After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

When Mrs. Wang heard Cui'er's words, her anger reached its peak. There was no extra expression on her face, and she was terrifyingly calm.

"Beat him to death!" Mrs. Wang ordered the old woman who was enforcing the family rules in a cold voice, her eyes as vicious as a vulture.

When Cui'er heard this, a smug smile appeared on her lips.

A lady who was brought back from a brothel has no right to decide when she dies, but if anyone dares to hit her, today will be the day this so-called lady dies.

The old woman received the order and came towards Wang Yirong with the family rules in hand, breathing heavily.

Wang Yirong chuckled and glanced at them, then looked at Madam Wang and said, "Madam, I can restore my sister to her original state."

Hearing Wang Yirong's words, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but frowned, "I don't understand what you are talking about. My Shu'er is fine."

Wang Yirong stopped laughing and said seriously, "I'm sure Madam knows what's wrong with my sister. It's been a month since she came back from Longhua Temple, and her condition has not only not improved, but has worsened."

"Madam, you can have someone watch over you now, but what about in the future? There will always be times when you are careless."

Madam Wang looked at her coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips, "What nonsense! You dare to curse my Shu'er? Now you will die!"

After saying that, he ordered the old woman beside him, "Hit him for me!"

For the sake of face, he actually refused to admit it!

Wang Yi glanced at the woman who was about to come over and grab her, and said in a deep voice: "I can restore my sister to her original state. Madam, don't you want to cure your daughter?"

She was betting on the mother-daughter relationship between Mrs. Wang and Wang Jingshu.

Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Yirong coldly, as if she was considering how much she knew and how credible her words were.

Wang Yirong had been pressed to the ground by two old women. Cui'er looked at Wang Yirong with a smug look on her face.

"stop!"

Madam Wang called a halt to the family rules, "Everyone get out, you stay."

Cui Er glanced at Wang Yirong with hatred and said to Madam Wang, "Madam, you must not fall into her trap."

"Get out!" Mrs. Wang roared.

Cui'er was startled and had to shut up, then followed the others out of the hall in shame.

She was right.

Wang Yirong stood up from the ground with a slight smile on her lips and brushed off the dust on her body.

Now they were the only two in the hall. Madam Wang looked at her with a scrutinizing look, "What can you do?"

Wang Yirong said calmly: "Madam, do you know what the knot in my sister's heart is?"

Mrs. Wang frowned and asked, "What is it?"

"It's His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

Madam Wang stared at her without saying anything. Wang Yirong continued, "She has always admired His Royal Highness Prince Jing, but because of the incident at Longhua Temple, she couldn't get over it."

"So, if there is still one person in this world who can cure my sister, it is His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

"What can you do?"

Mrs. Wang finally stopped avoiding the issue and no longer had the domineering attitude she had just shown, but she was still wary of Wang Yirong.

Wang Yirong smiled faintly and said, "Since ancient times, there have been many women who have married twice and are still loved by their husbands and respected by the world. We must let the sister realize this and regain her confidence."

Mrs. Wang retorted, "That's not easy to do."

"Yes, ma'am." Wang Yirong said, "First of all, we need to make Sister have the will to live. Sister hasn't seen King Jing since she came back, right? We can use the condition of 'seeing King Jing' to cheer Sister up."

Looking at Wang Yirong, who spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly and clearly, Mrs. Wang frowned slightly.

"How do you know what King Jing is thinking? If it fails, Shu'er will still be like this!" Mrs. Wang said in a deep voice.

Wang Yirong still smiled and said, "My father is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. His Highness Prince Jing should be willing to make friends with him. If I can please my sister, my father will owe him a huge favor. Why wouldn't His Highness Prince Jing do it?"

Madam Wang rolled the handkerchief in her hand and sneered, "It must be hard for you to pretend for so many years!"

Wang Yirong smiled faintly and said, "Madam, you know that I have been in the brothel for many years, and I have to have a way to survive. Madam didn't like me before, so I can only live to this day by pretending to be clumsy."

Seeing that face that was 90% similar to Li Rongrong, Mrs. Wang felt a little uneasy, "Why did you help Shu'er?"

Wang Yirong smiled gently and replied, "Of course, because we are a family."

The smile is pretty, but it lacks warmth.

"You have already offered your plan. Now that your true nature has been exposed, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Mrs. Wang said tentatively and threateningly.

Wang Yirong smiled politely, "Madam, you know that I come from a humble background, and I also know many humble people. Although their lives are like ants, they are all over the capital, and they spread the news the fastest."

This is threatening her!

Madam Wang clenched her hands, her nails digging into her palms. The pain drove away the anger in her heart, and a sneer rose from the corner of her mouth. "I underestimated you! What do you want?"

Wang Yirong said: "My wealth and glory and my normal life, the second daughter of the Minister of Personnel who is respected by the maids and servants."

Mrs. Wang stared at her straight, as if she could see through her, while Wang Yirong stood still, looking at her without avoiding.

"Okay, I can satisfy you with all these!" After saying that, she paused and said threateningly, "Shu'er is my life. If you dare to hurt her, I will make you die with her!"

Wang Yirong smiled and agreed, "With wealth and glory, what else can I want to do!"

After saying this, Mrs. Wang returned to the original topic, "What's the matter with these handkerchiefs?"

Wang Yirong explained, "Madam, look who is this embroidered?"

Mrs. Wang picked up the handkerchief and examined it carefully.

"It's King Jing!"

"Yes!" Wang Yirong continued, "Give these to sister, so that she can relieve her longing for you. Then tell sister the plan I just mentioned, and give her the will to live. In this way, sister's illness will gradually get better."

"Okay! I'll do as you say. It's getting late today, I'll give it to Shu'er myself tomorrow." He said as he was about to get up.

Prince Su’s men are still in the main courtyard!

Wang Yirong clutched the handkerchief tightly, rolled her eyes, and said calmly, "Alright. I hope Sister can get through this night."

Madam Wang paused and said in a deep voice, "Let's go to Shu'er's yard. You come too."

Wang Yirong nodded respectfully, "Yes, ma'am." The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

After leaving the hall, Madam Wang wanted to go to Wang Jingshu's yard, but Wang Yirong said loudly, "Madam, wait a moment."

"What's the matter?"

Mrs. Wang stopped and her tone was obviously a little impatient.

Cui'er was very surprised by what Wang Yirong had just said to his wife.

However, before she could be surprised for long, she saw Wang Yirong pointing her finger at her.

Wang Yirongrong pointed at Cui Er who was standing beside her and said, "She was disrespectful to me just now, so I hit her. But she wanted to sow discord between me and the Madam, and use the Madam's stick to kill me.

Moreover, she also looked at my embroidery. Please punish her, Madam!"

Mrs. Wang's expression didn't change much at first, but when she heard Cui'er had seen the embroidery, her expression suddenly changed and she ordered the maid beside her, "Kill them with a stick!"

The old woman nodded repeatedly and said "yes".

Cui'er couldn't believe her ears. In just a short cup of tea, the lady actually listened to Wang Yirong's words.

The same goes for the maids and servants in the mansion.

"Madam! Spare my life!"

"Second Miss, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Madam! Second Miss!..."

"what……"

Screams echoed throughout the yard. After dozens of beats, the person became motionless. The old woman brought a long mat and rolled up the body.

Then he ordered the servant, "Bury it anywhere!"