After rebirth, tear the black-hearted husband to pieces and step on the evil mother-in-law

For more than ten years, this crying sound often appeared in the East Courtyard in the middle of the night, exactly the same as the crying sound Zhu Xianrun made when he was a child.

The wife of Marquis Yongning quickly ran down the stairs and looked towards the corner of the dark room.

Following the light of the torch, a child was huddled in the corner. The child had his back to them and judging by his height, he looked to be about six or seven years old.

The pupils of the wife of the Marquis of Yongning suddenly trembled. She stumbled back a step, her back hitting the wall. She asked tentatively, "Is it Xianrun?"

She saw with her own eyes Zhu Xianrun's body swollen by the well water, but there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart. Even if it was Zhu Xianrun's ghost, being able to see Zhu Xianrun's ghost in this life was a thousand times better than seeing it in her dreams every day.

The child's crying became louder, and the wife of Marquis Yongning mistakenly thought that it was Zhu Xianrun who died tragically that year, and she couldn't help feeling resentful.

Madam Yongning felt a sharp pain in her heart, feeling guilty for not taking good care of her only son Zhu Xianrun. She ran forward, stretched out her hand and carefully placed it on the child's shoulder, choking with sobs.

"Hyun-yoon, are you blaming your mother?"

The child slowly turned back.

That wasn't a child at all, but the face of a man in his thirties or forties, which caught the eyes of the wife of Marquis Yongning.

The dwarf slave, who had been fed the medicine and covered in wounds, was also starved by King An for three days. He trembled and said, "I will cry by the well. I will be obedient. I will lead the child to the well and push him into the well. Please give me a bite of food. I will be obedient. I will definitely be obedient..."

The underground dark room was so empty that after the dwarf slave cried and said these words, only intermittent echoes were heard.

The wife of the Marquis of Yongning's face suddenly changed. She grabbed the dwarf slave by the collar and asked, "What did you say?"

She was such a smart person. After listening to what the dwarf slave had just said, seeing his appearance, hearing his crying, and thinking about everything that had happened in the past ten years, what was there that she didn't understand?

It's just that she has hated and suspected the wrong person for so many years, so she finds it hard to accept it for the time being.

She always thought that it was Zhu Jingzhong who killed Zhu Xianrun and plotted to take the title of Marquis of Yongning.

The obvious facts told her that it was not Zhu Jingzhong who killed Zhu Xianrun, but Lan Wanshuang.

She has always known that Lan Wanshuang has a kind face, but is actually a dark and treacherous person. Although she has hated Lan Wanshuang for so many years, she has never doubted Lan Wanshuang at all.

The reason is simple. Lan Wanshuang has been chanting Buddha's name and copying scriptures in recent years. Although she speaks nonsense and tells lies all the time, her status in the Yongning Marquis' Mansion is not as high as Zhou Jiaoling's.

The wife of Marquis Yongning never took Lan Wanshuang seriously.

All the events of the past few years flashed through my mind, as well as the death of the housekeeper Zhou Quan and his wife some time ago, and I even thought of Aunt Meng...

The dwarf slave's voice rang in my ears again, "Don't hit me, I'll go cry, I'll be obedient, give me a bite of food..."

The face of the wife of the Marquis of Yongning was extremely cold. She loosened her hand that was grabbing the collar of the dwarf slave and ordered, "Keep an eye on him."

"Yes!"

The next moment, Chen Yin and others saw the wife of Marquis Yongning running out like crazy, heading straight for the small kitchen in Chunlan Courtyard, picking up a kitchen knife and running into the main house.

Marquis Yongning and his followers were trying to stop a fight when they saw a figure flash past them.

Afterwards, the wife of Marquis Yongning was seen holding a kitchen knife and slashing at the dead body of Lan Wanshuang.

Blood splattered all over the body and face of Lady Yongning. She still hadn't vented all the hatred that had been pent up in her heart for many years. She smashed Lan Wanshuang's ribs and exposed her heart and lungs. She muttered like crazy:

"You black-hearted bitch, I'm going to cut out your heart and lungs to see how black you are..."

Zhu Xianzhi, who was pinned to the ground by Zhu Jingzhong, looked at the wife of the Marquis of Yongning with a pair of slender phoenix eyes, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? If you bully my mother again, don't blame me for killing you."

Seeing this scene, not only Zhu Jingzhong was shocked, even Marquis Yongning was so frightened that he couldn't recover for a long time.

It was not until the wife of the Yongning Marquis was about to dig out Lan Wanshuang's heart that the Yongning Marquis stepped forward, grabbed the wife's wrist, and scolded her: "What are you crazy about?"

The wife of the Marquis of Yongning raised her head fiercely, her expression extremely cold, and she said angrily: "Lan Wanshuang secretly dug a secret room in the small Buddhist hall and raised a dwarf slave. The death of Xianrun was caused by Lan Wanshuang who ordered the dwarf slave to do so.

Over the years, there have been constant cries of boys in the East Courtyard. It was Lan Wanshuang who deliberately ordered the dwarf slaves to cry by the well. This black-hearted bitch not only killed my son, but also wanted to make me fall into the well. She wanted to kill me..."

She hates...

She didn't know the truth earlier and killed Lan Wanshuang with her own hands.

She hates...

Her son had been dead for more than ten years, and now that Lan Wanshuang was dead, she had no chance of revenge.

Hearing this, Yongning Hou turned to look at Zhu Jingzhong. Zhu Jingzhong was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there a dark room underground in the small Buddhist hall?"

Marquis Yongning let go of his wife's wrist, and he and Zhu Jingzhong ran out of the main hall and went to the small Buddhist hall.

Zhu Xianzhi fell to the ground. It was obvious that all the evil things his mother Lan Wanshuang had done over the years had been made public, and he knew it all.

Seeing this, Madam Yongning tightened her grip on the kitchen knife, slowly stood up, walked to Zhu Xianzhi, and asked in a cold voice:

"You know that there is a secret room underground in the small Buddhist temple, and you also know about the dwarf slave. Is your eldest brother's death related to you?"

Zhu Xianzhi knew that the elder brother that the wife of Marquis Yongning was talking about was Zhu Xianrun.

He waved his hands in panic and said, "No... I don't know anything. I was only three years old at the time. How could I possibly do that to my eldest brother?"

Seeing the wife of Marquis Yongning raising a kitchen knife and chopping down at his face, Zhu Xianzhi's pupils suddenly shrank.