In the eleventh year of Ling State, early winter.

Zhang Qing looked at the snowflakes falling in the sky, feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

When he thought of the woman in the villa, the inexplicable emotion in his eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by a fierceness.

"Xiao Fuzi, how is that woman now?"

As soon as Zhang Qing finished speaking, Xiao Fuzi, who had been waiting nearby, immediately came over and stood beside Zhang Qing.

"Master, there's still no special movement from Concubine Wang, but I heard from the people on guard that Concubine Wang paid for several barrels of tung oil, saying that it was too cold in winter."

After Xiao Fuzi finished his report, he secretly glanced at his young master out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He didn't understand why these two people hurt each other like this.

Aunt Wang has been restless ever since she entered the Zhang family's backyard.

At first, everyone thought she did this to attract the young master's attention, but who knew that after doing it many times, everyone realized that she really didn't want to stay in the young master's backyard.

She kept making trouble, but her young master never bothered with her and always tolerated her because she was really pitiful.

Her young master's tolerance finally melted her heart a little, and her attitude towards her young master also improved a little.

After only two years of peaceful life, Aunt Wang finally became pregnant. She thought that she would become more honored because of her child.

Who would have thought that this child was so unlucky and died early.

As soon as the child died, Aunt Wang went completely crazy. She insisted that it was Aunt Pan who killed her child and asked the young master to seek justice for the child.

As a result, the young master's attitude was very strange. He neither said he would seek justice for the child, nor did he say he would not seek justice for the child.

After all this, Aunt Wang went completely crazy and started a killing spree in the young master's backyard.

Even her own young master was hated by Aunt Wang, who tried every possible means to put her young master to death.

To the extent that now the young master has to keep Concubine Wang under surveillance, for fear that she will try to murder someone again.

Xiao Fuzi didn't know what her young master was thinking. Aunt Wang wanted to kill him. According to other families' concubines, such a concubine should have been executed long ago.

Only my own young master's attitude towards Aunt Wang is very different from other families' attitude towards concubines.

It is really puzzling that Aunt Wang is still allowed to live well in the backyard. Xiao Fuzi really doesn't understand.

"Let's go, the day is almost here, let's go see her."

Thinking of the poison that woman had given him, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Zhang Qing's eyes.

He didn't know how he and that woman Wang Jingru ended up in such a mess.

The two people who were once open-hearted and loving have now become enemies who wish each other dead.

Perhaps, there are too many misunderstandings and too much helplessness, which have led to the current situation.

When Zhang Qing arrived at Wang Jingru's yard, he happened to see the guards guarding the door coming out.

When the guards saw Zhang Qing, they immediately bowed their heads in greeting.

"Master, you are here."

Zhang Qing looked at the courtyard gate and saw that the ground inside was covered with white snow, like a world covered in silver. It was obvious that no one cleaned it on weekdays.

Zhang Qing said nothing and walked into the courtyard.

Xiao Fuzi did not follow in this time, because every time her young master came to see Aunt Wang, no one was allowed to follow in. After so many times, Xiao Fuzi would wait outside the courtyard without her young master's instructions.

As soon as Zhang Qing entered the yard, he walked straight into the inner room.

"You're here."

Wang Jingru was originally sitting quietly by the window, looking at the snow outside. When she heard footsteps, she knew who was coming without turning around.

Zhang Qing looked at the woman by the window, his eyes as calm as water, without a trace of sadness or joy. He found a chair and sat down, silent.

"You want to come and see if I'm dead, haha..."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm still alive and well. You're not dead yet, so I won't die."

Wang Jingru turned her head and looked at the man sitting in the chair. The hatred in her eyes seemed to be able to cut him into pieces.

His tone was no longer as calm as when Zhang Qing came in just now, and was replaced by anger like a volcanic eruption.

"Give me the antidote and I'll let you go."

When Zhang Qing heard her words, there was no change on his facial expression, even the tone of his voice was indifferent.

"Ha ha……"

"Zhang Qing, my child died in your backyard. As the child's father, you didn't seek justice for the child. As the child's mother, I want revenge for my child."

"Antidote? No, I've told you countless times that there's no antidote. Haven't you already seen a doctor? There's no antidote for this poison."

"Since my child cannot survive, then the child born by your beloved woman must be buried with my child."

When Wang Jingru said this, she looked at Zhang Qing with a crazy look on her face, and successfully saw the spider-web-like cracks on his face.

"Hahaha……"

This time, Wang Jingru became even more crazy. She was like a mad woman, holding her stomach and laughing so hard that she was shaking.

The smug look on her pale and thin face was like a poppy in full bloom, no longer as gentle and charming as before.

"I've already told you that Yun'er's death has nothing to do with Zhenzhen. Why don't you believe it? Why do you want to hurt an innocent child?"

A crack finally appeared on Zhang Qing's expression. He looked at Wang Jingru like a madman, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze people.

If he hadn't cared about the antidote in her hand, he would have wanted to tear this cruel and bold woman into pieces immediately.

"It's okay? Haha, you're the only one who believes that. Why did my Yun'er develop an allergic reaction and a persistent fever after being hugged by your Zhenzhen?"

"Your Zhenzhen clearly had her own child at that time. Why didn't she hold her own child and chose to hold my Yun'er?"

"Don't tell me that your Zhenzhen was framed by someone else. At that time, there were only two women in your backyard, me and your Zhenzhen. Who would be so foolish as to frame a concubine in the backyard?"

"I originally thought that since I can't leave your backyard, I will stay with my Yun'er for the rest of my life and no longer ask for your love."

"I won't feel sorry for myself anymore, and I don't want to linger on the two years you gave me."

"Who knew that the Zhenzhen you brought back would actually cost my Yun'er's life."

"Zhang Qing, you are truly a heartless man. In order to protect your Zhenzhen, you even disregarded the life of your own child."

As Wang Jingru spoke, she laughed wildly again.

These men, the women in their backyards are like flowers in their gardens, and they have countless children. Even if one or two die, they don’t care at all.

All they care about is the one they like. For example, he cares a lot about the child born by Zhenzhen, doesn't he?