Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Jiang Jingshu stood in the courtyard and looked up at the lush pear tree. The sun penetrated through the cracks of the leaves and fell. The breeze blew and rustled, making it very quiet.

Not far away, lengxue came, "Miss, I have buried people as instructed."

Jiang Jingshu returned to her senses, slightly turned her face and nodded, "very good."

After learning the news of Lin Qingqing's death, she was shocked. Lin Qingqing died in Pei's house, which was Peiyuan's hand.

One day, the husband and wife were grateful, but Pei Yuan just asked people to wrap it in a straw mat and throw it directly into the back mountain. There was no friendship at all. He is such a man. He is ruthless and ambitious. He will do anything to achieve his goal.

Jiang Jingshu was silent for a while, and finally asked lengxue to find two people to collect the body and find a clean place to bury it.

Her past with Lin Qingqing is over.

Now there is one thing left, that is, the letter left by Lin Qingqing, which reads the amazing secret and can shake the whole imperial dynasty.

Now the fourth Prince has fled from the choice of the next prince, and there is only the seventh Prince left. Over the past two years, they have fought openly and secretly. The whole dynasty knows that if there were four princes, the crown prince would never fall into bailiyan's hands, but it is such a coincidence.

The wind direction of the Imperial Court changed, and many people began to show kindness to bailiyan. It seems that they can foresee that he will be the next prince.

"Bai Liyan..." Jiang Jingshu frowned and clenched her fist under her sleeve.

Why let her know the secret.

If you don't know, the matter will come to an end and everyone will be happy.

She wanted to forget it, but Lin Qingqing's figure appeared in the dream and reminded her of the weight of the letter with her own death. She can't forget.

Jiang Jingshu tightened her heart, tangled for a while, and finally turned back to her room.

"Ping'er, prepare your pen and ink."

Write down a note and send it to Ning thatched cottage.

This matter still needs to be discussed with others. If Ning LUOQI, what will he do and what choice he will make.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingshu sank her eyes and looked down at the ink gradually fainted. "He doesn't want to involve the imperial court, but I want to push him to the fire pit... Is it right or wrong for me to do this..." she murmured in a complicated tone.

Send the note to Ning thatched cottage and the servant will bring it back to reply soon.

See you tomorrow.

In black and white, his writing is neat and free, just like his nature of mind.

Jiang Jingshu stroked the words and fell into meditation.

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At the same time, Beijing bieyuan.

The princess of South Vietnam stared at the censer in front of her. The censer looked strange, small, dark and heavy.

"Your Highness, your Royal Highness has brought you something." a wrinkled and gully old man stepped forward and put the incense burner on the table gently.

The princess of South Vietnam was curious, and stretched out her hand to open the lid, "is this Acacia?"

"Wait a minute!" the old man stopped.

As soon as the South Vietnamese Princess stopped, she frowned and was very dissatisfied, "if I don't look, how do I know if this is Acacia?"

"It is very dangerous for the princess to expose the poison cover without permission. This creature is born with blood. It will probably hurt the princess, and the old man can not afford it."

Hearing the old man's explanation, the South Vietnamese Princess slowly withdrew her hand.

She knows that poisonous insects are poisonous. Even those who raise them have to be very careful. Many people take them lightly and die on their own insects.

"Then open the lid!"

The princess of South Vietnam stepped back and stood at a safe distance, staring firmly at the incense burner.

The old man bent down, stretched out his hands, knocked on the stove twice and made a clear sound. The censer rustled as if something were moving.

Then the old man slowly opened the lid and threw in a red pill.

"OK..."

The princess of Nanyue stared at the stove and looked surprised, "this is Acacia?"

"Exactly." the old man nodded.

The princess of South Vietnam only felt goose bumps all over her body and cold hands and feet. It turned out that this was Acacia Gu. She hurriedly stepped back and waved her hand, "all right, all right, cover it! Guard the Acacia bug well. If there is any accident, take you as a question!"

"Yes," said the old slave.

When the princess of South Vietnam came out of the room, the chill on her body quietly faded away.

She smiled faintly, and a gloomy color flashed in her eyes. "The Acacia insect has arrived. You should immediately inform Mrs. Ning to prepare!"

Ning Fu got the news from the princess of South Vietnam.

Mrs. Ning took a sip of the tea cup and said, "there are such strange things in the world. It's free of my effort. If you really want to persuade the little beast, it's estimated that it will take a lot of effort..."

"But can the Acacia insect really control people's hearts?" Mrs. Ning expressed doubt. She didn't have all the trust, but it doesn't matter. Today we can see whether the Acacia insect can control people's hearts or not.

She put down her tea cup and shouted, "come on."

Outside the door, Mammy came in.

Mrs. Ning flashed a trick and calculation in her eyes and said faintly, "go and let someone spread it to the second young master, and say that the old disease of the young master has relapsed."

The old lady didn't understand, "but the young master didn't..."

"That's it!" Mrs. Ning frowned.

Ningluo Qi has no feelings for Ningfu. The only thing he cares about in Ningfu is Ningfeng.

He blamed himself. He felt that he would fall into the water because he preferred the wind. He was as he was now. He was sick all over, and the doctor asserted that he didn't have many days to live.

"He will certainly come..." Mrs. Ning is sure that even if Ning Luo's seven mind is indifferent, she will not let Ning Feng go. As long as he threatens Ning Feng, he will come.

The old lady sent a messenger.

This scene happened to be seen by the servant girl who did the rough work. The servant girl's face changed and hurried to the yard where Ning Feng was located. The young master's old illness has relapsed. What should I do.

The little servant girl hurried into the yard and saw Ning Feng standing in the middle of the yard, raising her hand and stirring the strings.

"Young master?"

Ning Feng stopped and looked up at the panting little girl. "Frey, why are you in such a hurry."

"Young master... You..." the bird stared at Ning Feng. How could the young master sit in the yard intact and have no disease at all, "young master, are you okay?"

"What?"

"I just heard from the mammy beside my wife that your old illness has relapsed, young master. I thought..."

"Relapse of the old disease?" Ning Feng looked blankly and didn't know what she was talking about.

The bird patted his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the young master was safe and sound.

Ning Feng looked strange. He was silent for a while and said, "tell me all you see and what it means to say that my old disease has relapsed."

Finch nodded and repeated all the old Mammy's words. Ning Feng became more and more silent after listening to them, and some complex expressions flashed in his eyes.

This is his mother's instigation. He wants to use his lie about the recurrence of his old disease to let Luo Qi go back to his house.

Mother, what does she want to do?