The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

Father killing?

This word alone made Jiang Mingyue feel dizzy. When did she ever do such a thing? How could she forget such a thing? !

But dizzy and dizzy, with turbulent waves in his heart, Jiang Mingyue was still calm on the surface, and no emotions were revealed.

The old lady was so sad that she cried for half an hour. Of course, while crying, the old lady also scolded Jiang Mingyue for half an hour. The old man and Jiang Mingyue persuaded the old lady together, but they did not persuade the old lady well.

"Isn't it all right?" In the end, the old man was anxious and stamped his feet: "Looking back, Mingyue'er is married, can she kill Xilou as well?"

The old lady's cries, this is not enough, right?

"Quickly," the old man urged Jiang Mingyue to say, "Assure you that you will live with Xilou."

Old lady: "Do you know what happened to her and Xilou?"

The old man said: "Everything is going on at home, don't I know?"

He is just inconspicuous, but he is not deaf. Come home and stand outside the hall for a while. Doesn't he know everything?

"I, I'll get you a kerchief," the handkerchiefs used to wipe tears from his wife fell to the ground, and the old man was busy getting a new one for the old lady.

"You come back," the old lady shouted, at this time, what handkerchief do you still have? Your granddaughter went to murder again. Don't worry, do you remember the handkerchief?

Jiang Mingyue took a breath at this moment, and took the old lady's hand. Miss Jiang Er and the old lady said seriously: "Milk, I will live a good life, I, I am not a murderous addicted demon."

Shengsheng had been scolded by her own milk for half an hour. Although the old lady scolded and said intermittently and incompletely, Jiang Mingyue probably summed it up.

Ten years ago, at her mother Yun’s funeral, Zhao Qingrong, who was just five years old, rushed to her mother’s mourning hall to spit. Three-year-old Jiang Xian took off his pants and peeed at Zhao Qingrong. Zhao Qingrong was humiliated by the two children, crying and then lost her breath.

Jiang Jinqiu protects Zhao Qingrong, picking up Jiangyu who is taking the lead to teach a lesson. Before the old lady could speak, six-year-old Jiang Mingyue moved her hand first. Miss Jiang Er took a dagger and took the dagger to her Lao Tzu without saying a word. Pierced her belly.

Seeing his daughter rushing his own knife, General Jiang who was on the battlefield was dumbfounded. Out of instinct, Jiang Ruqiu leaned his body and hid his stomach, but Jiang Mingyue was just like he had practiced, and his backhand was another dagger. , Rowed to her Lao Tzu slipped Jiang Yu's hand.

Jiang Ruqiu's hand, the entire skin of the back of his hand that day, was scratched by Jiang Mingyue's dagger, and almost the entire skin was divided into two halves, and blood shed all over the ground.

That's it. Jiang Mingyue didn't even think about stopping, and snatched Jiangyu back from Jiang Ruqiu's hand. This dagger was still waving, and this time he pierced her Lao Tzu's thigh.

The old man rushed forward, hugged the second grandson who had killed the red eye, and slapped the dagger in Jiang Mingyue's hand with another slap, and then Jiang Mingyue was restrained.

Jiang Ruqiu, who had been bleeding all over the place, hadn't spoken yet, Jiang Mingyue rolled her eyes first, and she fainted without saying anything.

Jiang Ruqiu was beaten out of the mourning hall by the old lady that day, and Zhao Qingrong was never allowed to enter the gate of Anyuan Hou Mansion again.

Jiang Mingyue had a high fever for three days. After waking up, everything was normal, but Jiang Mingyue didn't remember the first thing she killed her father with a dagger in Yun's mourning hall. Since then, the old man and the old lady have never mentioned this matter. As for Jiangyu and Jiangxian, Jiangyu has not even mentioned his mother Yun, let alone expect him to talk about the mourning hall that day, and Jiang Xian, a kid who can only take off his pants and pee, what can he remember?

Jiang Mingyue touched the dagger in her sleeve. It turned out that she had used this when she was six years old. After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Mingyue still couldn't remember it.

"What's in your sleeve?" the old lady asked at this time.

Jiang Mingyue put the hand touching the cuff down and said, "Nothing."

Nothing? The old lady didn't believe it. She leaned over through the coffee table. The old lady touched Jiang Mingyue's cuff, and then she took out a dagger. Looking at the dagger she shot on the coffee table, the old lady almost didn't faint, it was another dagger, it was another dagger!

"It's useless," Jiang Mingyue said lightly: "So I brought it back again. Later," Miss Jiang Er raised her hand to touch the dagger and said, "I shouldn't use it anymore."

Zhao Lingxiao is not dead, it is hard to say whether this dagger will be useful, but at this moment she has to relax the hearts of her father and her milk. Jiang Mingyue also smiled at the old lady, her smile was charming and bright, the old lady was a little afraid to speak because of Jiang Mingyue. Is this crazy? If the murder was unsuccessful, this girl could still laugh? Is this mad?

"Milk, just assume this hasn't happened," Jiang Mingyue said: "Zhao Lingxiao will not suspect me for the time being. Even if he suspects, he has no evidence."

People from Tushan Palace intercepted her and A Sui halfway, but that was the case, Jiang Mingyue was not worried, Zhao Lingxiao picked her out. Didn't catch her Jiang Mingyue on the spot in the Tushan Palace, and if Zhao Lingxiao talked about Po Datian, she would reply to him.

"You said that if there is no evidence, there is no evidence?" The old lady said anxiously: "You can count this matter if you sit at home and say it?"

Jiang Mingyue: "Lord Fu and Mr. Zhao also went there last night. The Tushan Palace was very messy last night. Don't worry, I have nothing wrong with it."

Yes, you didn't go wrong, you just failed to slaughter Ren Tushan Wang Shizi.

The old lady had a headache and was upset, so she couldn't wait to beat Jiang Mingyue desperately.

"It's okay," Jiang Mingyue shook the old lady's hand, and whispered, "Look, no officers and soldiers have come to the door until now."

"Are you still thinking about the officers and soldiers coming?" The old lady took a deep breath. Otherwise, she couldn't breathe. Are you tall at that time? After you married into the Yue State Government, did you toss like this?"

I just didn't watch it for a while, this girl could kill the prince's son in the palace! Is this fatal?

"You," the old lady said to Jiang Mingyue, "How can Xilou bear with you like this..."

"Xilou went to Tushan Palace yesterday," the old man reminded the old lady at this moment. Don't think, my wife, that your granddaughter's marriage was a burden to Zhao Xilou. Is Zhao Xilou a little trouble-free?

The old lady was half talking, and her father choked back.

"I'm going back to the room first," Jiang Mingyue shook the old lady's hand and shook it a few times, and whispered, "Nothing happened. Don't worry about me. I won't let anything happen at home. ."

old lady:"……"

Do I still have to thank you for listening to your second lady's words? Thank you for guaranteeing that there will be no accident at home?