The mother-in-law was so frightened that she shuddered and called out in a wrenched voice: "Second son." ”

Leng Qingjiao stared at her face, his eyes were cold and chilling.

"How's it going, have you cleaned it up?"

The voice came out, very quiet.

The mother-in-law immediately let go of her heart: "It's okay right away, okay, the old slave will rub some fat powder in a while, and I will definitely let the second lady go on the road decently." ”

Leng Qingjiao glanced at Leng Qinglang's face, and did not make it difficult or scold the mother-in-law, but said indifferently: "Then it's troublesome." My second sister loves beauty the most in her life, and she must be dressed up beautifully. ”

The mother-in-law responded in a row: "Don't worry, the old slave will do his best." ”

Leng Qingjiao glanced at her deeply, turned around and left. The mother-in-law next to her poked her with her elbow and lowered her voice: "Let you talk more, thanks to the kindness of the second son, I don't care about you." ”

The mouthy mother-in-law pouted: "What kind of kindness, it's just that you are not favored in the house, you know that the general trend has gone, and you just have to be a man with your tail between your legs." Have you forgotten how arrogant he was when he was a child? The boy in charge of the housekeeper almost suffocated to death if he said the wrong thing. Now that I see him, I'm walking around. ”

"A child, the situation is not easy, Mrs. Yin, you should keep your mouth shut."

"Do you still treat him like a child? The person is a big ghost, you see that he has been in the criminal department this year, relying on the power of the prime minister, being held by a bunch of people, and knowing that it is not simple. ”

Leng Qingjiao's ears were pointed, his back stiffened slightly, he retracted his clenched fist into his sleeve, didn't care, and continued to walk.

In front of him is the well-dressed mound of Leng Qinghuan, which has been tied to Leng Qinglang for five years.

Everyone said that Leng Qinglang deserved it, and there were several lives under his hands.

He ignored her on the surface, looked jealous and hateful, drew a clear line, and secretly came many times behind his back, visited Leng Qinglang, and brought her food. and saw all her miserable circumstances over the years.

At that time, his impression of Leng Qinghuan stayed on the milk tea she made for herself, sweet and silky, with a strong milk flavor, he liked it very much and missed it very much.

once felt that she was her sister and relative.

Leng Qinglang told him again and again that it was Leng Qinghuan who caused his aunt to be assigned to the border, how insidious and vicious Leng Qinghuan was, unscrupulous and unscrupulous, Leng Qinghuan died innocently, and he was not worthy of pity.

He gave up studying early to gain fame, entered the criminal department, and privately tried every means to get news of the Kim family and exchanged letters.

Although the Jin family has the care of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Shangshu Mansion, they are still miserable, and their letters are full of complaints.

Jin Er also told him that when the Jin family was distributed, she didn't have to go to Biansai, but it was the order issued by the Qiwang Mansion to demote her to that barren land.

He has always been in such a contradiction, not knowing who is telling the truth and who he should listen to.

Eyes and ears, what they saw with their own eyes and the instigation of Leng Qing Lang Jin and others, have been competing.

Today, Leng Qinglang has used such a decisive means to put an end to this contradiction.

On the tombstone, the bloody words stabbed his eyes.

He knew that Leng Qinglang's death must be related to Leng Qinghuan. That day, he saw Leng Qinghuan walking here with his own eyes and had an argument with Leng Qinglang.

He didn't want to be Leng Qinghuan to find out his whereabouts, so he fled quietly.

Today, Leng Qinglang is dead.

Leng Qinghuan must have an unshirkable responsibility.

Today, she is full of red makeup, beating gongs and drums, and marrying beautifully.

Leng Qinglang lay here coldly, disgusted and insulted.

And the Prime Minister's Mansion, in order to cater to the Qiwang Mansion, actually concealed the news of his death, and the family happily gave the marriage, and he had already forgotten about the second lady who was serious.

The hustle and bustle is contrasted with bleakness, full of irony.

The family is ruined, and the blood debt is repaid.

Qiwang Mansion.

Murong Qi and Leng Qinghuan only learned the news of Leng Qinglang's death on the second day of their wedding.

At that time, Murong Qi was in front of Leng Qinghuan, honestly explaining his private industry, and secretly scolded the deputy general.

Lao Yu is clearly a raw melon egg, but he still pretends to be very experienced, and preaches himself with the attitude of a person who has come over.

Deputy General Yu persuaded him bitterly: "What about men, you must have a little private money under your hands, women, it's very contradictory, not only do men hand over all the money, but also men often give a little surprise, otherwise you will think that you don't understand taste, and you don't have her in your heart."

A penny is difficult to defeat a hero, prince, think about it, when the time comes, what money will you use to buy gifts for the princess? You can't let us out of pocket when you go out drinking with your brothers, right? Where is your prince's face?

Also, when the time comes, there will be no money to reward the subordinates, and all the people in the house will be one-sided and submit to the princess. If one day the princess is angry and asks you to lay on the floor, there will not even be anyone to give you a mattress. ”

Murong Qi felt that there was still a little truth in what he said, so he quietly kept a little private money.

Who would have thought that he would be cleaned up today. I'll never listen to this guy again.

Leng Qinghuan reclined on the bed, sore and exhausted, too lazy to say a word, a little crying without tears.

Murong Qi is simply too much! I was just joking with him, he was so ruthless, bruised, his waist was about to break, and he didn't let himself see anyone?

She was silent, her face was full of grievances, Murong Qi was a little weak-hearted, and looked at her pitifully: "That's really all there is, if you don't believe it, you can ask Deputy General Yu." ”

Ask the lieutenant general?

Deputy General Yu is now unable to protect himself.

I heard that early this morning, a few brothers in the barracks politely invited the adjutant general and Fushang Langzhong out, no, they broke in directly, and carried the two out like sandbags, saying that they were invited to eat and drink.

At this time, the two of them may not know where to suffer.

Murong Qi put this group of people together, and the conspiracy they had planned for a long time was not implemented, so naturally they didn't dare to trouble Murong Qi. As the saying goes, the fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and the first to bear the brunt of the bad luck was naturally the deputy general and accomplice Jiang Langzhong, who did not report it.

Leng Qinghuan teased his eyelids, glanced at the house deed and store deed that Murong Qi took the initiative to hand in, all of which were unceremoniously included in his sleeve, and then spoke lazily.

"After a hard night's work, I almost lost half my life, and I earned such a little silver, which is a real loss."

Murong Qi was silent: "This king sweated like rain, worked hard all night, fought for half his life, and had to pay all his savings upside down, wouldn't it be even more of a loss?" ”

Leng Qinghuan's face flushed, and he glanced at him half-ashamedly and half-disgustedly: "That's a hammer deal, one shot and two scattered, next time I won't take this business." ”

Murong Qi was silent again: "This king is already penniless, next time, or let's change, Madame is on top and I am down, you can say a few times." Not only do I work hard and don't resist, but I can also give you a discount. You look at the reward and give, ten taels is not much, one tael is not much. If you feel that your husband's skills are not in place, your husband is humble and studious, and you are willing to study hard. ”