The scumbag ran away from marriage, I remarried on the spot

The fortune teller seemed to be an expert in the world. After saying these words, he left and was gone within a short time.

When Sun turned her head and looked around, she saw the figure of the fortune teller, about fifty feet away from her, quickly disappearing around the corner in front of her.

Aunt Qiao saw that Sun's face was pale and her hands were trembling slightly. It was obvious that she was very panicked. She asked with concern: "Madam, are you okay?"

Seeing that she had no response, Aunt Qiao raised her voice and called out again: "Madam?"

Sun came back to her senses after hearing the sound and looked at Aunt Qiao blankly, obviously not hearing what Aunt Qiao had just asked.

Aunt Qiao asked again: "Madam, are you okay?"

Sun shook her head with a dull expression: "No, I'm fine. In broad daylight, I don't believe that shady things dare to come out and harm me."

Aunt Qiao asked again: "Madam, would you like to go to Lingyun Temple to offer incense?"

As she said this, she glanced at Mrs. Sun and saw his hesitation, so she gave a hint and said, "I think it's better not to go. It's not going well today. The wheels of the carriage are broken. Why are you still knocking?" If it hits the forehead, if it is hit hard, it will cause a bloody head. If something happens again, it may not be that simple."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Sun's body trembled visibly in the sun. She couldn't help but think of the bloody disaster that the fortune teller said. The carriage broke down just now. She was obviously riding in the same carriage as Aunt Qiao. What happened to Aunt Qiao? None, but she hit her forehead.

So, is the situation just now a precursor to a bloody disaster? If she continued to go to Lingyun Temple, she might really encounter a bloody disaster.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sun's heart beat faster and she was in a panic. She shook her head hurriedly: "No, we won't go. Let's go next time."

About two-quarters of an hour later, the coachman repaired the wheels of the carriage. Mrs. Sun got on the carriage and headed back home.

Mrs. Sun was sitting in the carriage, feeling anxious and uneasy. She thought of the fortune teller's words over and over again in her mind. Suddenly she looked at Aunt Qiao and said calmly: "I regret it."

She really regretted it. If she had listened to her father's advice and married the second-ranked Jinke candidate, how could she have done such a bad thing?

If she hadn't married Meng Dongyuan, she wouldn't have had so many lives, let alone be haunted by ghosts.

Meng Dongyuan loved her so much at the beginning so that she could conceal the true cause of Zhou's death, but now he despises her for being haggard and ugly, and despises her for seeing ghosts.

How could she satisfy that dirty thing now? We can't let her die, right?

No, she can't die. She has done so much, how can she die? But how to resolve the bloody disaster? What should we do if she dies and her two children are killed by ghosts?

Fear, regret, unwillingness, all kinds of emotions appeared on her face.

Seeing this, Aunt Qiao felt a little complicated, but she was glad that even though she had done something bad for Madam, at least she didn't get any lives on her hands.

After a moment, Aunt Qiao comforted her and said: "Madam, don't think too much, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. It's still a long way to the uncle's house. Why don't you take a rest? Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep well at night." "

For Ms. Sun, these words are nothing more than killing people. Now even a good night's sleep has become a luxury for her. She is haunted by ghosts at night. When she catches up on sleep during the day, she often has nightmares and collapses in the nightmares. .

Mrs. Sun calmed down her mind and chose to take a nap against the soft pillow. Otherwise, she would not be able to sleep well for a long time. She was really afraid that her body would get into trouble. One day she passed away and her husband married another step-in-law. What would happen to her? What to do with the children?

"No, don't, don't hurt my child!"

Sun slept for a while and suddenly woke up from the nightmare, sweating profusely and with a frightened face. When she saw Aunt Qiao looking at her with concern, she realized that she was dreaming and breathed a sigh of relief.

Aunt Qiao asked: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Sun looked panicked and said in a trembling voice: "I dreamed about Aunt Du. She wanted to hurt Chengxing."

Aunt Qiao hurriedly comforted her and said, "Madam, dreams are always the opposite. What can she do now that the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly? Nothing will happen to the prince for sure."

Mrs. Sun was not comforted, and then she had no intention of sleeping anymore, and sat there unconsciously.

Back in the mansion, Mrs. Sun suppressed the panic in her heart, pretended to be nonchalant, went to the Baoxia Hall, and called the housekeeper to take care of the household affairs.

In the evening, when dusk fell, Ms. Sun left Baoxia Hall and returned to her yard. She crossed the rockery and saw her daughter walking towards her. Her daughter was walking well, but suddenly, for some reason, she fell on the flat ground. I also fell down.

Seeing this, her whole body felt as if the blood in her body had solidified, and she felt chills all over. She thought of the fortune teller's words again, and had to suspect that her daughter's good fall was because there was a ghost nearby, and that dirty thing really wanted to deal with her child.

In extreme panic, Mrs. Sun couldn't bear it for a moment, her vision went dark, and she fainted.

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Changxing Hou Mansion, Wei Ruixuan.

After Qingqiu entered the house, he quickly walked up to his master, bowed, and replied: "Madam, the news from over there is confirmed. Mrs. Sun firmly believes in the fortune teller's words."

Meng Jinyao was not surprised, and sneered: "The more people who do evil things, the more they believe in these things, just like people who burn incense and worship Buddha every day, either they really believe in Buddhism, or they do too many evil things and seek comfort."

Qingqiu agreed with this and asked: "Madam, do you really want to attack the prince and the second girl?"

"will not."

Meng Jinyao shook her head without thinking, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Although the two siblings are not good people, they still bullied me because of the support of their elders, but the crime will not lead to death. Of course. Although I will not take their lives, I will use them to help me achieve my goal."

Qingqiu understood.

Meng Jinyao half-squinted her eyes, with a fierce light flashing in her eyes, and said in a faint tone: "My stepmother is also a mother. I won't sue her. I will go to jail for the crime of unfilial piety and have to be punished. It's not worth the gain, but I still have to let her commit the crime." , made public through her mouth.”

Qingqiu said: "Madam, that day will come soon."

The corners of Meng Jinyao's mouth turned up, her smile was cold, and her next plan began to brew in her mind.

Gu Jingxi came in from the outside, looked up, and saw the little girl's expression was cold, her eyes were filled with anger, she seemed to be thinking about something, but she didn't even notice him coming in.

When Qingqiu saw him, he blessed himself slightly. After receiving his signal, he blessed himself again and then left.

Gu Jingxi sat down next to her, opened her lips and asked, "What are you thinking about, madam?"

Hearing the sound, Meng Jinyao came back to her senses, slowly turned her head, and found that Gu Jingxi had sat next to her at some point. She was slightly stunned, and then replied: "It's nothing, I'm thinking about something about my mother's family. My husband is back, then I'll go Tell the maid to prepare dinner."

Gu Jingxi didn't ask any more questions because she didn't go into details, proving that she didn't need help.