Mrs. Su really followed the poem, although her steps were stiff and strange, she still walked slowly to the chair and climbed up.

In between, the poem breathes carefully.

I was afraid that if the breathing was a little heavier, it would wake up Old Madam Su.

Old Madam Su stood on the chair, standing straight, and the poem could only raise her head to look at her.

There was no emotion on that old face.

His eyes were wooden and sloppy, and he didn't know what he was looking at, only his heaving chest, which proved that he was a living person.

The poem lightly walked around the back of Mrs. Su, raised her hands, and pushed Mrs. Su off the chair with just a push, Mrs. Su was not dead or disabled, and she would be a waste in the next few days!

There was a strange light in the eyes of the poet, and his hands were raised flat, ready to push it out.

The two arms were only halfway pushed out, and Old Madam Su turned her head, her eyes were focused, and she asked sharply, "What do you want to do?" ”

The poem was shocked, the effect of the medicine has passed, and Mrs. Su is sober?!

But at this point, she has no way out, so she simply makes a mistake!

She was ruthless and continued to push it out with twelve points of force!

But when her palm touched Old Madam Su's clothes, she suddenly couldn't move.

Shi looked down and saw a pair of well-maintained, white and tender hands grabbing her wrists.

The fingers were as slender as shallots, but they were so powerful that they made the poem immobile.

The poem slowly raised her head, her heart beating in fear, and only the sound of her own heartbeat was left in her ears.

Raising his head and seeing the delicate and tender face, the poem blinked, cold sweat fell down to the eyelashes, and the expression was even more ugly like seeing a ghost.

The poem was entangled in his heart, he was going to make a plan, broke free of Shen Yunjiao's hand, and pushed Mrs. Su off the chair.

Second Lady Su thought about her merits, even if she couldn't spare her life, at least she would save her sister.

still simply admitted his mistake, saying that he was confused by Second Mrs. Su and was blinded by lard.

Shen Yunjiao is soft-hearted and has always been easy to speak.

Just when Shi hesitated, she only heard the door open, and Ping's mother and Shi Chun rushed in.

Shi Chun's legs and feet were fast, and he rushed over with an arrow step and helped Mrs. Su down from the chair.

This time, poetry doesn't have to be entangled, she only has one way left.

She fell to her knees with a thud and thumped her head.

"Girl, the slave is wrong, the slave and the maid are all ...... by the second"

Shen Yunjiao squatted down, her cold gaze staring at Shi's panicked eyes, "Don't speak yet." ”

The poem's plea came to an abrupt end.

On that side, under the circumstance that Shen Yunjiao had already ordered, Mother Ping sent two exciting maids to make a big deal about what had just happened.

It is estimated that it won't take long for Mrs. Su and others to rush over.

The poem is at a loss.

Shen Yunjiao lowered her voice and took out an object from her arms, which was a golden lock created by her sister when she was born, "Do you want your sister to live?" ”

Only then did the poem remember that her sister was still in Shen Yunjiao's hands.

Second Mrs. Su only promised her that after the matter was completed, she would help her rescue her sister from Shen Yunjiao.

She nodded eagerly, and only wanted to say the words of pleading, but was interrupted by Shen Yunjiao again.

Shen Yunjiao leaned over and whispered a few words in the ear of the poet.

The poem's face is strange and incomprehensible.

Shen Yunjiao said coldly: "You have no choice. ”

Shi nodded hurriedly: "The slave and maid know, the slave and maid must do what you say!" ”

In fact, Shen Yunjiao's orders were beneficial to her.

If Second Mrs. Su is not involved, Second Mrs. Su will definitely help her rescue her sister by remembering that she has no betrayal.

The poet's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his head to prepare the words.

After Shen Yunjiao asked people to stare at the poems, she went to the inner room to visit Mrs. Su.

Old Madam Su lay back on the bed again, and when she saw Shen Yunjiao coming, she smiled helplessly, "I've been messing around with you for a while." ”

Shen Yunjiao pursed her lips and smiled.

That harmful thing, how could she let Old Madam Su enter? Poetry didn't know that the bag of poison hidden in her arms had already been dropped.

Old Madam Su took Shen Yunjiao's hand, and said with some concern: "Yunjiao, it's not that I hit you, it's just that your weight is not enough to shake her." ”

No matter how Shen Yunjiao is, she is not surnamed Su.

And Qian Suniang has been operating in the Su family for many years, and she has many means, and she has become a fox spirit, where is Shen Yunjiao's opponent.

When Shen Yunjiao told her plan, Old Madam Su originally disagreed.

couldn't stand Shen Yunjiao's soft grinding and hard bubbles, so Mrs. Su and others had to accompany Shen Yunjiao to do such a scene.

But what happened next, Old Madam Su was afraid that Shen Yunjiao would not be able to control it.

Shen Yunjiao smiled sweetly, "Don't worry, old lady, I know that I am soft-spoken, so I found someone else to help me speak." ”

She blinked, "Old lady, big lady, they should come over, you can pretend again." ”

Mrs. Su smiled helplessly, and after asking Ping's mother to wipe her forehead, she lay on the bed coyly.

Not long after, Mrs. Su and a group of people came over, and even Aunt Qian and Grandma Qian also came.

Now, Aunt Qian and Grandma don't have to pretend to be sick.

I heard that Mrs. Su was unlucky, so she naturally wanted to come and see the excitement with her own eyes.

Mrs. Su threw herself on the side of the bed first, "Mother, what's wrong with you!" Where is that evil slave? ”

Old Madam Su closed her eyes coyly, and Shen Yunjiao spoke for her, "Come on, bring the poetry over." ”

Soon, poetry came.

Second Lady Su's eyes flashed, and her hands were clasped tightly in front of her.

Mrs. Su asked the poem, "What kind of poison did you give to the old lady, little hoof?" Who instructed you? ”

The poem hung its head, looking like it didn't want to say.

Mrs. Su opened her bow left and right, slapped the poem twice, and shouted angrily: "You don't say it!" Don't say it, don't blame me for punishing you! ”

Poetry shrunk his neck timidly before he said, "Yes...... It was Aunt Qian's grandmother who instructed the slaves and maids......"

Aunt Qian, who was watching the excitement, was stunned, but she didn't expect to look at the excitement, but she brought herself in.

Aunt Qian wanted Mrs. Su to die, but this matter was indeed not her handiwork.

She spat at the poetry and scolded, "You! Dare to slander me? Who told you to say these things? If you don't say it, go straight to the punishment! ”

Mrs. Su glanced at Aunt Qian and nodded, "Auntie is right, come on, go get a whip soaked in chili oil!" ”

Second Mrs. Su suddenly said: "Poetry, you dare to swear that what you say is the truth?" ”

Shi looked at Mrs. Su Er, gritted her teeth and swore a poisonous oath, "If there is a lie in the slave's mouth, the slave and maid will not die well!" ”

There was an eerie silence in the room.

(End of chapter)