The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

It's midsummer, and the flowers are blooming.

The gardens of Shi Lang's Mansion are full of beautiful scenery.

Pei Ciye was invited by Xiao Jing to discuss the affairs of the DPRK and China. After being tired, the future Weng and his son-in-law decided to go out for a stroll, talking while walking, and the result...

Just arrived at the garden, entering the eyes~~

Ah!

Mrs. Xiao's bloody corpse was lying on the side, with hairpins stuck in her neck, and the dead did not rest in peace.

Next to her dead body, Aunt Mei pinched Xiao Yawen's neck ferociously, and rode on her, the two rolled left and right, like riding a horse!

Xiao Yawen's pinched eyeballs protruded.

The maids flocked around like chickens, dogs biting hedgehogs, with nowhere to bite.

Xiao Jing: ...

Pei Ciye: ...

The two rubbed their eyes at the same time, and looked again.

The picture has not changed!

hmm~~

Pei Ciye turned his head stiffly, smacked his lips at Xiao Jing, and pulled his lips in embarrassment.

Xiao Jing: ...

He was dizzy for at least two seconds, and in an instant, he almost lost consciousness. He tried his best not to faint, and recovered for a while.

"Pull them away, pull them away quickly!"

He screamed like a woman.

It's all called broken sound.

"Yes, sir."

The servants who served him trembled in fright, woke up from the horror, rushed forward in a panic, and 'teared' Aunt Mei off Xiao Ya's tattoo.

At that time, Xiao Yawen was pinched to the brink of death, Aunt Mei bit off two large pieces of flesh on her cheek and neck.

Blood dripping ah.

There was a splash of blood.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on here?"

Xiao Jing rushed forward, screaming still.

"Master, Aunt Mei is crazy, she killed Madam, she, she bit Missy~"

The maids cried with tears in their eyes.

"A Mei, you bitch!"

Xiao Jing stared round his eyes, unable to believe it, "What are you doing? You want, you, have you lived enough?"

"Master, they are the sluts, their mother and daughter killed my little man, they killed my son, hahahaha, I killed them, I took revenge, son, Xiaolang, mother, mother deserves to be your mother !"

"Mother will avenge you." Aunt Mei roared half-mad and half-crazed with blood on her mouth.

Xiao Jing grinned, startled and disgusted, it was related to Xiao Lang, he wanted to find out, but he glanced at Pei Ciye out of the corner of his eye.

He knew it wasn't the time.

"Amei, you, you are crazy! Xiaolang's death was an accident and had nothing to do with Wen'er. I found out clearly, you lowly concubine, you are obviously jealous and vicious, but you dare to slander the mistress!"

he snarled.

Aunt Mei looked up blankly, her face covered with blood and madness suddenly turned desperate, "Master, I didn't lie to you, it was really Madam and Eldest Miss who killed Xiao Lang."

"You believe me, really, I, if I lie to you, I will go to Avici Hell after I die."

"My lord, my little man died unjustly!"

With a loud voice, she jumped up and slammed into the rockery.

He wanted to commit suicide.

"Stop her!"

Xiao Jing roared.

The little servant hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

However, Aunt Mei was too serious about killing her mother-in-law and harming the girl, she would not be able to survive unless she killed herself--so the collision was extraordinarily ruthless, exerting all her strength.

There was a loud bang.

Blood splashes.

Aunt Mei's skull was broken and she died on the spot.

One wife and one concubine, all in front of the dead.

Xiao Jing: ...

His eyes darkened, and he almost wanted to poke over.

But the screams of the maids in the garden and the bloody daughter forced him to hold on, "Call, ask the doctor to give Wen'er a diagnosis and treatment, go, go..."

"Xiao Shilang, doctor, Mr. Pei can go and invite her. However, your family's internal affairs are really, cough, Mrs. Xiao's matter. Ms. Pei will discuss with her parents and ask for advice soon."

Pei Ciye made a sudden sound.

Xiao Jing's heart trembled, he turned his head suddenly, and was bumping into those cold pupils, the seemingly gentle, but actually cold eyes and lips with a polite and distant smile.

My aunt killed the mistress!

The mistress and her daughter were suspected of killing the concubine.

Then... was killed by the birth mother of the concubine!

Two dead bodies lined up, one half dead.

Who can make such a mess?

The most important thing is, who's family was in such a mess... and then was bumped into by the future son-in-law?

Not to mention that Pei Ciye is the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo, with great power, anyone else would have to divorce the engagement!

What tutoring!

How scary!

"I, I, that is my nephew Duolao."

Xiao Jing gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I dare not, I should." Pei Ciye said politely, turned around, and left without hesitation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he didn't even glance at the half-dead Xiao Yawen.

he is gone.

After a while, about two sticks of incense, the doctor was invited back.

Mrs. Xiao and Aunt Mei were already dead, their bodies were cold, Xiao Ya's tattoo was so fatal, she wouldn't die if she bled like that, only two pieces of flesh were bitten off her left cheek and neck.

Deep visible bone.

Tolerance - completely destroyed.

But life can be saved.

Xiao Jing sighed for a long time, finally got some good news.

Otherwise, within a day, his wife, concubine, and girl will die, and if this happens, he will want to become a monk.

After settling down his daughter, Xiao Jing sent Pei Ciye out of the Minister's Mansion with a face full of pain, and then, while investigating the matter, he started to arrange the funeral of Mrs. Xiao and Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei is a concubine, if she commits the crime of killing her master, she can just throw her body in the mass grave, so don't worry about it.

But Mrs. Xiao is Xiao Jing's first wife, and she bears the royal order, so there are rules and etiquette for the funeral.

Xiao Jing was exhausted and couldn't care about other things.

Also because... Aunt Mei's behavior before her death, such as betrothal with her life, left him with a psychological shadow. Even if he still didn't find out, Xiao Lang's death had something to do with Xiao's mother and daughter, and Xiao Jing's heart was always in his heart. Yes mind.

During Xiao Yawen's convalescence, he never visited his daughter.

until……

Zhen Guogong brought Pei Ciye to divorce, and the reason, of course, was not so blunt: "Your family is shameless, there is a problem with upbringing, your family will kill your brother's daughter, we can't afford it~"

It is very official: Mrs. Xiao died of illness unfortunately, the eldest girl has to observe filial piety for three years, and the child is old, and I really can't afford to wait, so, I'm sorry, let's call off the engagement.

Xiao Jing: ...

Sure enough.

As expected, the marriage cannot be kept.

But when he really faced this day, woo woo woo, his heart hurts so much!

Cooked son-in-law flew.

Xiao Jing resisted the desire to vomit blood, forced a smile to express his understanding, and returned Pei Ciye's horoscope, and the two families officially divorced.

Xiao Yawen, who is bedridden and convalescing: ...

She knew this from the maid, her eyes were bleeding with hatred.

Aunt Mei killed her biological mother, ruined her face, ruined her marriage, and then committed suicide on the spot. She couldn't even avenge her, so she could only vent all her anger on Xiao Yayao. Lang's death was still something she couldn't let go of, and she didn't dare to do it...

Xiao Yawen spat out blood in anger.

More and more lingering sick. .seven

But at this time, Xiao Rao, who was far away in the Jingxin Nunnery in the outskirts, returned to Beijing with a lot of money.

after all……

[My sister-in-law is dead. As a sister-in-law, I have to give her a ride, otherwise, I will lose face. 】

She looked up, looked at the white lanterns hanging high in the Minister's Mansion, and sighed faintly.

The delicate little face is slightly sad.

[Well, Sister Rao, you are right, you really 'give her a ride', without you, she wouldn't 'go' at all. 】

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