own hearts.

Soon, the servant of the Zhao family's punishment department was fired and replaced by someone from the Zhu family.

This is the action of a king.

A few days later, a son of the Zhao family got drunk and made a fuss in the flower building. He was beaten and crippled with a leg.

This is the hand of King Qingping.

A few days later, a little grandson of the Zhao family lost in a poetry competition in the Xiaoguo Academy, and made a big fuss in the Xiaoguo Academy, but was beaten up by several higher-status children, and he refused to go to school since then.

This is the action of several children.

At the same time, in the National Academy, the contest between the Zhao family and the Prince's Mansion of Qingping County continued.

There is a rule in the National Academy. Every half month after the start of school, there will be a semi-examination competition. It is not only to improve the students' enthusiasm for learning, but also to find out if they have neglected to study during the festival.

Coincidentally, Yu Feisheng and Yu Feicheng signed up for the exam at the same time.

In the National Academy, two boys of the same age, equally outstanding, and equally handsome looked at each other.

War is imminent.

(End of this chapter)