Bondage

"It was you, it was you who killed my Jinger, and today I want you to go down to be buried with Jinger."

Seeing Lin Jiayue, Aunt Zhou became even more insane. She pushed away the woman in the yard and rushed in front of Lin Jiayue, stretched out her hand and slapped her hard.

Lin Jiayue hadn't eaten or slept for several days, when she slapped her, her eyes went dark and she fell to the ground.

Although her cheeks were sore, she felt a lot more relaxed in her heart.

She still can't figure out why Jiang Jing threw himself into a well to die, whether it was because of the reputation of the uncle who was not chaste, or because the Chen family broke the engagement.But no matter what the reason was, Lin Jiayue knew that it had something to do with her.

Aunt Zhou beat Lin Jiayue hard, she let him vent in a dazed and numb manner.

It wasn't until Aunt Zhou tightly strangled her neck that a sense of suffocation hit, and Lin Jiayue struggled hard.

She was afraid.

After dying, she was afraid.

But now Aunt Zhou's hands are as firm as iron tongs, no matter how hard she struggles, she can't shake them off.

Mrs. Jiang fainted, and Jiang's mother stood by in panic. Seeing that the old lady's face was blue, she didn't speak up, so she quickly took off the golden hairpin on her head and pierced her acupuncture point. Only then did Mrs. Jiang gasp for breath.

Aunt Zheng stepped forward to pull Aunt Zhou, if she really killed someone in front of the old lady, Aunt Zhou would definitely die, just thinking about it, she felt sad like a rabbit died and a fox died.

The whole Fuhetang was in chaos, and Song Wan stood behind Mother Jiang quietly guarding Mrs. Jiang and never left.

Mrs. Jiang woke up, and Song Wan hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

The old lady pointed to Lin Jiayue who was lying on the ground and said, "Hit out the source of this chaos..."

"Madam, you have to make the decision for Jing Er!"

"enough."

Jiang Xingjian came in a hurry. He had just arrived on duty today and before he entered the Education Office, he was found by the servants on horseback. Seeing the current situation, Jiang Xingjian felt like he had a splitting headache.

"Go and pull Aunt Zhou away."

Lin Jiayue was rescued by a few servants from the outer courtyard, and the Hou's mansion was so chaotic that it could not even maintain the defense of men and women, so they had to call the servants from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard to deal with her.

Aunt Zhou was restrained, her eyes were scarlet, and she looked at Jiang Xingjian with a ferocious expression: "Master Hou, can you give me a word today? This is the root cause of the chaos that killed my Jinger. Are you going to get rid of it or not?"

Lin Jiayue clutched her neck, her eyes were bloodshot, and she couldn't stop panting.

Experiencing the feeling of dying again, the hairs all over her body exploded, and the bottom of her heart was eaten away by fear, which made her mind go blank.

Aunt Zhou's mood eased, she glared at the servants who grabbed her and flung them away.

After all, it was the female relatives of the inner court, and the men did not dare to do it easily, and seeing that Jiang Xingjian had not made a statement, one by one let go of their hands.

"Master Hou, I just want to ask if you can get rid of the root cause of this disorder?"

Jiang Xingjian suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he was stunned by the question.

Only Song Wan glanced at him in surprise, then lowered his eyes.

At this moment, he was actually murderous.

The momentary silence made Lin Jiayue, who was extremely sensitive to life and death, look up with red eyes. Jiang Xingjian seemed to have realized this, and said in a low voice, "Send Aunt Zhou back to Yu'an Courtyard."

"Hahaha, it's messed up, this Hou's mansion is in chaos."

Seeing that Jiang Xingjian had no intention of dealing with Lin Jiayue at all, Aunt Zhou was completely disappointed.She brushed her hair back, smiled slightly with tears in her eyes, the dimples on her cheeks faintly appeared, as gentle as usual.

"There are descendants in the Hou's mansion, so it's rare for the old Lord Hou to be safe even if he's underground."

"Hou Ye Jing'er, I'm here to accompany you..."

After Aunt Zhou finished speaking, she slammed into the corridor pillar in the courtyard of Fuhe Hall.There was a muffled bang, bright red blood splashed everywhere, and the person fell straight down without breathing.

The people in the courtyard were so frightened that they were dumbfounded on the spot, but Heng Wu realized something was wrong and protected Song Wan behind him early on, while Heng Zhi pulled a veil to cover her eyes.

Jiang Xingjian's complexion was like snow, Lin Jiayue felt her scalp explode instantly, and her whole body trembled coldly.

Seeing this, Mrs. Jiang fainted from shock and fright.

Only Aunt Zheng cried and took off her girdle, stepped forward and gently covered Aunt Zhou's face, sobbing softly: "I told you not to make trouble, what can be the result of making trouble? ? Who can hold our humble life?"

"Take grandma back to her room."

Jiang Xingjian let out a sharp snort, and Heng Zhiheng Wu hurriedly guarded Song Wanhuilan's courtyard.

Jiang's mother sent people to look for the mansion doctor, and the maid of Fuhetang was busy carrying the old lady back to the dormitory. Jiang Xingjian directed the woman in the mansion to dispose of Aunt Zhou's body, and Aunt Zheng was dragged away by the maid crying...

Only Lin Jiayue stared blankly at the pale arm that was faintly exposed under the goose-yellow trousers.

Within seven days, two people died at home. People in the Hou Mansion were panicked, and there was no one to take care of Lin Jiayue.

Everyone shuttled in front of her and behind her, but no one stepped forward to ask a question.

It wasn't until Qian Bi Qinghong found her that they dragged the lost Lin Jiayue away quickly.

No mourning was seen in the mansion, no half white cloth and half yellow paper was seen, the blood stains on the pillars and white jade floor tiles were wiped dry by servants, and no one mentioned Aunt Zhou's death, as if such a tragic event had never happened in the Hou Mansion.

On the second day, the large kitchen prepared [-] meat dishes, including crispy pork elbow, steamed goose, and lamb tripe plate with salty black bean skin, and sent them to each room.

Aunt Zheng gnawed on her elbow and cried while laughing, Mrs. Jiang was in a deep sleep, and Mother Jiang's temples turned white overnight.

Jiang Xingjian sat in the courtyard and poured himself a drink, staying up all night.

Song Wan, on the other hand, slept lightly for several hours under the care of Nanny Zhao and Heng Zhiheng Wu, but she tossed and turned restlessly throughout the night.

The one who reacted the most was Lin Jiayue. She hadn't eaten or slept for several days, her body was morbidly tired, and now she had an unusual ailment.

She could no longer look at the girl's white arms, nor could she hear the crisp drumbeat.

The Hou Mansion was silent. When Song Lan'an and his wife came to the door, Jiang Xingjian was even a little dazed. He didn't know why his father-in-law came to the door in person.

"There is something in the house, and it is rude to fail to greet father."

Song Lan'an said: "I heard that there are many troubles in the Hou's mansion recently, so the old man came to have a look, and Zhuo Jing misses Wan'er, so today I want to let her mother and daughter meet."

Jiang Xingjian hurriedly asked the wife in the mansion to take Mrs. Song to the Lan Courtyard, while he stayed with the guests and greeted Song Lan'an.

The two said a few innocuous words, and Song Lan'an suddenly said: "I heard the rumors in Beijing that Chengyang Hou is very dissatisfied with his wife at home?"

"At the end of the day, it's because the official is not strict in teaching women, and failed to teach the daughter of the family to be a model for women in the world."

Jiang Xingjian's jaw clenched, and he hurriedly said: "Father's words are depressing, and there is nothing wrong with Wan'er. It is because the son-in-law is obsessed with ghosts, so that Wan'er is left out in the cold."

Clenching his fists tightly, Jiang Xingjian tensed his body: "It was Xingjian who made a mistake first, and I will never be held responsible again in the future."

Song Lan'an sneered coldly: "Master Hou is serious, who in Shangjing doesn't know that the girl in my Pingzhang Government Office has no virtue, no talent, and no ability to manage the family?"

He took out two plain stickers from his bosom, and Song Lan'an pushed them in front of Jiang Xingjian: "Hou Ye's Geng Tie and Wan'er's marriage letter, Chengyang Hou's family, my Song family can't afford it, and I hope Hou Ye can find two. Clan elders, choose a day."