Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Jiang Jingshu's face was cold. The nun in front of her didn't like her at all. After all, she collected silver last time and wanted to murder her.

How can such a nun devote herself to the Buddha? It's all nonsense.

She stared coldly at nun Jing'an to see what she was going to do.

"Second lady..." abbess Jing'an went to Jiang Jingshu, sighed deeply, and then knelt down, "I'm here to apologize today."

Abbess Jing'an knelt on her knees and lowered her head deeply, like a sinner who turned over a felony.

Jiang Jingshu was surprised. She stepped back and stared at nun Jing'an.

"Excuse me?"

"Last time, I was so confused that I promised to accept the silver to frame the second young lady. What I did was a terrible crime. Today, I specially came to ask for forgiveness from the second young lady..." abbess Jing'an said and kowtowed heavily.

Jiang Jingshu couldn't bear it. She turned aside and didn't accept her kowtow.

"I don't ask the second young lady to forgive me... I just want to say my sins and make myself feel at ease." nun Jing'an repented and spoke sincerely.

Jiang Jingshu looked at her strangely. She didn't know what the wind was blowing today. Abbess Jing'an even came to the door to apologize.

Ping'er not far away saw this scene and grew up surprised. Abbess Jing'an knelt down to people for the first time. She also knocked three heads heavily and asked for forgiveness.

"Abbess, why did you come to apologize? If you don't say it, no one should know about it." Jiang Jingshu said coldly.

Abbess Jing'an does everything without leakage. She is deeply believed by everyone. If she hadn't revealed the things framed that day, others would never know her secret conspiracy.

Abbess Jing'an raised her face. She looked strange. She didn't know what to think of. Her eyes were full of fear.

Her body trembled and held the Buddha dust in her hand tightly.

After a long time, I slowly breathed out, "I'm ashamed of my conscience. If I don't apologize, I'll be ashamed of the Buddha and heaven and earth... Second miss, all my mistakes are my fault."

"..." Jiang Jingshu was silent and looked at abbess Jing'an's face.

It's not so simple. She must have encountered something, otherwise she wouldn't be so scared as she is now.

What on earth did she meet

Jiang Jingshu couldn't understand and couldn't help frowning.

"Second miss, the sinner has been punished, and the hatred in Miss's heart should dissipate..." abbess Jing'an said quietly and said Amitabha.

Hate?

The world is calm, and the cool wind blows her thoughts.

It was so calm at this time, and all the people she loved were around, but in the future... If she had no power and no wisdom, she was finally used by Peiyuan, resulting in the tragedy of the destruction of the yuan family.

Her mother will be poisoned, and she will lose her eyes

How can all this hatred disappear?

Anger flashed in Jiang Jingshu's eyes and she clenched her fist secretly.

"Impossible," she said coldly.

Nun Jing'an was shocked. She really felt the hatred from the woman in front of her. It was three feet of ice cold climbing out of hell.

Her hand shook, and the three copper plates in her hand fell, clattering, and gradually rolled down to Jiang Jingshu's feet.

Finally fell.

“……”

Seeing three copper plates, nun Jing'an's eyes gradually widened and her hands trembled, "this is..."

Jiang Jingshu leaned down, picked up three copper plates, walked over and handed them to nun Jing'an. She said coldly, "nun, don't appear in Lin's house in the future. If you dare to do something next time..." she didn't say what she was going to say, but the threat was obvious.

Abbess Jing'an secretly held the copper plate and her hands trembled.

Jiang Jingshu turned and was about to leave.

Abbess Jing'an got up and shouted to her, "second lady."

"The second young lady survived the disaster and was reborn... Surely there must be future blessings." abbess Jing'an said solemnly, with a solemn voice. Jiang Jingshu stopped and slightly turned to look at her.

Abbess Jing'an's eyes seemed to see through her soul.

"But if you don't let go of your obsession, this fire will burn yourself... Whoever wants to harm others will harm himself."

“……”

Jiang Jingshu's movements stagnated.

"All hate should be put down." abbess Jing'an sighed and folded her hands. "Amitabha, it's time to turn around. Second lady... It's time to turn around."

Is it right to turn around?

Jiang Jingshu looked up at the sky. The sky was pale and gloomy, like her mood.

She has no way to go back. If she makes a mistake, she will be doomed. In this life... She will never die foolishly. Even if she hurts herself and her hands are stained with blood, she will never shrink back!

"Since you want to go to hell... Then go to hell together."

"Hell is empty. If I don't enter, who will?"

Her voice was indifferent and she smiled brightly.

Abbess Jing'an stood stunned and watched Jiang Jingshu go away. She didn't know what it was like in her heart. She opened her palm and looked at the three copper plates. All the three copper plates were facing up.

……

Jiang Jingshu walks back to her room.

After a pause, he frowned and immediately turned back to find abbess Jing'an.

Abbess Jing'an has just walked out of the purple gold courtyard. She is touching three copper plates with a dignified face.

"Abbess!" Jiang Jingshu shouted to abbess Jing'an.

"Who is the person nun saw?" she went to nun Jing'an and looked up at her. "This matter is very important to me. If nun is ashamed of me, tell me who that person is."

She looked serious.

Abbess stared at Jiang Jingshu, hesitated for a long time, and finally said quietly.

"The benefactor is..."

……

"Ningluo seven."

Jiang Jingshu, holding a brush, unfolds rice paper and depicts the hanging orchid in front of her.

When you draw two strokes, you can control the strength very well. The ink fragrance overflows everywhere where you write. You can outline your mind with a few strokes.

She was a little distracted. She stared at Diaolan and forgot to write. The ink dripped and fainted on the rice paper. It was dark, and a good picture was destroyed.

"Oh!" Ping'er exclaimed and hurriedly took away the paper, but the ink fainted and opened two or three drops, and the painting was irreparable.

"Miss, what are you thinking so distracted?" she asked.

Jiang Jingshu put down her brush and her eyes dropped slightly, blocking a shadow and unable to see her look.

"Ning Luo Qi..." she murmured, "why him?"

He was the one on the roof that day, and the one who made nun Jing'an plead guilty... Is also him.

He helped three times and four times. What was his plot? Not long ago, he made an appointment to travel together on Qiqiao Festival.

"Young master of the Ning family? Do you know young master of the Ning family?" Ping'er asked suspiciously. The young lady never cared about others, let alone the young master of other mansions.

At the door, Pinellia ternata, who was carrying a basin of water, trembled and almost didn't get the basin off.

Ningluo seven.

How did miss know him?

Pinellia sidled and hid at the door, eavesdropping on what Jiang Jingshu would say.

Jiang Jingshu raised her face and looked at Diaolan. She said calmly, "I've met twice and I'm not familiar with it."

She didn't know Ningluo Qi well. No matter in her previous life or this life, there would never be any involvement between them. In her impression, Ning LUOQI is the person around the fourth prince. They often go in and out of the court hall together. They are also teachers and friends. The fourth Prince trusts him more than any brothers who sympathize with him.

But

Jiang Jingshu's eyes dropped slightly.

However, the fourth Prince is not a naive person. He is fierce and vicious, like jackals, tigers and leopards. On the day he gets power, he will get rid of all the people around him who know his affairs.

She knew the situation from Pei Yuan's words. Pei Yuan was familiar with the mind of the fourth prince, so he left a way for himself early.

“……”

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingshu shook her head and abandoned all her ideas.

She doesn't fight for a place in power. She has so many worries and is of no use at all. All she has to do is protect the people around her and get rid of the Lin family with her mother as soon as possible.

Pinellia ternata, hiding at the door, looked hesitant and tangled.

After a while, she hurried back with the basin.

*

In the yard.

Pinellia ternata was sitting on a fake rock, biting his lips. It was obviously something on his mind.

She blamed herself. She always felt that it was because of her young lady that she was entangled by childe Ning.

Childe Ning has a long history. He can see through the fact that she was a killer at a glance, and he also took the account book and poison from her hand. On the surface, the man seems to be light, but he should be the most resourceful person in the whole capital.

If Miss is involved with her, she will be in trouble.

Banxia clenched her fist secretly. Now she is threatened by childe Ning everywhere and often wants to tell him about the young lady. In doing so, it was like betraying the young lady. She had a hard conscience.

Is it difficult... Are you leaving Lin mansion?

Only by leaving the young lady, the young lady will not be involved with Childe Ning.

Thinking of Pinellia ternata like this, his eyes were gloomy, staring at the sky, full of sadness.

Ping'er walked around the yard for a long time before he found the figure of Pinellia ternata. "Pinellia, pinellia!" she shouted and waved.

Pinellia glanced at Ping'er. I didn't want to pay attention to it, but I jumped down gently from above.

"This is for you." Ping'er took out a beautiful purse, embroidered with lotus flowers, lifelike. The precision of stitch by stitch is enough to show the good intentions of the people who made the purse.

"This is..." Banxia took his purse and was stunned slightly.

"It will be Qiqiao festival soon. On this day, I will embroider sachets and give them to... People close to me." Ping'er's cheeks are slightly red. "I embroidered one for you and miss."

"So it is..."

Pinellia muttered that she used to kill for a living and didn't know needlework at all. She picked up her purse and looked over and over. When she saw the purse of fine labor, she couldn't help laughing.

The purse was the second time she had received anything except a dagger given to her by the young lady.

"Thank you," she said heartily.

"Thank you. I don't know kung fu. You are the only one who can protect the young lady... So you must protect the young lady and don't let the young lady get hurt." Ping'er said solemnly.

Banxia nodded. Even if he risked his life, he should protect the young lady.

But... Can she still stay with Miss?

She lowered her eyes slightly with a sad look.

Ping'er turned and hurried away without seeing Banxia's face. The direction she went was not the attic, but the outer yard.