The Queen's Dynasty: Seven gentlemen for you to pamper

Jiang's ancestral home is bustling with activity.

The front hall was overcrowded, with three circles inside and three circles outside, surrounding the front hall.

Some of them were servants of the Jiang family, and some were servants brought by the Wang family who came to make trouble to support the scene.

He rolled up his sleeves to expose his arms, pinched his waist, and looked at Jiang's servants arrogantly, looking domineering and ready to fight.

On the ground in the center of the front hall, there was a stretcher lying on the stretcher, wrapped in white strips, with only a pair of cloudy eyes showing, and the whole body lay motionless on it.

It was like learning in Egypt how to place an eviscerated mummy.

Ten out of ten mummies have learned to look like nine out of ten.

It’s just that I didn’t study carefully enough.

Her two cloudy eyes looked as if they had been picked out and thrown into the sewage.

After soaking, it was reinstalled and can still be rotated.

The two black eyes rolled around, as if they were being tied to a rocket, soaring into the sky.

I wish I could fly out of my eyes and swirl around.

"Look at the good things your good son has done. Is this how your Jiang family teaches their children? Look at the beating of my precious daughter, my poor daughter!"

The still-charming Master Wang was like a little white rabbit with red eyes, kneeling in front of the stretcher, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief in a delicate and pretentious manner, without the demeanor of a master.

Rather, she is like a dodder who is only jealous and parasitic on the male master.

After all, he was also the servant of the head of the Wang family, and he climbed up the ranks step by step.

It is said that he is the son of a criminal official. He was sent to Pudong back then. He relied on his good looks to use all his means to climb into the bed of Wang Zhijun, the current head of the Wang family, the biological mother of her precious daughter, and became one of her many ministers.

But at that time, he might as well have succeeded in one fell swoop and established a firm foothold in the Wang family.

The most indispensable thing in the world is good-looking men, and there are many beauties who will conquer the country. One after another, Wang Zhijun joins the Wang family.

I saw the new man laugh, but the old man cried.

He had already lost his freshness, and was left in the back house by Wang Zhijun, who was analyzing his life bit by bit.

The other ministers who lived in the back house dared to spit on his head, step on him, and stamp on him.

He thought he would die in this dark back house, but who would have thought that he would suddenly be favored again by Wang Zhijun, who had inherited the title of head of the family.

I don't know what method was used to make him pamper him alone.

The master at that time suddenly fell ill and passed away within a few months. Not long after, he unexpectedly became pregnant. At this time, Wang Zhijun, who was already fifty years old, was still going strong.

He took advantage of the family master's favor and pursued his victory. The elderly daughter-in-law Wang Zhijun forced him to become the master of the Wang family, regardless of the obstruction of other members of the clan.

Father Jiang sat in a high position with his eyes lowered, turning a deaf ear, and calmly held the tea cup and tasted it carefully.

Sweat was pouring out of his palms, and his slightly trembling fingertips betrayed his nervousness at this moment.

The Wang family is now gaining momentum, and there seems to be an expert behind it, so their strength cannot be underestimated.

The Jiang family is not as good as before. They have been cautious these years just to prevent the Jiang family from getting caught and used as a blackmail.

The Jiang family was really going to be completely destroyed in his hands.

How could he be worthy of his wife lying on the bed, how could he be worthy of the people in his clan, how could he be worthy of the Jiang family's ancestors, who had spent several lifetimes of hard work to build the foundation.

"Ms. Wang saw that our Jiang family didn't have any people, so they were throwing dirty water basins at my family's heads."

No one has heard him before.

The servants who were blocking the front hall stood on both sides, all their eyes fell on her, leaving a passage in the center leading to the same front hall.

Jiangsu Yi strode towards the front hall, his eyes resting on the stretcher with a human shape wrapped in white floral strips, and the next moment it moved to the Lord Wang who was pretending to cry next to it.

He stabilized his steps, leaned down to salute, and stood up straight, exuding the majesty and momentum of the head of the family. Standing there made people dare not be presumptuous and keep their mouths shut.

Lord Wang waved his handkerchief, stood up, twisted his waist, sat on the chair opposite Jiang's father, and pretended to wipe away the false tears from his eyes.

"What do you mean by this? Do you think that our Wang family will rely on you and think too highly of your Jiang family?"

He waved the handkerchief in his hand and put it back into the belt around his waist. A cunning smile appeared on his face, and he flapped his hands gently.

"If I don't have a witness, how can I come here to ask for an explanation? She is my precious daughter who was born several months pregnant and is the rising star of our Wang family in the future. I will not give up easily."

The people under her command brought up the witnesses who had been prepared. Her two little followers were so frightened that they fell to their knees in the hall.

Lord Wang waved the handkerchief around his waist in disgust, covering his breath as if there was an unacceptable smell in the air.

"You tell me who made my daughter like this, otherwise you are the only one asking."

The little follower kowtows in fear and begs for mercy, his eyes darting away, "Master, please forgive me, yes...yes...yes..."

Lord Wang impatiently increased his tone and asked, "Who is it? Think carefully before you answer."

The little follower shrank his neck like a little chicken and replied tremblingly: "Yes, it's Jiang's young man, Jiang Su Chen. He was the one who made the move first, and it was only he who made such a thing happen."

Satisfied, he withdrew his gaze and turned to Father Jiang, who was sitting silently on the chair, as if he was going to penetrate him.

"Did you hear it? It was your Jiang family's young man who harmed my precious daughter. I want you to give our Wang family an explanation."

"Otherwise, our Wang family will never give up and we will definitely fight to the death with your Jiang family."

Hearing this, Jiang's father also understood that he came with a purpose this time, and the beating was just an excuse.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, he stared at him and said concisely: "What is the purpose of your visit this time?"

Lord Wang smiled strangely. He proudly picked up the teacup and blew the hot air while saying.

"My daughter is the future head of the Wang family. Now that your son has injured her on the ground, your son has to take responsibility. If not, I won't hold your son responsible."

He opened his mouth slightly and continued to say happily: "As long as he marries my daughter, we are willing to get back together with the Jiang family and become in-laws, so that we can help each other."

Jiang's father's face was dark, and he was deeply lost in the thousands of thoughts in his mind.

Lord Wang drank tea leisurely, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Jiangsu Yi stepped forward and interrupted his father's thoughts, deliberately stopping him and saying, "Dad, Chen'er..."

She was not worthy of Chen'er at all, how could she let Chen'er marry her and suffer, even if it was for Jiang's sake.