Higher Level Wife

　　Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Wanying were both taken aback. They didn't expect such a thing to exist. Jiang Wanying looked at Fu Qiuning suspiciously, only to see that the other party's eyes were separated from her as soon as she touched her, which was clearly a manifestation of a guilty conscience. Thinking about the other party's words in the Qingwan Pavilion that day, if she and her cousin had enjoyed themselves with each other, it would not have been so vague.

　　 I want to come to this woman with a deep mind. I have anticipated that I might make a fuss about this a long time ago, so I prepared this thing. As for whether it is chicken blood or duck blood or pig blood, who can tell? It's all red anyway.

As soon as I thought of this, I felt courageous again. I looked at Mrs. Jiang next to her. Seeing that her eyes were uncertain, I realized that my aunt had retreated. It seems that the last time I framed Fu Qiuning, I ended up stealing the chicken and losing the rice. It left her with deep fear, but this matter must not fall short at this moment.

Thinking of this, as soon as I stood up and talked, I heard the old lady say indifferently: "I have read this list. I think you should stop, right? Look back and check which minion's rumor is spreading, and give me a big one. Go out with the stick.” After all, the old lady’s eyes are sharp, and she has seen that Fu Qiuning is retreating for advancement. The old man’s mind still doesn’t want his daughter-in-law and grand-daughter to make a fool of himself. good.

　　 But how could Jiang Wanying easily let go of this good opportunity? I've been planning this for a long time, and I just waited for this moment, and I must not give up halfway. So he got up and said, "My ancestors, I forgive my grandson and daughter-in-law for saying something improper. The blood on this list can be faked, but there is one thing that must not be faked. Dare to try it with this thing?" Fu Qiuning also stood up suddenly, changing his color suddenly: "You have seen the list of Luohong, why are you still aggressive? After having **** with her husband that day, did my sister face all kinds of cross-examinations? Apart from the checklist, which method is not insulting and insulting? How can I say that I am also the wife of Master Xiaohou. You are just a normal wife, so how can you be qualified to check me?" Jiang Wanying became more and more convinced that Fu Qiuning was guilty of conscience, struck her neck and said cruelly: " The younger sister is not qualified to check the older sister, but the mother-in-law may not be qualified. The older sister also wants to compare with the younger sister. The younger sister married into the Houfu Gate that day. It was the bridal chamber huā and the husband made the ceremony of husband and wife, even a few aunts. , It is also the fact that there will be a husband and wife afterwards, only the sister, who has been alone for six years, now Xiao Hou Ye loves his sister, but the sister has always been ignorant of Xiao Hou Ye. It should not be so reliant on petting. Even the ceremony of husband and wife has not been completed. For a proud person like my sister, it is impossible for our government to keep you."

The old lady sighed. Since ancient times, cleverness has been mistaken by cleverness, and the reason why there are endless examples of wanting to harm others and self-harm is because human nature is selfish and vicious. Looking at Jiang Wanying's words, it is clear that Fu Qiuning is not forced. Going out of the house doesn’t stop, it’s no wonder that Fu wants to retreat and lure her into the trap, but it’s ridiculous that she is now stepping into the trap with one foot, and she doesn’t even know that she has to step in with the other foot. Go only willing. Arguably, such a jealous and vicious woman deserves a lesson.

　　 Thinking of this, the old lady swallowed the words to his lips, still drinking tea slowly, without even lifting his eyelids. Just listen to Fu Qiuning sneered: "How warm and thoughtful my sister Su Rili is to me? It turned out to be all superficial skills, but now Fang reveals my true face, I'm actually a thorn in your eyes. I won't stop if I don't drive out of the house, right?" Jiang Wanying Sneered and said: "Sister don’t want to say that, we work together. If you sit upright, your sister will naturally love you and respect you. If you have been in the cold for six years to embarrass your husband in every possible way, naturally your sister can’t sit back and watch." Beckoning, Qiuxia next to her immediately handed over something like a rouge box, only to hear Jiang Wanying smile: "After my sister knew about this, she also tossed and turned, thinking about how to prove her innocence for her sister, but by coincidence, she got an ancient prescription. , A hundred years ago, a woman made the recipe for Shougongsha. According to that recipe, this box of Shougongsha was made. If the sister is really not guilty.

　　 Just pick out a little with your nails and apply it on your arms. After finishing the body, the color of the sand is as new as the new one. If it is not finished, the color fades immediately, how about? This doesn't hurt my sister's face, she shouldn't refuse, right? "

Fu Qiuning categorically said: "This shougong sand was used by women hundreds of years ago. It has been abandoned for a long time now, but now it has to be smeared on me. What did I do? To be insulted? This is not what makes me check me. Is there any difference in the end? I don’t want to. If I have to do this, it’s okay. When Xiaohou master comes back, if he agrees to insult me ​​with Shougongsha, I will admit it." I thought I could cross the ocean without hiding it." Jiang Wanying sneered: "It's just a touch of cinnabar, where would you be insulted? If you don't apply it, it means you are guilty of a guilty conscience. Even Lou can't help it."

Fu Qiuning stared at the box, and suddenly raised her eyebrows: "It's okay to ask me to apply this shougong sand. As long as my sister is willing to apply it on her body first, I will do it." Jiang Wanying was taken aback for a moment, and said gloomyly: " What a joke, why should I paint this thing? It’s not asking me to prove my innocence. My innocence was proved by my mother-in-law and husband for me six years ago. Sister, can you compare with me? If you don’t paint today, mother-in-law will do it. I am qualified to blame my cousin for writing a divorce letter. I advise my sister to think twice.

　　 If you have done the ceremony of husband and wife with your husband, there is really no need to stop yourself because of this, unless you have a guilty conscience. "

　　 Fu Qiuning's body trembled violently, seeming to be extremely angry but helpless. Madam Jiang and Jiang Wanying only regarded her as a guilty conscience and fear. The old lady shook his head and smiled in his heart, secretly saying that Qiu Ning, the Nizi's drama, is also acting well, and he didn't lose to my granddaughter-in-law.

Fu Qiuning insisted not to paint, and Madam Jiang and Jiang Wanying stepped forward. Although Linglong was guarding the door at the time, when Xu Huo and others put a maid in their eyes, Linglong also knew what her master meant. It was just to make Fu Qiuning faceless before sweeping her out, so it didn't stop her very much.

After pulling for a quarter of an hour, Fu Qiuning seemed to be finally driven to a dead end by them, gritted his teeth bitterly: "Well, since my mother-in-law and younger sister are going to persecute me today, I am a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law. However, these things are tolerable or unbearable. My daughter of the imperial palace, married to Xiaohouye as his full wife, is being persecuted and insulted today. Even if she proves her innocence, how can she show herself in front of others again? It is easy with my sister to ask me to apply the sand from the palace, as long as you promise me that I will be allowed to stay in this evening wind in the future for the rest of my life, without stepping into the backyard, I will...promise you..." Then, tears were already coming out of her eyes, showing how miserable she was being persecuted. Even Xu's Huo and others outside the door and the window could not help but give birth to a sense of compassion and sorrow.

　　 This condition was made by Fu Qiuning. Originally, she just wanted to slap Madam Jiang and Jiang Wanying's face fiercely, but when things came to an end, suddenly there was a glimmer of light. Why not take this opportunity to avoid future troubles forever? Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Madam Jiang and Jiang Wanying only said that she was looking for a way out for themselves, and wanted not to be deprived of going out, and they wished to fend for themselves in the evening wind porch until the end of her life. How could there be any reason to not allow her right now? When the old lady wanted to stop it, it was already too late, so she could only watch Fu Qiuning resolutely stretch out her arm. The old fox yelled in his heart: oh oh bad, not only didn’t help the good grandson, but made Qiu Ning and this Nizi play a trick. In this way, it would be nowhere for her to move to the backyard. It’s awful, it’s awful. I knew them. The husband and wife are happy, this old bone of mine shouldn't have come to this muddy water.

The old lady yelled badly in her heart, but Fu Qiuning watched Jiang Wanying use her nails to pick out the bright red shougong sand with gecko blood as the main ingredient, and then increased her tone: "For today's matter, please ask the old lady to be a personal person. Proof." Before the old lady could speak, she resolutely handed her arm forward, and Jiang Wanying's nails stained her forearm with the sand from the palace.

　　 As soon as the bright red Shougongsha touched Fu Qiuning's snow-white forearm, it quickly turned grayish white at a speed visible to the naked eye. Only let Fu Qiuning secretly call out that this ancient thing is indeed magical, and when he is curious, I really want to experiment with Yujie and Yuniang to see if the color will not fade on them.

　　 But this idea is of course impossible to realize. At the moment, she looked at the shogunate sand dumbly at the snow white, almost blending with the skin of the arm ~www.readwn.com~ Then she slowly raised her head, her eyes looked at Jiang Wanying, who was dumbfounded on the opposite side, with a single word. One word: "Mrs. Wan, can you see clearly?

　　 What else can you show? "

"No, this is impossible, this... how is this possible?" Jiang Wanying covered her heart, feeling that a heart would not beat anymore. She looked at the snow-white gonggong sand on Fu Qiuning's arm and shook it in disbelief. He turned his head and looked at the other person as if he was about to eat her.

"Intentionally, you did it deliberately." She yelled at Fu Qiuning, but at this time Fu Qiuning might not be used to her problems. She stood there and sneered: "Mrs. Wan's ability to reverse black and white is really clever. You are aggressive, but now you say I was deliberate, what did I deliberately? Deliberately let you come to the night wind? Deliberately let you divorce me on the grounds that you suspect that I have no husband and wife? Deliberately let you take out Shougongsha Come to commit insults? Ms. Wan thinks I'm like a lunatic now?"

Of course Fu Qiuning is not like a madman. The one who looks like a madman is Jiang Wanying. She turned her head back and looked at Mrs. Jiang, but saw that her aunt was pale and she was sitting on a chair after shaking her body, looking at her with a hint of anger and sadness. , I couldn't help but immediately panic to the extreme, and said loudly: "Auntie, no......you believe me, she...she would never have **** with her cousin..."

"Mrs. Wan meant that I still wore a green hat for my father? Why don't you ask the father, who is the father? Let him check it out. Don't say that a man is just a rat. The father has to tell the difference. It is not difficult to tell if it is male or female." Fu Qiuning sneered and wiped away the tears. These words sounded like dissolute and shameless at first, but because of this, she can show how angry and sad she is at this time.