Ning Dynasty, Emperor Ning Qing One hundred and eighty-six years, the first snow of winter, one after another, wrapped the entire imperial city.

The cold wind suddenly rose, and the pedestrians on the road all wrapped their clothes tightly and hurried their steps.

The bright sun can't shine through the snow, and it can't melt, the frozen thin ice.

At night, the chill is even stronger.

The wind rises, blowing the ink clouds in the sky, and it is eerily quiet.

Suddenly, the silent night was pierced by a terrible scream.

"Oh no, ma'am, she's killed herself!"

"Dead!"

That night, the lights of Shao's house were bright, and they were not extinguished all night.

In the early morning of the next day, the streets of the imperial city were still deserted, but there were many more gentle discussions, which were not lively and more touching.

"Did you hear about it? There was an accident in the Shao family last night!"

In a small shop on the street, two men dressed in cloth looked at the food in the bowl in front of them, but they didn't mean to move their chopsticks, and they were talking together.

"Which Shao family?" asked one person.

"Which Shao family is there in this Ning Dynasty? The man glanced around to make sure no one noticed them before he continued, "The wife of the Shao family, she hanged herself!"

"The Shao family, one of the five major families?" one of them was stunned and shocked, "The wife of the Shao family...... Isn't it the second lady of the Dongfang family?!"

"Be quiet!Second Miss Dongfang is Second Miss Dongfang, and Mrs. Shao is Mrs. Shao," the man was startled by his companion's sudden raised voice, and hurriedly said, "Don't talk about this." I heard that when she was discovered, her three-foot white silk was hanging on the beam of her son's courtyard! ”

For some reason, when they talked about Mrs. Shao, they never mentioned her real name, but just put a surname on Shao.

"Hey...... I heard that Mrs. Shao is also extremely beautiful, but unexpectedly, this is also a thin life...... "One of them sighed.

For ordinary civilians like them, the five major families are unattainable. As for the head of the Shao family and the wife of the family, they have never seen it, at most they have seen portraits.

And what they are talking about is destined to be hearsay.

But this time, it's different.

At this moment, the Shao family in their mouths does not have the beauty on the surface of the past, and some are just chaotic and unbearable inside.

"Throw all of these away! What are these things!" A woman with a beautiful face but a feminine look in her eyes was standing in front of a garden gate, directing her subordinates to move all the original things out of the room, and then move their own things in.

In the corridor, a slender figure suddenly walked quickly.

He was handsome, but a little childish, and at first glance he knew that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

At this time, the young man's eyebrows were cold and hard, and if you looked closely, you would find that there were two fierce angers in his cold eyes.

"Second Madam, my mother has just passed away, is it not polite for you to move in so urgently?"

The boy's words were so polite that even the meanest of etiquette could not find fault, but anyone could still hear the anger in his tone.

Yes, the boy is the child of the dead Mrs. Shao in the mouth of passers-by.

"Yo, isn't this Jinghua? What, not welcome?" The woman seemed to have just discovered the existence of the young man, she glanced at the young man casually, but did not answer the young man's question, but continued to take care of herself and ordered the subordinates to go.

Shao Jinghua looked at the woman in front of him, his thin lips pursed.

Yes, he knows that his mother has never been favored by his father, and his father only loves the second lady Lian Wenyu, that is, the woman in front of him.

However, her mother just left last night, is she going to move into her mother's house today, that is, the main garden where only housewives can live?

"Second lady," Shao Jinghua held back her anger and called the woman in front of her again, but she didn't hear it.

"Hey, this sword is good, I want it!" I saw Lian Wenyu looking at the subordinates who were constantly coming in and out, and suddenly his eyes lit up, pointing to a long sword in the hand of a subordinate who looked extraordinary, "I didn't expect that there would be a slightly better one in a pile of garbage." ”

She seemed to be talking to herself, but her vicious eyes showed that these words were for Shao Jinghua, who was standing five meters away from her.

Shao Jinghua's body trembled obviously when he heard the word garbage, and the hand hanging by his side clenched for a moment, and the slender hands that were already white were even more bloodless.

No one knows how much Shao Jinghua wanted to do it at this time, do it, beat the powerful woman to death, and then send someone to ravage her.

It's a pity that he is only the second young master of the Shao family, and the woman in front of him, no matter how bad she is, is also his elder, unlike the concubines of other families, she is a wife, the second lady of the Shao family.

After a long time, Shao Jinghua's slightly undulating chest gradually calmed down. Yet there was still a fire in his chest, burning what little sanity he had left.

"What, isn't what I said right?" Lian Wenyu smiled slightly, but his smile was full of calculations, "Your mother is just a broken shoe, her things are not garbage, what is it......?"

Before the woman finished speaking, she paused, and then the young man shouted with monstrous anger: "You are looking for death!"

The woman flew upside down, blood spilling slightly from the corners of her lips, but she was not too seriously injured, she fell into a solid embrace.

In fact, the boy did not go all out. He knows his strength, and he won't hurt people in any way, just to teach others a lesson.

That's when the mutation protruded.

Shao Jinghua looked at the comer, stunned, he didn't have time to stop, he was knocked away by a greater force, smashed through several wooden walls, and then slid dozens of meters before stopping.

"Son, how did you talk to Yu'er!" A middle-aged man snorted coldly, he couldn't see any concern between his eyebrows that a father should have for his son, only indifference.

The boy lay on the ground, his clothes already tattered from the powerful blow. He propped up his elbows and tried to get up with strength, but he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed weakly.

Lian Wenyu leaned softly against the man's chest, soft as boneless. I only heard her say shallowly: "Master, young master, he didn't mean it, don't punish him." ”

His eyes were full of weakness and helplessness, and only a strange color flashed.

As she spoke, the woman lowered her head slightly, as if she had been greatly wronged, buried her head in the man's broad chest, shrugged her shoulders, and cried so much that she was raining.

The man was cried by the woman, and the evil aura emitted by the boy on his body suddenly disappeared. He hurriedly held the woman in his arms and comforted him, and he no longer had time to care about his son who was beaten to the ground by himself.

Even if Shao Jinghua, who was lying on the ground, couldn't raise his head, he knew what his dear father was talking to the so-called second lady.

He sneered in his heart.

Didn't you do it on purpose?

At this moment, a child's voice came: "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

A boy who looked to be in his teens ran down the hallway.