Jiang Qingping's originally fiery mood was poured with cold water by Mrs. Jiang.

He thought of Jiang Yunqing's coldness, her unceremonious treatment of him, and the king and the third prince......

Jiang Qingping couldn't help but shudder suddenly, if Jiang Yunqing really turned his face with the Jiang family, in the past, only the Meng family had already made them anxious, and they even had to bow their heads and give in, and now with the addition of Wang and them, if they really found out about the Meng family's affairs at that time, then they...

Jiang Qingping's face turned cold.

The whole person got out of the excitement just now.

No, Jiang Yunqing can't stay!

Jiang Qingping said in a low voice: "It's the son who is confused, it's just the mother, now the king and the third prince are interested in Jiang Yunqing, in case they pursue it afterwards......"

"Pursue what?"

Old Madam Jiang said expressionlessly: "Even if they like Jiang Yunqing again, but when they see her with their own eyes and her reputation is ruined, do you think that a person of their status can still tolerate Jiang Yunqing?" ”

"At that time, that liking will become disgust, which will make them ashamed, and now the closeness and flattery will only become Jiang Yunqing's life-threatening talisman."

No man, especially a man in a position of high authority, can tolerate that he once liked a watery poplar and shameless and lowly woman, let alone allow such a flattery today, which will become a stain that he will be ridiculed by others in the future.

At that time, even if she wanted to spare Jiang Yunqing's life, they would not keep her.

Old Madam Jiang's eyes were full of viciousness, and there was no trace of kindness in the past.

Jiang Yunqing, don't blame me.

Who made you and my Jiang family not have one heart.

Who made you an existence that would threaten the Jiang family, so I can only get rid of you.

……

It was night, and it was very quiet outside, and the entire Luoxia Temple was shrouded in night, even with the wooden fish and the night bell that had been there the night before, it seemed to have disappeared.

It was dark all day, and in the middle of the night, it began to rain outside.

Jiang Yunqing stood under the eaves of the small Buddha hall with Hui Yu, looked at the increasing rain outside with his cuffs folded, and sighed slightly.

"Miss, but you're worried about the second son?"

Jiang Yunqing shook his head: "No." ”

She reached out and took a few drops of rainwater, and the water fell into her hand, oozing cold to the bone.

"How's the preparation going over there in the East Chamber?"

Hui Yu said in a low voice: "Miss, don't worry, everything Zhang Ji and they are ready, as long as Jiang Qingping moves, he will jump into the bureau we have prepared a long time ago, and it will be impossible to get out even if he wants to get out at that time." ”

"Zhang Ji and they will do everything properly, they will sweep all the tails clean, and there will never be anything unfavorable to us left in this temple afterwards."

Jiang Yunqing heard the words and fiddled with the rain in his hand, looked at the blurred mountains under the rain curtain in the distance and the Buddha light in the main hall, and said lightly:

"On such a rainy night, even if there is really something left, after a night of heavy rain, everything can be washed away the next morning."

"Let Zhang Ji and them move, it's time."

Hui Yu nodded, took off the hat hanging next to him and put it on his head, and walked directly into the rainy night.

Jiang Yunqing just stood there, Sui'er inside rubbed his hands and walked out, put the cloak in his hand on Jiang Yunqing, and said a little tremblingly: "Miss, it's so cold outside, let's go in first." ”

"The big monk said that Madame's life lamp has been re-made, let the young lady go in and have a look."

Jiang Yunqing nodded, took Sui'er back to the Buddhist hall, and saw that the original vacant place on the shelf was filled with the life lamp.

The candle on the life lamp is bright, but the small wooden sign hanging below has changed from "Jiang Meng's" to "Meng Minjun", and there is no trace of the Jiang family anymore.