The two women who had been fighting for half their lives sat opposite each other, smiling, Liang Meier thought that she understood Wen Suling, thinking that she was just not favored by Yang Bingshan, and pretended to be strong in front of her. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sister, you don't have to pretend, even if you were born in a scholarly family, what if you read poetry and books, it's not that you don't like men, women like me are men's favorite."

Liang Mei'er's slender fingers turned into the shape of an orchid, and said with a coquettish smile, the meaning of contempt in her eyes was obvious.

Wen Shi smiled silently, just at this time, the bird's nest porridge prepared in the kitchen arrived: "Sister make up for it, it's my sister's little heart." ”

Wen smiled and handed over the bird's nest porridge: "Sister, hurry up and drink, this is what my sister specially ordered the kitchen to make." ”

The smile on Liang Mei'er's face was a little stiff, and the spoon kept stirring, but she didn't put it to her mouth for a long time.

"Sister, hurry up and drink! How? Afraid of my sister's poisoning? ”

The gentle smile on the corner of Wen's mouth was a talisman in Liang Mei'er's eyes: "Ahem, how could it be?" Sister, what kind of person are you, sister, can I not understand? ”

"Really? Didn't I poison your bowl once fourteen years ago? ”

Rise! Liang Mei'er's heart skipped a beat, impossible! How would Wen know? Looking down at the bird's nest porridge in the bowl, her heart trembled slightly.

I was a little anxious, why didn't the person who should have come come come yet? She has already sent someone to invite Yang Bingshan.

The two women were in such a stalemate, and at this time, a noisy voice came from outside the door, and Yang Bingshan could be faintly heard among them.

Liang Mei'er retracted the anxiety on her face at this moment, slowly brought the bird's nest porridge to her mouth, gently opened her rosy lips, and the crystal clear jade spoon was sent to her mouth.

At this critical moment, Yang Bingshan burst in: "Mei'er, you can't drink it!" ”

The two women were stunned at the same time: "Master, why can't you drink it?" ”

Who knew that Yang Bingshan didn't answer his question at all, his eyes were on fire, and he looked at Wen Suling angrily: "Wen, you haven't changed at all over the years, and you are still as vicious." ”

Wen laughed angrily: "Yang Bingshan, what evidence do you have?" Don't spew blood without evidence. ”

"Evidence? Here's the proof! Yang Bingshan snatched the bird's nest porridge from Liang Mei'er's hand, and smashed it to the ground with a snap, accompanied by the sound of stabbing and pulling, and the fragrant glutinous porridge emitted a puff of white smoke.

Liang Mei'er's face changed drastically, her ruddy face turned pale in an instant, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, she looked at the mess on the ground in disbelief, and her frightened eyes stared directly at Wen Suling.

"Sister, why? Why would you do this? My sister has just said that she will never fight or rob in the future, and return the master to you, why do you still poison me? Sister, can't you give your sister a way to live? I can get out of your way, I can go to the country and never come back......"

The pitiful appearance of Pear Blossom with rain aroused the man's desire to protect: "Mei'er, don't be afraid, with me, I will definitely protect your safety." ”

Hehehe! Wen couldn't help but sneer, how many years have passed, Yang Bingshan still can't understand people clearly, and his mind is full of mud.

"The matter hasn't been investigated yet, so why do you say I did it?" Wen Suling is not as weak as she was fourteen years ago.

"Wen, you femme fatale, you gave the bird's nest porridge, who is not poisoned by you?" Yang Bingshan didn't ask the ins and outs of the matter at all, and directly buckled a vicious hat to Wen Suling's head.

Wen just watched the two of them follow it so funny, she was an outsider.

"Come on, take this poisonous woman out and put her in the ancestral hall, and you will not be allowed to release it without my order."

The male host and the female host, the subordinates quickly weighed it, and finally decided to obey the master's orders.

"Madam, I'm sorry for the little one." As he spoke, several family-looking people stepped forward and prepared to drag Wen away.

Who knew that the woman with a light smile from beginning to end moved, she not only moved, but also spoke: "Slow! Why don't you find out the truth of the matter, and it's not too late to make a conclusion. ”

"That's right, I told the kitchen to make the bird's nest porridge, but in the process, there are countless people who come across this bowl of porridge, so why do you say that I did it? I'm afraid I won't be able to convince the public. ”

In fact, Wen didn't want to explain so much to Yang Bingshan at all, he was really blind to this man and moved for him.

"Okay, Wen, since you want to see the evidence, okay, I'll let you see it, come here, bring all the people who boiled porridge and burned the fire and served the plate today, as long as they have come into contact with this bowl of bird's nest porridge."

After a stick of incense, Liang Meier's courtyard became a public court.

"Who made the porridge?" Yang Bingshan opened his mouth coldly, and the gentle patting action on Liang Mei'er's shoulder was extremely gentle, for fear that his strength would hurt the weak and boneless woman in his arms.

"Back to the master, it was made by the slave." A middle-aged woman stepped forward tremblingly, with gray hair, cowardly eyes, and a low head that wanted to be buried in the ground.

"Old ....... Master, the porridge was made by a slave maid, but no one has ever touched it, master, it wasn't a slave or maid! "The woman trembled all over, and how could she afford the crime of murdering the eldest aunt?

"Have you ever been out during this time? What about the fire-burners? ”

"Where's the person in charge of delivery?"

One by one, there seems to be no problem, but it is precisely the fact that there is no problem that makes things even more weird.

"You guys are thinking about it, whether you meet anyone on the way, or if there is a gap where someone else can take advantage of the opportunity to poison, if you can't find out, you will sell them all."

As soon as Yang Bingshan said this, several subordinates prostrate on the ground, trying their best to recall.

The punishment of betrayal was the most cruel punishment for them, and almost no one dared to ask for it anymore for the subordinates who were driven out by the master's family, and there was only one way to die for them.

At this point, the matter has reached a bottleneck, and no one can prove that it was Wen who instructed the poisoning, and no one can prove that it was not her.

Yang Bingshan was unusually anxious, not only because of today's events, but also because of the blow faced by the Yang family's industry.

Liang Mei'er shrank in Yang Bingshan's arms, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and it was at this moment that she quietly glanced at one of the few people kneeling on the ground.

A little maid kneeling at the back knelt forward: "Master, master, the slave maid remembered, the slave maid saw that Mama Wen had been to the kitchen." Right! It's Mama Wen, and my aunt's bird's nest porridge was boiling at that time. ”

As soon as the little maid's voice fell, Yang Bingshan shouted: "Wen, what else do you have to say?" Let this old witch explain! ”

Mama Wen stepped forward: "Back to my lord, I have been to the kitchen, but in order to urge Mrs. Wen's meal, I have not touched the pot of bird's nest porridge." ”

"Master, it's Mama Wen, woo woo~~~ Master, I'm so pitiful, a subordinate bullied me, where did she get the guts?"

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