Xiang Zhu and Qingyu went to break Jiang Lingran's hand when Meng Zhipei grabbed him, but it was in vain, his hand was like a steel cast iron plastic. Seeing Jiang Lingran's pale face again, he was even more frightened and cried: "Master Hou, let go of our wife, our wife is going to be strangled to death by you!" ”

Everyone outside the door raised their hearts when they saw this, this bastard Meng Zhipei wouldn't really kill him, right?!

Uncle Wen endured the knife and slashed Meng Zhipei's heart, gritted his teeth and kicked him.

Meng Zhipei let go of his hand in pain, but Jiang Lingran was unable to stand, like a broken kite, seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Qingyu quickly hugged the person.

Fighting, fighting, the Jiang family who stopped the Hou Mansion from pulling the fight, and the people watching the play outside the doors and windows... Jiang Lingran looked coldly at the stage he had set up, and said, "Meng Zhipei, I want to reconcile with you!" ”

A light sentence that is not painful, angry, and emotionless, but mixed with indescribable pain and sadness, successfully suppresses all the restlessness in the room.

Meng Zhipei was pressed to the ground and beaten by Uncle Wen, he shouted at Uncle Wen to pull Uncle Wen away while dodging the fist that fell down, and he was stunned when he heard Jiang Lingran's words in the chaos.

Uncle Wen was surging with hatred in his heart, he couldn't relieve his hatred even if he killed Meng Zhipei at this time, and he punched out and hit Meng Zhipei in the face and body from under the leg of the little guy with a punch and a kick, and he was shocked when he heard this.

The small guys, Zheng Qingyi, who pretended to be dizzy, Xiangzhu Qingyu, and dozens of people outside the doors and windows, were all shocked.

Throughout the third floor, the sound of breathing could be heard.

After a long time, Meng Zhipei found out some emotions from his blank mind that were reluctantly related to calmness, twisted his eyebrows, looked at Jiang Lingran with complicated eyes, his lips opened and closed, and he said in disbelief for a moment: "What did you just say?" "Did he hear him right? Jiang Lingran wants to reconcile with him? She's crazy!

The cold and sad eyes lingered on Meng Zhipei's face, looking at his shock, stunned, ridiculous, and a trace of contempt in his eyes. Jiang Lingran said: "I'm waiting for Hou Ye's peace and departure book!" After speaking, he took Xiang Zhu's hand and walked out.

The door opened, and the crowd of spectators outside the door as if petrified suddenly dispersed like a tide, leaving a way for Jiang Lingran to leave.

The cold and arrogant white face, the stiff back and the long bloodstains dragged under the skirt all made everyone feel sorry for what this woman had experienced.

[No! If she had known that this game would lose Yi'er, Jiang Lingran would never have done it, and she regretted it.

Uncle Wen sat on the wheel and wiped his tears, and quickly flicked his horsewhip to Jiang's house. In the carriage, Jiang Lingran's face was withered, his eyes were closed and he fell on the pillow, tears ran down the corners of his closed eyes into his sideburns, the blood stains on his lower body had soaked his clothes, and beside him were the low sobs of Xiangzhu and Qingyu.

Qingyu carefully lifted the fox fur blanket on Jiang Lingran's body, glanced at it, tears flowed even more fiercely, and asked Xiang Zhu: "Do you want to go to the hospital first?" It's more than blood, will it... She didn't dare to say the word dead. Xiang Zhu understood what she meant, and was about to ask Uncle Wen to change his route and see a doctor nearby, but he heard Jiang Lingran open his mouth: "Go back to Jiang's house!" ”

Xiang Zhu knew that he had to find his mother's support to make the decision when this kind of thing happened, but he was in a hurry: "You are still bleeding, let's see a doctor first, your body is important." ”

“... Can't die. Jiang Lingran opened his eyes, his eyes were dim, his breath was faint, and the whole person looked very depressed and fragile: "It's inconvenient for me to see people like this, so let's use the doctor at home." ”

Xiang Zhu understood that Jiang Lingran's situation was indeed more trustworthy for his own doctor, so he no longer persuaded him, but just urged Uncle Wen to hurry up.

When she left the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, Jiang Lingran thought that she could keep Yi'er, but now she understands that even if she comes back against the sky, if she slacks off a little, the trajectory of fate will still push her to a worse and tragic ending than in her previous life.

It's a life-or-death game!

Qingyu and Xiang Zhu looked at Jiang Lingran's empty gaze, the corners of their eyes were dry and wet, thinking of her expectations for the child and her deep affection for Meng Zhipei, the words of comfort on their lips couldn't be said anyway.

Uncle Wen's voice came from outside the carriage: "The girl is recuperating in peace, the Meng family doesn't give a proper explanation for this matter, I twisted the head of the kid surnamed Meng!" ”

Xiang Zhu saw that Jiang Lingran's expression did not fluctuate much, obviously he didn't listen to Uncle Wen's words in his heart, held her cold hand and rubbed it in his palm, and said softly: "Uncle Wen sent the little girl back to the house early to report the news, and the family must be waiting for you to go back at this time, don't worry, no one can bully us." ”

Jiang Lingran was speechless.

She had never had the luxury of letting the Jiang family's big house seek justice for her, for them, the child was at most the icing on the cake for her to gain a firm foothold in the Hou Mansion.

It's just a miscarriage, how can it be worth it for them to break up with the Hou Mansion?

When it comes to cold-bloodedness, they are no less than the Pingsu Marquis Mansion.

Since the death of their parents one after another, the property of the Jiang family's second room was merged into the big house, and the two brothers and sisters have been in the way of the Jiang family.

After the death of his father, the elder brother was rewarded by the emperor with the title of General Sipin Jianwei, and at the age of fifteen, he went to Yangnanguan as a deputy general in the army, and she married into the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, these two things made the eldest aunt jealous, and even once felt that her marriage should have belonged to the third sister Jiang Wanyu, because Jiang Wanyu was one year older than her, and the family should be the first to say goodbye for the elder, and it was she who took Jiang Wanyu's marriage.

So the already weak affection is even more lacking after she gets married.

Although the eldest uncle is not as short-sighted as the eldest aunt, in his eyes, she is just a chess piece that maintains the in-law relationship with the Marquis of Pingsu. If this chess piece comes to an end, according to the eldest uncle's character of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and being calculating, he will definitely abandon it.

And her own grandmother, after giving birth to Yi'er in her previous life and completely falling out of favor with Meng Zhipei, the first thing she did was to send her fifth sister Jiang Shiyun to Meng Zhipei as a concubine, saying that the relationship between the Jiang family and the Pingsu Marquis Mansion could not be broken due to her mistake.

She sent people back in anger and heartache, and after that, her relationship with the Jiang family was completely cold, isolated and widowed, so Meng Zhipei dared to unscrupulously calculate his brother in the capital.

And after the Jiang family's brother's accident, the first time was not to find out the truth, but to clear themselves and swallow the second house industry.

How cold.

Here, the little maid who followed Uncle Wen's instructions to go back to Jiang's house to report the news was led to the flower hall by the maid.

After the news of Jiang Fuhang's death was reported back to the capital, Mrs. Jiang fell seriously ill, and her spirit was not as good as before, and Zheng Mingyun, the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, took the opportunity to seize the power of the family.

In the flower hall, Zheng Mingyun was dressed in an autumn-colored makeup satin shirt with sleeves and a dark brown horse-faced skirt, sitting in the main seat.

She is in her prime, with willow eyebrows, hanging eyes, thin lips, and a little gentleness when she smiles, once she has no smile on her face, she gives people a mean and grim feeling.