MTL - Rebirth: Noble Woman, Poisonous Concubine-v2 Chapter 50 The end of Madam Jiang

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Mrs. Jiang held Auntie Wen's head in her hands, and the whole person fell backwards, looking at Jiang Jinyu with her arms folded. She couldn't say a word of horror, and finally passed out with her eyes closed.

The mother-in-law in the courtyard was stunned. I did not expect that the gentleman who was so gentle and gentle in the past would have such a ruthless method, which suddenly shocked everyone and made people long and stunned.

Soon after, the mother-in-law cleaned the yard, and the three returned to the Indus Hospital.

Mrs. Dingbei's face turned pale. It took a long time to return to normal. She looked forward to Jiang Jinyu, "Jinyu, are you all right?"

Jiang Jinyu glanced at Mrs. Ding Beihou, and her eyes were stubbornly constricted, and she shook her head, "I'm fine."

Mrs. Dingbei was really scared by Jiang Jinyu's cold and fierce look. She had never seen her son so crazy.

"Mother, grandmother is crazy." Jiang Jinyu lowered her voice. "We can't sit still anymore. There will be a second and third time after today, and we will not break the three of us."

Mrs. Ding Beihou sank in her heart, her lips closed, her body trembling, thinking about Jiang Jinyu's words.

For a long time, Mrs. Dingbeihou took a deep breath, her expression was very firm, "Mother knows this, you don't have to worry about it."

Because of today ’s incident, Mrs. Beihou can only make up her mind, and ca n’t watch Madame Jiang's nonsense anymore. Sometimes, concessions and tolerance may not make Madam Jiang converge, but may make Madam Jiang even worse.

Today is Jiang Jinyu. If he calculates Jiang Wanyan in the future, wouldn't it ruin the happiness of Jiang Wanyan's life? Mrs. Ding Beihou dare not imagine.

"Mother, the son is no longer young, and his own son handles this matter." Jiang Jinyu didn't want Mrs. Dingbeihou to be involved. Even after being traced by Dingbeihou, Jiang Jinyu was the only son, and Dingbeihou would never take it How about Jiang Jinyu.

"Jinyu ..."

Jiang Jinyu looked down at the stained blood. "This matter has nothing to do with the mother, everything is the son's own decision."

After talking about Jiang Jinyu, she turned away and left Dingbeihou's heart as uncomfortable as acupuncture. She blamed her for taking too much care, so that a pair of children were also bound.

"Mother, this is the choice of the elder brother." Jiang Wanyan grimaced and pulled Mrs. Dingbeihou's arm with a pale face, without removing Mrs. Jiang, it was a time bomb to Jiang Jinyu.

Rather than get rid of it first, there is still a chance. Jiang Wanyan understands Jiang Jinyu's approach very well.

She guessed that Jiang Jinyu had already discovered about Auntie Wen. She deliberately let Auntie Wen make such a face in front of everyone, and everyone knew that Mrs. Jiang's thoughts, plus she was frightened, and Mrs. Jiang was old. It is also very possible to be frightened.

"You told your elder brother that your father wrote yesterday and will be back in three days." Mrs. Dingbeihou naturally supported her son and asked Jiang Wanyan to be busy.

Jiang Wanyan nodded and went after Jiang Jinyu immediately.

"Brother!"

Jiang Jinyu paused, Jiang Wanyan gasped, "My father will be back in three days. It's better for my brother to prepare early."

Jiang Jinyu nodded when he heard the words, and suddenly said, "Euphemistically, in your heart, do you feel that your elder brother is not upright?"

Jiang Wanyan immediately shook her head. "How come, grandma is a stranger to you and me. I have never seen you and my brother and sister since childhood. If you do n’t like it, you can ignore it, but you will condone the people around you. I, sheltering the murderer, is now framed by my elder brother in full view. This ancestral relationship has long since broken. "

Jiang Jinyu said quietly, indeed, if Jiang Jinyu found it in time today, she would be counted by Mrs. Jiang. Aunt Wen is a woman of Dingbeihou who is even lowly. A woman who insults her father as a son is not only unfilial but also violates Tianlun. The world can't tolerate it, Jiang Jinyu's future reputation has been ruined.

Since Mrs. Jiang could make such a determined decision to destroy Jiang Jinyu, leaving no room for anything, then what kind of injustice was Jiang Wanyan for Mrs. Jiang?

"Brother, if you settle your grandmother, it will be a step closer for Brother." Jiang Wanyan made it clear that there is a bigger reason for Jiang Jinyu to take action. Madam Jiang is an obstacle that cannot be crossed between the two. Put Jiang Jinyu in a passive state.

Jiang Jinyu smiled, which is not the case, but it is undeniable that this is a fuse.

"Go back first, and be with your mother these days." Jiang Jinyu reached out and patted Jiang Wanyan's shoulder, Jiang Wanyan nodded, and left quickly.

It was dark, and Mrs. Jiang lit a lot of lights in the room, so that the girl would burn all the things related to Auntie Wen, and let the person next to her bedside.

"This filial piety is so rebellious!" Mrs. Jiang could not help cursing, as if only in this way could she calm down her emotions.

As everyone knows, the more he scolds, the more excited he is, and he can't wait to kill the filial piety. Only when he thinks of Jiang Jinyu's murderous look, Mrs. Jiang can't help but hesitate to ask Jiang Jinyu to plead guilt.

"Hurry up, send someone to send a message to Hou Ye, and let Hou Ye come back as soon as possible. This family can't live anymore, so one day that evil barrier will dare to kill me."

Although Mrs. Jiang is not afraid of death on her mouth, she can really face it, but she still can't help shrinking and fearing. She can see clearly today that Jiang Jinyu really moved her mind.

"The old lady rest assured that the old man will let the Houye send the letter quickly. I believe that the Houye will return to the old lady as soon as possible."

Mrs. Jiang did not see Dingbei Hou. She was restless in her heart all day. Lying on the couch, her head was **** and Aunt Wen's dead eyes were staring. Mrs. Jiang's stare panicked.

"Quick, let people prepare water!" As soon as Mrs. Jiang reached out, she felt blood stained in her palms, and the strong taste was enough to make her gag.

This was the third bath, and Mrs. Jiang was rubbing a layer of skin with both hands, and she kept rubbing, just like the devil was crazy.

He persuaded several times and was beaten, but he had no choice but to let Mrs. Jiang go.

"Blood, blood, all blood, get ready to prepare the petals, this smell is too strong." Madam Jiang flushed her eyes, rubbed the petals in her hands, and the room was full of mess, tossing into the middle of the night, Mrs. Jiang was tired and slept on the couch.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Jiang was awakened. Mrs. Jiang has always liked to keep in good health. Every morning, she will take some tonic herbs to adjust her body. This day is no exception.

The maidservant brought the dishes up, and Mrs. Jiang opened the lid of the cup with an uneasy look, and suddenly her face changed dramatically, and she slammed the medicated food to the ground.

"Who made it, how could you give me eyes to eat, and turned it around!" Madam Jiang was very angry.

The girl looked down her eyes, and she was just an ordinary pill. How did she become an eye? This is what she used to do in the past.

"Old lady ..."

Mrs. Jiang rushed over and stepped on the pill on the ground severely, stepping on the pill with a slump and still not deflated, and pointed to the maid, "Go, slap the minion stick stewed today!"

The girl shook her body, her face pale, and looked at Mrs. Jiang in horror. Mrs. Jiang sneered, "Did you stew it?"

"The old lady spared her life, the slaves were stewed in the past, and there were no errors, ..."

Mrs. Jiang kicked her angrily directly, "Slut, do you dare to hurt me, do you really think I can see nothing? Come, drag this **** down!"

"Old lady!" The girl opened her mouth and was blocked by two women before she could ask for mercy.

Mrs. Jiang's face was so vicious that it took a long time to return to peace, and she sat down at the table again. At this moment, the girl next to her shook her body, for fear that it would cause Mrs. Jiang's dissatisfaction.

Madam Jiang just picked up the chopsticks, glanced at the dishes on the table, and stood up in horror. "This is all messy. The kitchen is like this. It actually made me raw meat, hair, and human palms ... . "

Mrs. Jiang almost fainted. She trembled and pointed at a few maidservants. The maidservants were kneeling on the floor. The table was clearly congee and freshly baked pastries. How did she become an old lady? What about those mouths?

Without much thought, Mrs. Jiang opened the table and smashed all the vegetables on the table, crackling, and there was a sudden wolf in the room.

"Take it all out!" Mrs. Jiang pointed at the room and waited. "Staff, sting!"

The mother-in-law was shocked, and hurriedly begged her head for help, for a while, the room was full of shouts, uneven, and Mrs. Jiang rubbed her swollen head.

"Drag out!" Mrs. Jiang shouted impatiently, and after a while the seven or eight waiters in the room were all pulled away by the outside guards, leaving only Mrs. Jiang next to her, Hu Alas.

Hu Yan was terrified. He didn't dare to say a word. From yesterday, Mrs. Jiang's temperament changed greatly, but she didn't want to be so serious. She had to kill a few lives with a little discomfort.

For two hours in a row, Mrs. Jiang stabbed dozens of people. The whole yard was very disturbed. The newly promoted grandmother shivered to her calf to serve, for fear that it would cause Mrs. Jiang to lose her life.

Even if careful, Mrs. Jiang can always pick out the fault.

The movement was so big and quiet, Mrs. Dingbeihou got the news long ago, but she pretended to be unwell, and didn't show up for Mrs. Jiang to toss.

In the afternoon, thirty people had been stabbed in the yard, causing the housekeeper to assign a girl to Mrs. Jiang to serve him. The girl who was scared cried and asked for the housekeeper.

In just one day, everyone regarded Mrs. Jiang as a ghost.

After a long day of tossing, Mrs. Jiang was dripping with water, her face was very ugly, and her body was trembling.

The girl had poured tea, and Mrs. Jiang said that it was blood. She actually filled the girl with several pots of tea. The hot little girl's face went to the skin, but she still did not escape.

Mrs. Jiang was tired and tossed, sitting on the couch panting heavily, her tired hands could not be lifted, and her head was covered with blood.

Seeing Mrs. Jiang's tired eyes couldn't be opened, Hu Yan was bold enough to help Mrs. Jiang scrub his body and serve Mrs. Jiang to rest. Today is definitely the hardest day for Hu Rong's life. An accidentally annoyed Mrs. Jiang.

Just now the old lady Jiang had rested, Hu Yan let out a sigh of relief, and walked out of the door crappily.

Mrs. Jiang was asleep, and her body was suddenly patted. Mrs. Jiang was about to yell, and suddenly she opened her eyes and saw Aunt Wen's head dangling in front of her eyes.

Behind him were two black and white impermanences, looking abominable, holding an iron chain in his hand to lock Mrs. Jiang.

"Lady Jiang's heart is ruthless and her life span has reached its limit. She is locked into **** at midnight."

Mrs. Jiang's legs were trembling with fright, and she could not say a word of terror. She fell on the couch softly, and there was a very bad smell coming from the couch.

One of them glanced at Mrs. Jiang, stretched out her hands, and then looked at Mrs. Jiang's eyes again. She was dim and unconscious. Most of her body had lost consciousness, and she twitched from time to time, even raising her eyes to the person opposite. giggle.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and disappeared quickly.

The next day

Hu Yan went to wake up Mrs. Jiang, but found something wrong, the smell in the room was really bad.

The news that Mrs. Jiang was ill soon spread. Mrs. Jiang was not only paralyzed, but her head was silly. The whole person was smirking except smirking. No matter how they shouted, they didn't react at all. They ate and drank Lazar on the couch.