"Change, change. Zheng hadn't listened to it anymore, and Su Jinyin played half a tune. She felt a fire burning in her heart, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, from her heart to her body. She was restless, restless, and eager to vent.

"Change, change!"

"Change again!"

Zheng's voice was heard in the room, and the good day and the beautiful scenery were all heard.

Liangchen was only proud, but Meijing glanced nervously at Su Jinyin, who was still playing the qin.

I hope that Mrs. will not toss the eldest lady too much this time, otherwise the eldest young master will be unhappy when he comes home.

Yes, Meijing's nervousness and worry stemmed from Su Mingjin.

Su Jinyin is like a forgotten one, no one will care if her hands are tired, no one will explore what she is thinking.

"Change! I said change, did you hear me!" Zheng's emotions had reached a critical point, and she couldn't bear to push all the music in front of her to the ground.

Su Jinyin changed the sound of the piano to another song.

This change did not satisfy Zheng at all. Zheng glanced at the table, and there was nothing that could easily make her smash.

She pushed Liangchen beside her irritably: "Don't you know how to bring tea?"

"The slave and the maid know that they are wrong, and the slave and the maid will go. A hint of resentment flashed in Liangchen's eyes, and she quickly responded with her mouth, but her movements were not sharp.

Madame is going to throw the teacup to the eldest lady, right? It seems that it is better to boil a pot of hot tea and bring it over.

Thinking like this, Liangchen reluctantly walked to the door.

She didn't know what it was, so she stumbled a little.

"What is this?" Su Jinyin's piano sound finally stopped. She stood up, bent down to pick up a letter from Liangchen's side, and said as she opened it, "Why is the handwriting on it a little ......?"

Before she finished her words, the letter was directly snatched by Zheng.

Zheng finished a cursory sweep, raised his hand and slapped Liangchen directly, scolding: "!"

Liangchen covered his face and said in a mournful voice: "Madam, that's not mine!"

"It's not yours, it's going to fall out of your arms? it's not yours, is it mine?" Zheng's anger was just unsolvable, although she looked sloppy, but she was very sure that it was a letter written by Aunt Zhao.

Zheng kicked Liangchen, grabbed the other party's hair, and forced her to look up.

"I said how I was repeatedly reprimanded by the master, but the vixen of the Zhao family was always safe and sound. It turns out that you are a traitor by my side!" After Zheng finished speaking, he slapped Liangchen more than ten times in a row.

Liangchen guessed what was written in the letter, she didn't care about the blood gushing out of her mouth, and kowtowed to Zheng vigorously: "Madam, the slave is wronged." The slave maid did not collude with Aunt Zhao, and the slave maid did not betray you, Mrs. ”

"Say, what else have you done?" Zheng didn't believe a word. Her emotions had already been brought to a tense point by the sound of the piano, and the letter was like a knife that pierced the tense outer layer, and all the anger, dissatisfaction, and resentment inside gushed out.

Liangchen resolutely refused to admit it, and she cried with Zheng: "Madam, the slave has followed you for many years, how can she do something to betray you." This letter must have been thrown out by the eldest lady. It's her, she'......"

"Did I collude with Aunt Zhao? colluded to kill Su Fuse?" Su Jinyin interjected expressionlessly beside him.

Although there is only one sentence, it is enough to win ten million sentences.

Su Fuser's death doomed Aunt Zhao to absolutely impossible to form an alliance with Su Jinyin. Zheng knew this very well, so she did not doubt the letter in her hand.

Seeing that this maid was so hard-mouthed and unrepentant, Zheng's evil was born from her heart, she looked left and right, but did not find anything convenient. Raising his hand, Zheng pulled a hairpin from between his buns, and then slashed it at Liangchen's face.

"No!" Liangchen let out a mournful cry. What woman doesn't cherish her appearance? What's more, she is clinging to her aunt, and she clearly has a desire to soar in her heart.

Liangchen's deepest, unrevealed dream was completely destroyed in an instant, and she could no longer hide her inner thoughts, and pushed Zheng to the ground with all her might.

"Poisonous woman! You are a poisonous woman! No wonder the old man doesn't like you! No wonder Aunt Zhao made the old man miss it! No wonder the old man regretted marrying you!" Liangchen finally shouted out all the words that had been suppressed in his heart.

She knew that she had no future, and since she was going to fall into the eighteen layers of hell, this master should also be pulled down.

Without waiting for Zheng to ask, Liangchen explained to her loudly: "Madame doesn't know yet, the master has told Aunt Zhao more than once, if only he met Aunt Zhao first." Madam, if you give your master another chance, he will definitely not marry you. ”

It was the first time Zheng had seen blood herself, and the clamor in her heart had been temporarily appeased. Liangchen's words were like a basin of hot oil, paid on the fire in her heart. Zheng was burned to the point that his whole body was in pain, and he was burned to the point that he was no longer rational.

Three steps and two steps, Zheng grabbed Xiang Liangchen's bun hard. The previous arrest now seems to have been merciful.

Liangchen let out a cry of pain, and Zheng had already grabbed a handful of her black hair.

The pain in her scalp made Liangchen dare not struggle too much, and she could only keep cursing Zheng: "A femme fatale like you will not end well! Do you think that Aunt Zhao will fight you without her daughter? Let me tell you, in the heart of the master, you can't even compare to Aunt Zhao's finger." ”

Zheng dragged Liangchen to his side, her mouth was close to Liangchen's ear, and she said word by word: "It's okay, I'm comparable to you." Since you think Aunt Zhao's fingers are so beautiful, then I will help you learn from her. ”

"Meijing, hold her down for me!" Zheng commanded loudly.

The beautiful scenery on the side was already stunned by this change, she looked at Zheng and then at Liangchen, and she didn't know what to do.

Zheng said angrily: "You also want to betray me?"

Meijing didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly reached out to press Liangchen's shoulders and forced her to kneel on the ground.

Zheng grabbed Liangchen's hand, raised the hairpin and stabbed it hard.

"Ahh

An unprecedented scream sounded in the room, and even the people outside the door couldn't help but shudder when they heard it.

Meijing looked at the bloody scene and let go of her hands in fright, forgetting to hold down Liangchen again.

Looking at the back of his hand pierced by a hairpin, Liangchen also completely lost his mind. As soon as she opened the view, she rushed to Zheng regardless of it, trying to choke the other party's neck with both hands.

"I'm going to die with you!" Liangchen's pierced hand didn't have much strength, but her bubbling blood was all sprinkled on Zheng's neck, making the other party forget to resist for a while.

"Poisonous woman, I'm going to kill you!"

Liangchen's shouting stopped abruptly.

Her black hair was soaked with blood gushing out little by little, and the whole person gradually fell to the side.

The rescued Zheng raised his head and looked at Su Jinyin in front of him with some distraction.

Su Jinyin was still holding the candlestick that smashed the good day in his hand, and blood was flowing on the candlestick.

A seventeen-year-old girl, there is still a childishness in her face that has not completely faded, one of her faces is surprisingly pale, and her hands have an extremely sharp contrast.

Blood had already flowed from the candlestick to Su Jinyin's hands.

The girl raised her eyes, and the apricot eyes were filled with Zheng's complicated expression.

This time, Zheng has completely woken up. I woke up completely from the rousing sound of the piano. She looked at Liangchen who fell to the ground in a daze, and was so frightened that she sat on the ground, as well as Su Jinyin, who had been standing in front of her.

The person Zheng thought she could trust betrayed her, and the person Zheng valued did not protect her, but the person Zheng had always hated and even hated saved her.

Zheng's heart shuddered for a moment.

But this time, she was still wrong. No one will always forgive someone who has hurt themselves. Even if the perpetrators of violence are their own parents, the result is the same.

Su Jinyin played the song homeopathically, to test whether Zheng had the same symptoms as Li Xiaoran. She played wholeheartedly, not to treat Zheng's illness, but to promote Zheng's illness.

I'm sorry, my daughter who died once, I can't love you anymore. My mother.