Chapter 16

Clean and innocent? Really?

When the servants heard that there was a reward, their eyes all lit up and they tilted their dark faces to recall the story carefully.

Mrs. Song's eyes were burning with a hint of pride. Even though she was usually strict, these people were, after all, the dogs raised by her Song Mansion. They knew how to call the mistress to make her happy.

Jiang Zhaoying will still die in a very ugly way!

After waiting for a while, I saw the servant kowtowing.

"It seems that the candle fell over and ignited the pile of paper money on the table. Your servant... Your servant did not see anyone setting the fire."

While I was trying to put out the fire in a hurry, I clearly heard someone shouting that the candles had fallen onto the table, causing the fire in the ancestral hall.

Besides.

When they were desperately pouring water into the ancestral hall, they could vaguely see that there seemed to be several people lying behind the banner, all of whom they knew.

They don't know whether they are alive or dead.

But they know that the lives of servants are worthless and their life and death are in the hands of their masters.

As soon as the prince's wife entered the room, she scolded the lady several times. She was very domineering.

Subconsciously.

They all think that one shouldn't talk nonsense.

Patriarch Song felt a sharp pain in his forehead and looked at Jiang Zhaoying with a frown.

Her clothes were indeed stained with medicine. It seemed that she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall without even having time to change her clothes.

If she set fire to the ancestral hall, he felt that Jiang Zhaoying would not dare to do so!

Deep in my heart.

He even believed Jiang Zhaoying's words more.

With Mrs. Song's flamboyant personality, wouldn't it be easy for her to pin the blame on one or two people?

Mrs. Song was so angry at the attitude of the servants and the head of the Song clan that she gritted her teeth and refuted loudly with a frown.

"These things happened after you came in. Although there is no evidence to prove that you set the fire, once the rumors spread, it will not do you any good. Jiang Zhaoying, if I were you, I would take the initiative to pay for a bigger and more magnificent ancestral hall, so that everyone can see your filial piety."

The ancestral hall must be renovated immediately and the spirit tablet must be returned to its place quickly, otherwise she will lose all face in the Song family.

These words made Jiang Zhaoying's red lips break into a bloody sneer.

Seeing her disobedient appearance, Song Chengyu felt even more painful with anger. He hid the irritation in his eyes, walked to Jiang Zhaoying's side, and spoke in a gentle manner.

"Ying'er, mother said this for your own good. You should be more sensible."

“Bang!”

Jiang Zhaoying raised her hand and slapped Song Chengyu in the face, staring at Song Chengyu's face which had suddenly turned ugly.

"Is the Song family so poor that they can't even make ends meet, or do you all have no dignity left? If you let a new daughter-in-law like me pay for rebuilding the ancestral hall, I'm afraid no good family will want to become your in-laws anymore, right?"

The Song clan members felt as if they had swallowed a fly, angry and frustrated.

"Jiang Zhaoying."

Mrs. Song was choked by her blunt words and her face was burning. The Song clan leader also felt hot on his face, which was even more uncomfortable than Song Chengyu who was slapped in the face.

His son and daughter are just at the age to get married.

"Song Chengyu."

Jiang Zhaoying turned to face Song Chengyu. Since he had come to her door, she would naturally deal with him first.

"I just want to ask you one question, why did you marry me and then attempt to fake your death and take Shen Yuefu away? Why?"

These words made the entire Jiang family alert.

Even Shen Liuguang’s eyes flashed with a sharpness.

Xu Zhiyan and Wei Jiuzhao walked behind Jiang Zhaoying, and Shen Liuguang also took two steps forward.

They all looked at Song Chengyu coldly.

This man was born with a good appearance and his eyes and brows were as gentle as the spring breeze, which was completely different from their usual coldness.

Therefore.

When Song Chengyu's sinister expression disappeared and was replaced by gentleness, people had the illusion that they had misunderstood him before.

He walked up to Jiang Zhaoying, lowered his eyes, and spoke softly with a hint of grievance.

"Where did Shen Yuefu come from? Ying'er, did you misunderstand something?"

Shen Yuefu had already followed him into the mansion and was hidden by him, and she had never met Shen Yuefu. Even if she used the fact that he was no longer a virgin, he could say that he had broken it in the building when he was drinking with his friends.

If he refuses to admit it, what can these people do to him?

"Although she is my cousin, I seldom interact with her. Ying'er, there was only one time when I did something to let you down after getting drunk with my best friend. It was really only once."

"Ying'er, even if you figure out that my heart blood can save the emperor, even if you dig out my heart, I don't mind. I just ask you not to misunderstand me, okay?"

Fortunately, his mother acted quickly. If she had acted a little later, all his blood would have been drained away.

Song Chengyu never wanted to experience the fear of knowing he was going to die but being unable to do anything about it again.

When he gets everything from Jiang Zhaoying, he will strangle her throat slowly like squeezing an ant to death, suffocating her little by little, making her life worse than death, and letting her taste the feeling of knowing she is going to die but being unable to do anything.

"Then why did you fake your death?"

When he approached, Jiang Zhaoying took a small step back and clenched her long fingers as she lowered her eyes.

today.

She was going to make public the truth about Song Chengyu's fake death.

"I didn't fake my death. The imperial physician said that I might have had a sudden illness and stopped breathing for a while, which is why everyone thought I was dead."

"Yeah?"

Wei Jiuzhao lowered his eyes and sneered.

"Perhaps I can solve this mystery."

The members of the Song family frowned suddenly, and a bad feeling suddenly arose in their hearts. They all turned to look at the tall Wei Jiuzhao, but saw him raise his hand, and then saw several figures rushing in with a person.

"Yuefu?"

When Song Chengyu saw clearly who was being brought in, he subconsciously rushed over and hugged her in his arms.

When Shen Yuefu saw him, she struggled desperately and threw herself into Song Chengyu's arms crying.

"Brother Chengyu, save me. These people want to kill me. They want to kill me."

"Jiang Zhaoying, what are you going to do?"

When Mrs. Song saw Shen Yuefu being tied up and bullied, she rushed forward angrily to question her. Xu Zhiyan immediately stepped forward to block her, looked at Mrs. Song with cold eyes, and forced her raised hand down.

"Is this the cousin you wanted to take with you on your romantic adventure by faking your own death?"

"I didn't fake my death."

Song Chengyu raised his handsome face, his eyes full of helplessness.

Shen Yuefu was crying, but she did not forget to look up at Jiang Zhaoying, her eyes full of provocation.

This look.

Seeing this, Jiang Jianzheng shook his sleeves and snorted heavily.

Song Chengyu's face froze, then he helped Shen Yuefu up and took a step back.

"Cousin, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't be afraid."

After saying that, Song Chengyu hurriedly winked at Shen Yuefu. Shen Yuefu understood, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she bowed to Song Chengyu hesitantly.

"I'm sorry, cousin, I was rude."

After saying that, she turned and gave Jiang Zhaoying a tearful and aggrieved smile.

"Cousin, my cousin and I grew up together and have a very close relationship. My cousin has always loved me very much."

Jiang Zhaoying listened and nodded.

"He really loves you, otherwise he wouldn't have taken you away on the day of your wedding and left the mess of the Song Mansion to me."

"That's not the case." Shen Yuefu hurriedly shook her head. "Cousin, I'm a girl from the boudoir, and my family background is clean. Please don't say that, or I won't be able to explain myself even if I jump into the well."

"Innocent?"

Jiang Zhaoying slowly turned around and walked in front of Shen Yuefu with a hint of oppression, and glanced at the place where her uterus was.

Shen Yuefu followed her gaze and looked at her arm, then her face turned pale.