As if in response to Ning Xiang, a cold wind suddenly rose, blowing the surrounding branches and brushing sound. The branches that move with the wind are like big hands stretched out in the darkness, with long nails, ready to catch people.

Ning Xiang is also a girl's family no matter what, how can she not be afraid? Lift your breath and run away. It was also because he knew that Su Jingchen would definitely follow, so he was a little relieved.

Finally arrived in her yard, Ning Xiang didn't even say hello, she hurried back to the house, closed the door, Su Jingchen didn't touch her nose outside this time, but watched her enter the house from a distance, turned around and left.

Ning Xiang could hear the movement behind her, but what she had just heard was too terrifying, causing her heart to thump, as if she was about to jump out of her throat, she had to do something to vent herself, so it was not convenient to do something in front of Su Jingchen.

"I thought that what happened to me was already very..."Ning Xiang leaned against the door, slowly sliding on the ground, and after losing her strength, a sense of helplessness and desolation spread around her whole body.

In the past, she felt that it was unfortunate that her life as a woman had been ruined like that. Just now that she heard Su Jingchen describe the production method of the human skin mask lightly, she only felt that she was still too naïve.

The opponent was more powerful than she could have imagined. Such a bold method, so ruthless and ruthless, she never dared to think of it before.

When you close your eyes, you can see bloody people crawling out of the skin of their whole bodies, as miserable as hell.

She crawled back to her bed with her hands and feet, and lay quietly on her back in pranayama. She couldn't do anything else, her hands and feet were weak. Suddenly, she remembered that in her previous life, Prince Xiao might have the intention of rebellion, if he really succeeded, then what kind of scene should this world be like?

If she could protect herself... Can she really do it?

Ning Xiang felt that if there was really such a day, she might be a fish on the chopping board, and she would be a knife in vain.

was restless all night, so much so that the next day she was in a daze, and when Jiang Yueyue talked to her, she was still distracted.

"Eh, what do you want?" Jiang Yueyue stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Ning Xiang, she also didn't sleep for a few hours, she was going to her mother's place this morning to prepare for the Yaji together, why did Ning Xiang look more inert than her master?

"Huh?" Ning Xiang shook her head, looked up at Jiang Yueyue blankly, and found the dissatisfaction in the other party's eyes, so she had to bite the tip of her tongue and forcibly force herself to wake up, "What did Miss ask me?" ”

"Not really." Jiang Yueyue pursed her lips.

Ning Xiang said: "The slave maid was just thinking about what clothes the young lady would wear at that time, whether it was better to be plain or bright, and she was entangled for a while, so she neglected the young lady." ”

She bowed down with the words, and the rules were not bad.

Because the master and servant were on the way, surrounded by maids and women from Qingyang Bofu, Jiang Yueyue was not easy to lose her temper, so she had to wave her hand to let Ning Xiang get up.

"Knowing you're thinking about me, how can I blame you?" She even pulled Ning Xiang's little hand after she got up to show her love.

This is also a trick learned from Mrs. Jiang, occasionally like treating cats and dogs, smoothing the hair for the maids around her, the effect is extraordinary.

Sure enough, Ning Xiang looked flattered, her eyes were grateful, and Jiang Yueyue was proud, and only then did Ning Xiang get distracted.

The two of them went around and around to Jiang Yueyue, but found that Jiang Zhizhou and Mrs. Jiang were there, Jiang Zhizhou was extremely happy, and Mrs. Jiang was leaning on the head of the bed with a sallow face, and beckoned when they saw the two come in.

"Mother." Jiang Yueyue whispered distressedly, hurriedly greeted her, and came close to check.

Ning Xiang, on the other hand, frowned slightly, pretended to cough lightly, swallowed a pill, and then looked at Jiang Zhizhou with a subtle expression.

Mrs. Jiang smiled on her face and touched Jiang Yueyue's hair, the little girl's soft hair was in the palm of her hand, and the plush was very cute.

"Yueyue, come to your father's place, don't be at your mother's, so as not to bump into it." Jiang Zhizhou was about to drag Jiang Yueyue when he spoke.

Mrs. Jiang pinched the handkerchief to hide the corners of her chuckling mouth: "The old man cares about it, but it's messy." It's not the first time I'm pregnant, where is it so expensive? ”

Ning Xiang's eyes were slightly propped up in surprise, there was no such section in her previous life? And...

Yes, maybe there is, but she doesn't know it. Madame Chiang had been ill for several months, and she was still a little fool at that time, following the young lady every day.

Besides, the aroma she smelled just now was the medicine of the tiger and wolf, but she didn't know if Mrs. Jiang made it herself or someone else.

Madame Jiang has deep internal strength, but she doesn't know if she is proficient in the art of Qihuang, Ning Xiang doesn't dare to speculate.

But no matter how you think about it, there are only two situations, either Mrs. Jiang knows, but she doesn't want to conceive Jiang Zhizhou's child, or Mrs. Jiang doesn't know that this medicine is given by Xiao Zan. After all, in this Qingyang Bo Mansion, only the prince can reach out to Mrs. Jiang's boudoir.

For some reason, Ning Xiang felt that he had to talk to Su Jingchen about this matter, maybe the master he really served also needed this information.

Except for Ning Xiang, who had doubts in her heart, everyone else in the room was very happy. Jiang Yueyue thought about it and understood that the more her mother gave birth, the more stable her position in the Zhizhou Mansion became, so even if she was jealous of Jiang Yan and shared her favor, she would not do anything indiscriminate, but was cruel to other younger brothers and sisters.

Jiang Zhizhou felt that he was old and strong, and he was really a leader, and he didn't care about what others thought, and he was even very complacent.

Madame Chiang was also happy... Happy? Ning Xiang noticed that Madame Jiang seemed to be in a good mood. Then her mood improved.

It just so happened that Ning Xiang heard Jiang Yueyue instruct: "Xiang'er, bring a cup of tea to your mother." ”

Ning Xiang had an idea, pretending to be happy and unable to control herself, she shook a little while walking with tea, and accidentally kicked over the smoker in the middle of the room.

This turn, the fragrance is overflowing, and the shallow burning incense powder is spreading, and it is even richer than Fang Cai.

Cover the incense with incense! When Ning Xiang pretended to fall to the ground, only these four words crossed her mind. This is because the spice that caused the miscarriage was too strong, so another incense was used to cover it up.

As soon as the smoker turned over and the spark went out, the incense used to cover it lost its strength, so that the smell of another incense spread.

Sure enough, Mrs. Jiang's abdomen began to have obvious pain.

In just an instant, Madame Jiang's face turned from sallow to pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Master, my stomach hurts, it hurts!" After the last cry of pain, Madame Chiang completely fainted.

Jiang Zhizhou forgot that Ning Xiang was still there, so he hurriedly went out and called his subordinates to come in and carry Mrs. Jiang to Langzhong. No matter how dull he was, his fatherly heart made him clearly know that there must be something wrong with the spices.