What Nan Xiangyu said was quickly realized.

Two months later, on this day, the weather was unusually good, the sky was always higher than usual in the spring, and the warm sun pierced through the thin clouds, and through the hollowed-out carved windows, dappled light and shadow on the ground in the front yard of Jane's house.

On this day, Nan Xiangyu rarely invited Mrs. Jian to go to the ancestral hall of the Jian family to worship the ancestors of the Jian family, and in response to her pious and sincere attitude, Mrs. Jian also rarely agreed.

After the worship, the maids lifted her up from the thick futon, Mrs. Jane looked up at the portrait of the ancestors of the Jane family, the incense on the case was very prosperous, the person in the portrait seemed to be condescending to look at the offspring in Nan Xiangyu's belly, but Mrs. Jane's eyelids jumped heavily.

After all the maids had finished worshipping, the two went out together.

The house of the ancestral hall is built higher than other places, in order to prosper the incense and extend the blessings. Now, as soon as you leave the ancestral hall, the sun is under the hood, and the high stairs stretch under your feet.

Nan Xiangyu and Mrs. Jian were walking side by side, and everyone was talking, but suddenly they heard an exclamation, and Nan Xiangyu stepped on the air and rolled straight down the steps.

Nan Xiangyu was dressed in a concubine-colored skirt that day, and the wide hem rolled on the gray stone steps, like a heavy ink splash painting.

Quiescence.

There was a deathly silence, and then the maid's exclamation was heard.

Madame Jane rushed to the front, knelt down in front of her, and stretched out her hand a few times not daring to touch her. The piercing screams and the panicked noise of the crowd were all inaudible, and only the long figure of the man on the ground shrunk into a ball, and his right hand was desperately protecting his abdomen, as if the pain could not stop spasming. She didn't make a sound, but the facial features on her face were almost out of place, and the beads of sweat on her forehead were sinking deep into the furrow between her eyebrows.

Madame Jane saw her thin lips squirming incessantly, and muttered in a low voice, the pain making her voice as weak as a broken kite string, and she closed her eyes slightly and whispered, "You ............"

All kinds of skirts and embroidered shoes came and went in front of him, and he was about to shake Mrs. Jane's eyes, and in the haze, it seemed that the surroundings were suddenly quiet, leaving only the sound of a pair of leather shoes being messy and hurriedly stepping on the ground, and the shoes soon appeared in front of him, and the cowhide boots that were shiny on weekdays were now stained with dust.

She no longer had the strength to lift her eyelids and look up, she just stared at the shoes carefully, and she couldn't hold back and fainted.

The quiet and peaceful whisper was interrupted by a piercing scream, and Nan Xiangyu came back to her senses, her gaze sweeping to the figure lying on the ground. The room was quiet, and her screams were louder. The sound was like that of a trapped beast, rampaging through a closed room, scratching a claw in his ear when it met someone.

Mrs. Jane, who was always glamorous on weekdays, was lying on the ground with her hair scattered and dusty. Whipped so hard that her flesh and blood were stuck to her torn clothes, she had no strength, but instinctively curled up as the whip fell, and let out a reflexive cry.

Her eyes were a little dazed, but she was still staring at Nan Xiangyu who was leaning next to Jian Maosheng. Nan Xiangyu was barely able to get out of bed after resting for a few days, but Jian Maosheng still carefully wrapped her in a soft and thick mink fur and hugged her in his arms.

Nan Xiangyu has always been very calm, when she opened her eyes, she touched her flat lower abdomen, didn't say anything, just turned her eyes around Mrs. Jane, then closed her eyes and fell asleep again. At this moment, she was standing beside Jian Maosheng, her face so pale that she seemed to be able to see the green veins beside her eyes. She stared coldly at the tortured Mrs. Jane, her lips that did not rise and fall seemed to be frozen, and her watery face was frozen into frost.

Nan Xiangyu said that Mrs. Jian pushed her hard, and Jian Maosheng gave her such a cruel lesson.

Mrs. Jian looked at Nan Xiangyu's indifferent eyes above at this moment, her emaciated jaw raised coldly, and she was suddenly a little scared.

The smell of blood grew stronger in the air, and Madame Jane's cries grew quieter, leaving only a bleak whimper. Nan Xiangyu's eyes faintly swept over Mrs. Jane's hand that was holding the handkerchief, suddenly turned her head sideways, and whispered to Jian Maosheng, "I'm tired." ”

The unwavering tone was as if I had just watched an uninteresting performance. It's a pity to even make superfluous evaluations.

Jian Maosheng tightened the hand on her waist and sent her back.

***

When Hua Ting came to Jane's house, Mrs. Jane sat alone at the head of the bed, looking sideways at the branches of the ancient trees outside the window, listening to the ticking of the foreign clock in the house, and the huge pendulum dangling day after day, but every time it made her heart ache.

The maid fed her the medicine, wiped the corners of her mouth, lifted the corners of the quilt, and saw that she had no spirit to speak, so she got up and left.

Hua Ting stood on the edge of the bed and looked at her, for this arrogant and arrogant Mrs. Jane, although she was not distressed, she also wrinkled her brows and did not speak.

With this thin and haggard face in front of her, she is still Jian Yi's mother after all.

Madame Jane opened her eyes slightly, her voice was low, as if with some self-deprecation, and said, "You have seen it all." ”

"Hmm."

"You see me like this." Madame Jane crooked her mouth and smiled, and repeated it softly

Hua Ting stood on the edge of the bed, a pair of eyes locked on her.

"Nan Xiangyu's purpose is to take my place in the Jian family!" This sentence made Mrs. Jane's dark eyes show the arrogance and nobility she hadn't seen for a long time, "How can I let her succeed!?" ”

Hua listened to the scars on her arms, and the bruises were still there.

She crossed her hands, rubbed her fingertips lightly, put them on her knees, raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows, and motioned for Madame Jane to continue.

"I never thought that she would pay the price for the flesh and bones in her stomach." After Madame Jane said this, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Hua Ting looked at her for a few seconds, and then there was a crack in her eyes, which loosened slightly. Don't open your eyes, looking at the double-sided embroidery on the sheets, there is not much love in her words, "Nan Xiangyu's move is too heavy, if you want to turn over, it is still a little difficult." ”

Madame Jane sneered and was silent.

"But what she has made you suffer today, I will give her ten times as much for you."

Madame Jane's eyes were stunned, and then she laughed, coldly examining how much truth and some falsehood were in her words. "You and I don't have a good relationship, you're here to ......"

"Jian Yi." Hua Listen answers truthfully.

The expected answer, Mrs. Jane laughed helplessly.

"I understand Jian Yi's feelings, what I want to do is also do it for him." Although Hua Ting's words were dull, there was some strong semantics in his firm tone, "What he cares about is what I care about." ”

Madame Jane's eyes were gloomy, and she was speechless.

"You can recuperate in peace." After hearing this, the flower seemed to be leaving.

Madame Jane stopped her, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I heard," Hua Ting turned her head sideways, her fan-shaped eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the corners of her mouth bloomed with thorny flowers, "She has a 19-year-old brother who works as a buddy in Juxintang Teahouse. ”

Her voice was clear and steady, too calm, but it made Mrs. Jane's eyes glow, "The current Nanxiangyu is really unmoving. ”

"I know, you can recuperate in peace."

As soon as Hua Ting returned to the casino, he ordered Ah Yao to do things.

This Ayao is worthy of being brought out by Bai Qihong, don't look at his usual quietness, he is ruthless when he does things.

This Nan Xiangyu's younger brother can be regarded as a complete waste of hands and feet.

When Jian Yi arrived, his expression was as urgent as Hua Ting expected, "Nan Xiangyu is really crazy!" ”

"Hmm." Hua listened lightly.

"Even if you kill her brother," Jian also clenched her hands into fists, and the words seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth, "It's too cheap for this woman!" ”

Jian Yi's reaction was already extremely forbearant and restrained, but if it was another man, he didn't know what the outbreak would be.

"Don't worry, we'll be here for a long time." Hua Tingyi raised her chin, "Right now, your father **** is by her side, how can you bear her?" ”

Jane didn't speak, and the green tendons on her forehead jumped violently.

"What we have is time, and we will slowly settle this account with her." Hua Ting held the white porcelain cup in both hands, but he didn't drink a sip.

"Jian Maosheng is really confused! I can't wait to shoot him right now! ”

"I see that your father is dazed by this Nanxiangyu." This is the only reason that Hua Ting can think of.

Nan Xiangyu is indeed beautiful, and she also has a pair of soul-stinging eyes.

"But I really didn't expect her to use the child in her belly as a bargaining chip," she continued, "At the moment, I'm afraid that Mrs. Jane has little chance of turning over, even if you run to tell Jian Maosheng now that Nan Xiangyu fell on purpose, do you think he can believe it?" ”

Jane didn't speak, her eyebrows and eyes were as cold as ice.

Then it was deeply twisted into a "Chuan" character.

"Nan Xiangyu is really a smart person, she is still young, and she can recreate this child in the future, so she is not afraid," Hua Ting reluctantly told the truth, "I didn't expect this kind of vulgar harem trick to be staged in your Jian family." ”

After Nan Xiangyu stirred it up like this, Mrs. Jane was like living in the harem in Jian's house right now, and Jian Yi also thought of this, "I'll take my mother out to live first." ”

"Hmm."

"As for this woman," Jian Yi smiled coldly, "she will not want to have a good life in the Jian family in the future." (To be continued.) )