Jiang Tang didn't know how she survived, but at the moment when she was about to lose consciousness, the white silk around her neck suddenly loosened, and she collapsed and fell to the ground.

In a daze, she saw the group of people in a daze, and heard their flustered words—

"What to do? The third master hates these things the most, and it is also illegal to bury a living person, if he knows that we let the new daughter-in-law be buried, how can he explain it? ”

"If you are dead, you will say that you will die violently!"

"It's still ...... people's breath."

"Don't mess with me! It's just that the rebel went home, what a panic! Move Jiang Tang back to the happy room, and the others will follow me to the front hall to see him! ”

It can be heard that although Mrs. Jin said this loudly, it was only a strong heart.

Before she fell into a coma, Jiang Tang was thinking, the third master didn't know where it was sacred, but it saved her life, and she would definitely be grateful if she had the opportunity.

……

Jiang Tang woke up again, his eyes were dazzling light, the window was filled with a shallow morning mist, the unknown birds on the dead branches made a few tactful and sad chirps, and the sound of a broom sweeping the fallen leaves came from the courtyard.

Jiang Tang got up and saw the big red happy words posted on the window, and a touch of irony flashed in his eyes.

Since she is not dead, then no one should think about her death anymore.

found a plain cheongsam in the wardrobe, Jiang Tang casually pulled down his waist-length long hair, pushed open the door, and saw a Fanghua maid sweeping the floor, she hung down with a twisted braid on her side, holding a big broom taller than her, and it was quite difficult to sweep the ground.

Seeing Jiang Tang wake up, the maid lost her broom and hurriedly ran to hug her, and asked crisply, "Grandma, are you feeling better?" ”

Jiang Tang glanced at her lightly, didn't reply, withdrew his hand without being salty, and walked towards the well.

She has no good impression of the Jin family, and even wants to erect a thorn and raise all precautions and vigilance.

Jin Shanzong died, and her life was trapped in the walls of this courtyard, and she lived alone in this deceitful backyard in the future.

took a bucket of water, Jiang Tang dipped the towel, wiped his face carefully, washed the towel and put it on the pomegranate tree to dry, turned around and walked towards the room.

The maid was ignored, stood in place and wringed her hands helplessly, gritted her teeth, followed Jiang Tang again, and plucked up the courage to shout: "Grandma Da Shao, my name is Fucui, I was sent by the third master to take care of you, if you have something, just tell me!" ”

Hearing the word "third master", Jiang Tang's footsteps subconsciously paused, and then he looked back at Fucui.

"Third Master?"

"Yes!" Seeing that Jiang Tang was finally willing to take care of her, Fu Cui hurriedly nodded, "The third master heard that the eldest young master was gone last night, so he went back to the house!" ”

As she spoke, she looked around cautiously, walked quickly to Jiang Tang's side, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, young grandmother, the third master heard about the fact that you were almost martyred last night, and the third master hates the thoughts of the older generation who disregard human life, so he warned the old lady well, for fear that they would play tricks and specially sent me over to protect you, what age is this, there is such a thing as a funeral......"

Jiang Tang listened, his lips pursed tighter, his eyes became more complicated, and his whole face showed no joy.

There is no need for martyrdom, but it is estimated that she will be more tortured if she is alive, and the expression of Jin Shanzong's mother who wants to strangle her is still engraved in her mind, how could they let her go, let her go, the culprit who killed the Jin family's grandson?

In the cold winter, even the air was biting cold, and the face that had just been dipped in cold water was faintly painful, and Jiang Tang couldn't help but touch his cheeks.

Seeing this, Fu Cui hurriedly took her arm and walked into the room, "Grandma Da Shao, come into the house and apply some alabaster cream, I will comb your hair and tie it up, and the old lady will inevitably teach you a lesson when she sees your cloak and hair, the third master is to protect your life, but he only doesn't care if you are martyred, and he doesn't care if the rest is good or bad." ”

Yes, it is said that the third master saved her, but it is better to say that it was the old lady Jin who saved them, after all, it is a crime to bury a living person in this world.

Jiang Tang was pressed by Fucui to sit down in front of the dresser, and the hand on the countertop tightly held a comb-shaped hairpin inlaid with purple glass beads.

She laughed, and asked tentatively in a slow voice: "The third master in your mouth seems to have a lot of power in the Jin Mansion, right...... Which one? ”

Fu Cui's hand combing her hair trembled suddenly, her little face was stunned, and she asked in disbelief: "Grandma, don't you know the third master of our family?" ”

Jiang Tang pursed his lips, "I don't know." ”

Fu Cui covered her mouth in surprise this time, and hurriedly reminded: "It's the third uncle of the eldest young master!" ”

Jiang Tang was slightly stunned, "Third uncle? ”

"Yes, you should also call him the third uncle, our lord...... He left home in his early years, and the uncle was gone a few years ago, and the second master is a person who can only drink and beat his wife, and only the third master is in charge of major affairs in the house. Fu Cui explained crisply as she combed her hair.

Jiang Tang closed his eyes and sank into memory, "I have seen the uncle of the Jin family, the second master, it seems that I have never heard of a third master......"

When the Jin and Jiang families were not enemies, she often came to the Jin family as a guest and was very familiar with the Jin family.

Fu Cui combed her hair, and was silent after hearing Jiang Tang's words, she didn't know what she thought, she lowered her eyebrows lonely.