Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

"Madam, the master has been sent away." mother Zhao reported.

Jiang Shi lay obliquely on the chair, his face calm and slightly pale, but he couldn't see fatigue. It was obvious that all the words just now were prevaricating Lin Wangshu. She's already dead and has no feelings. She won't pay attention to Lin Wangshu's thoughts.

Mother Zhao paused and said anxiously, "madam, do you want to avoid the master all the time? In case the master is cruel and starts to fight the Zijin Hospital..."

"He dares!" Jiang was excited and coughed twice.

Mother Zhao used to gently caress her back to help her smooth her breath.

After a long time, Jiang continued, "there will be a way to leave here in the future. I know my body is rotten and can't last long, but shu'er... I can't let shu'er go."

"Madam, it will be fine." mother Zhao's eyes are full of heartache. She watched Jiang grow up and become her own daughter, but watched her decline day by day.

The door of the room was wide open. From here, I happened to be able to see the wisteria flowers in the yard. Jiang was distracted and looked at the flowers. His heart seemed to be calmer.

A figure walked quietly in the yard, looking hurried.

Mammy Zhao looked carefully and saw that it was Zhang Er, the servant guarding the outer court.

Zhang Er is working for the young lady recently, so he often comes to Zijin hospital to report and can often see him. He was diligent and willing to help others, leaving a good impression.

Mother Zhao lowered her eyes and thought in her heart.

Seeing that mammy Zhao was worried, Jiang asked, "mammy Zhao, what's the matter?"

Mother Zhao smiled. "It's not a big deal... The old slave has a daughter named qiu'er. Calculate her age. It's time to marry."

"Qiu'er..." Jiang thought for a moment and remembered that there was this man. Mother Zhao has been alone all her life and has never married anyone. She has always taken care of her. However, she once picked up a child named qiu'er on a winter night and adopted her as a daughter.

"It's seventeen years old. It's time to get married." Jiang nodded.

Mother Zhao smiled in embarrassment. In the past two years, she has been looking for the right person for qiu'er. If she wants to be honest and honest, she has to treat her well. But how can such people be found when they are found? This delay has been delayed until now.

"Madam, does that two... Have a wife and children?"

"There should be no."

Jiang suddenly knew what mother Zhao was thinking. Zhang Er was really a good person, otherwise shu'er wouldn't leave him for her own use. "Call Zhang Er another day to ask. If he means so, he'll lead a line for them."

"Thank you, madam, thank you!" mother Zhao was grateful.

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The conversation in Jiang's room quietly spread to Jiang Jingshu's ears.

"Mother Zhao's daughter..."

Marriage between servants is very common. They know their roots and are easy to have feelings. She saw that Zhang Er was an excellent man. He handled affairs neatly and seriously. Later, she returned to Jiang's house and asked him to follow Jiang Heng. She must be able to make great achievements.

Mother Zhao has served the yuan family all her life. She is kind and loyal. It's also a good marriage for qiu'er and Zhang Er to come together.

"Find Zhang Er to talk about it another day." Jiang Jingshu said.

After a pause, she couldn't remember who qiu'er was. Her memory was vague and couldn't remember.

"Ping'er, do you know which yard qiu'er works in?" there is no one named qiu'er in Zijin courtyard. Mother Zhao works in Zijin courtyard, so qiu'er should also work in Zijin courtyard.

Ping'er rubbed ink on one side, thought about it and said, "Miss Hui, qiu'er works in Yixuan hospital."

"Yixuan hospital?"

Yixuan courtyard is my father's yard. How did she get there?

Ping'er continued: "a few days ago, Mammy Zhao wanted to transfer qiu'er to work in Zijin hospital, but qiu'er didn't want to. She said she was used to working in Yixuan hospital and let her go."

Jiang Jingshu always felt something strange, but she couldn't remember.

She put down her brush. "Call qiu'er over and I'll see her."

"Yes."

After a while, Ping'er came in with a beautiful woman.

The woman bowed her head and said softly, "qiu'er has seen Miss."

Jiang Jingshu raised her eyes and looked qiu'er up and down. She was seventeen and could be regarded as a big girl in the mansion. But... When I saw her wearing a dress made of fine silk and satin, I could not help but frown. Then I saw that the hairpin she was wearing was the best white jade hairpin in the golden hairpin Pavilion.

Jiang Jingshu's face suddenly turned cold.

A servant girl can afford such fine jewelry?

"Qiu'er."

"What can I do for you, miss?" qiu'er's face was soft and charming.

Jiang Jingshu's voice was a little cold. "Mammy Zhao intends to set you up with Zhang Er who is on duty in the outer court. What do you think?"

Qiu'er was shocked, raised her face, and a look of disbelief flashed in her eyes. Her face was obviously flustered. After a while, she suppressed her surprise.

"Miss, this..."

"It doesn't matter if you have something to say. I just asked you to come here today. I'm not forcing you to marry Zhang Er." Jiang Jingshu's eyes narrowed slightly and her deep eyes obviously had other thoughts. "Marriage is your love and my wish."

"Maidservant, maidservant..." Qiu Er hesitated. She didn't expect to be married to her suddenly.

"My maidservant was picked up by my mother in winter. If I didn't have my mother, I'm afraid I would have frozen to death outside. Our mother and daughter depend on each other. If I married my maidservant, who will take care of my mother... Qiu Er is willing to stay married all his life and concentrate on taking care of my mother!"

Qiu'er knelt down all of a sudden, his tone was sincere, and tears hung on his eyelashes, which made people particularly pity.

What she said was so filial that no matter who listened to it, she would be moved. But Jiang Jingshu looked cold and stared into her eyes as if she wanted to see something.

After a long time, Jiang Jingshu waved her hand, "get up."

"...." qiu'er insisted on kneeling and refused to get up.

"I understand what you mean. I'll tell mammy Zhao."

"Thank you, miss!" qiu'er looked happy, kowtowed and got up.

When qiu'er left, Jiang Jingshu said coldly, "find someone to stare at her and see if she has contact with her father."

"Miss, what do you mean..." Ping'er just reacted. The young lady was doubting the relationship between qiu'er and the master. Her eyes widened and her face couldn't believe it.

"Her clothes and hairpins are the best. It's impossible to buy them with the monthly money of a servant girl. And..." Jiang Jingshu's eyes dropped slightly. "Her hands are delicate and have never done any work."

Ping'er nodded, "I know, that's mammy Zhao..."

"Find a chance to mention it."

"Ah." Ping'er answered, turned and walked out of the door.

Jiang Jingshu looked to the distance. Her subordinates consciously pinched the corners of her clothes and murmured, "aunt Qiu..." her voice was cold and her thoughts returned to her previous life. After her mother died, her father accepted several aunts, one of whom was called aunt Qiu.

Seeing qiu'er today, his eyebrows and eyes look like aunt Qiu.

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Qiu'er hurried back to Yixuan hospital. She was not sure. Unexpectedly, the young lady would suddenly find her and mention marriage with her.

"Zhang Er?"

Thinking of the dark, poor jingling man in the outer yard, she couldn't help humming coldly, "what's he? He's trying to marry me!"

Qiu'er walked into the room and looked at her slender fingers. Her nails were round and full, and she took good care of them at ordinary times. If you marry a poor boy, you should work with these hands... She frowned.

"I want to be an aunt in the future, so I won't be poor with a servant all my life!" she said coldly, and the soft expression on her face dissipated. At this time, it was cold.

At this time, the bead curtain of the room moved and jingled.

Qiu'er raised her face and looked at Lin Wangshu. When she saw Lin Wangshu's figure, she couldn't help smiling. She trotted over and snuggled up in front of his chest, "Sir, how did you come today?"

"Why? Don't you welcome me?"

"No, no, qiu'er is flattered..."

Qiu'er raised her face and her eyes were full of autumn water. It was a young and delicate age. With innocence, Lin Wangshu felt comfortable. He stretched out his hand around her waist and kneaded two hands on her waist.

Qiu'er's body became paralyzed and her breath was short, "master..."

Lin Wangshu couldn't help but hug her and walked towards the bed.

"Master, it's still early... It's not good..."

Although she said so, she lay down on the bed, her eyes soft as water, as if she wanted to firmly fix Lin Wangshu here.

Soon a man's heavy breathing and a woman's soft whispering came from the room.

After a long time, qiu'er was sweating, hugged Lin Wangshu's neck and said, "Sir, you must accept qiu'er as your aunt, but you must not forget..."

"Don't worry." Lin Wangshu breathed in her ear, "give birth to a son for me... Everything depends on you."

"Master, ah..."

Once again, the woman's whispering voice continued intermittently.

Outside the yard, a little servant girl stared with big eyes and covered her mouth. After a while, she had time to react. She hurried away from Yixuan hospital and trotted to another place.

In Zijin hospital, Jiang Jingshu was not surprised when she heard the report from the servant girl. She had guessed the relationship between them for a long time.

Lin Wangshu is a romantic. She is not only aunt ye, but also several of his friends in the mansion. Qiu'er doesn't want to marry Zhang Er. Her idea is to be an aunt in the future.

"Miss..." Ping'er stared and didn't know what to say.

"What she wants to do is her own choice." Jiang Jingshu said faintly. She no longer thinks about Lin's house. She doesn't care how many concubines Lin Wangshu has secretly. Now the important thing is

"If Dr. Tao comes, you'll take him to the Zijin hospital in person. Don't let anyone see him."

"Yes." Ping'er replied.

Only by unlocking the poison on her mother can she put down the big stone in her heart. The regret and regret of previous lives must not be allowed to repeat in this life!