Chapter 124 Your daughter is a witch

Zhao Wanyue came to the door with Su Xiaoxiao in her arms, and saw Wang Chunming's coffin parked right at the main entrance of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Old Madam Wang was supported by two maids, standing aside with resentment in her eyes.

Zhao Wanyue looked solemn, and met Old Madam Wang's eyes with a stern look: "Old Madam Wang, you are going too far!"

Old Madam Wang glanced at Wang Chunming's coffin, tears streaming down her face: "Going too far? Your daughter killed my granddaughter, and the government said that there was insufficient evidence, and you wanted to escape. Who is going too far!"

Zhao Wanyue pondered for a moment and said: "Old Madam Wang, my daughter was almost killed by your grandson. "I have cleared my name and thought that death is the greatest thing. I have not argued with you. Your grandson's death, after all, is his own fault. I advise you to take the coffin away as soon as possible so that he can rest in peace as soon as possible. I hope he can be a good person in the next life. Aren't you afraid that he will not be at peace even after death if you torture him like this?"

Old Lady Wang felt that Zhao Wanyue was cursing her grandson with every word she said. She held her grandson in her palm and raised him, and he should not die in such an unclear way.

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao, the instigator, Old Madam Wang's eyes turned bloodshot: "Don't think I don't know. The tiger that bit Chunming to death listened to the words of the monster in your hand, and tortured him like this. If you send your two daughters out today, wear mourning for Chunming, kowtow every three steps and kneel every nine steps, and send Chunming back, then we'll forget about this matter. Otherwise, even if I report it to the Golden Palace, I will seek justice for Chunming."

Zhao Wanyue was so angry that she laughed: "Old Madam Wang, your grandson did such a shameless thing, and you don't repent for him, but you still come to embarrass my daughters. It's simply too much. Come on, clear away all the garbage blocking the way in front of the door."

Zhao Wanyue gave an order, and the servants of the Zhenguo Mansion took sticks and lined up like a human wall, ready to drive away all the people of the Wang family.

Mrs. Wang, who had been silent all the time, sat down on the ground, crying and shouting: "Chunming, you died tragically. You lost your life because you were bewitched by Miss Su. We just wanted her to burn incense for you and send you off, but they didn't even let go of an old woman like your grandmother."

Hearing her daughter-in-law shouting like this, Mrs. Wang also fell to the ground: "The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion is simply too much. They used witchcraft to harm my grandson, and now they want to kill everyone. It's unjust!"

As they shouted like this, the neighbors came out to watch the excitement.

People who didn't know what was going on only saw the servants of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion holding weapons and bullying two unarmed old women.

They started to discuss: "This time, the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion is really taking advantage of their power to bully others. Their son died, so what's wrong with burning incense?"

"What do you know? The Wang family wants the

daughter of the Su family to wear mourning for the deceased. How can she, an unmarried girl, wear mourning for a man?" "That's true, but the Wang family lost their only bloodline after all. It's not too much to ask the daughter of the Su family to be the wife of the deceased in name."

People always think that the dead are the most important, as if Wang Chunming's death can forgive all his evil deeds and write off everything.

The servants of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion still maintained a defensive posture, but they dared not step forward. This person's words are scary, and the other party is a bereaved family. They can't afford to offend him.

Seeing that she had the upper hand, Madam Wang became even more arrogant: "Madam Zhao, your daughter and my son went up the mountain together. Who knows whether it was your daughter who seduced my son or whether the two of them secretly made an appointment in advance.

No one knows what happened on the mountain, but since my daughter Chunming likes your daughter, I will not make it difficult for her. Let her send Chunming off and let this matter go."

Zhao Wanyue spat: "You are dreaming. Do you really think that my Zhenguogong Mansion is made of paper? Come on, beat them away with sticks!" The servants

received the order and no longer cared about anything. They directly confiscated the belongings and drove them away.

The Wang family did not come empty-handed either. The servants and followers they brought also swarmed up, and the two groups fought fiercely outside the Zhenguogong Mansion.

Su Xiaoxiao likes the excitement the most. She glances around and helps quietly when she sees someone in her family is at a disadvantage.

Lian Xuan said, "Madam, fighting like this is a relief, but the other party is in a high position and has great power. If things get out of hand, won't it be difficult to end?"

Zhao Wanyue raised her eyebrows and said, "I can tolerate other things, but I can't tolerate bullying my daughter. I'll beat her first!"

Zhao Wanyue is not a reckless person, but her daughter is her weak point. Although she said so, she was already thinking of a countermeasure in her mind.

Su Xiaoxiao saw that they were fighting fiercely and suddenly had an idea. She looked up at the sky and muttered to herself.

Zhao Wanyue only heard her say: "Eunuch Lei, the Wang family is stubborn and stubborn, please help split this coffin!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sky suddenly became dark and a thunderbolt struck Wang Chunming's coffin, which was instantly ignited. The old lady Wang next to her was struck by thunder and her hair was messy, her face was black, and her ears kept buzzing.

Seeing the coffin on fire, she panicked and shouted: "Hurry up and put out the fire, put out the fire!"

There was only one hand left of Wang Chunming in it!

The servants of the Wang family heard the shouts of the old lady Wang and rushed to put out the fire.

Strangely, an evil wind came from nowhere, blowing the fire on the coffin bigger and bigger. The servants did not dare to approach and watched the coffin turn into ashes.

Su Xiaoxiao leaned on Zhao Wanyue's shoulder and thought cheerfully: [Humph, you are still running around with a coffin, and now there is really no body left of your precious grandson. ]

Zhao Wanyue's heart was pounding. Did Xiaoxiao just ask the Thunder God for help? This is too amazing. The pet is a golden dragon, and when she opened her mouth, she asked for either the Dragon King or the Thunder God. How many things about her daughter did she not know?

However, Xiaoxiao would kill people and destroy their hearts. She left a hand for the Wang family to recognize her. Now, the only thought was burned.

Old Lady Wang looked at the ashes all over the ground and cried bitterly. Why was her grandson so miserable that he couldn't even save his only severed hand.

Mrs. Wang was saying something in front of her, but her ears were filled with the roar of thunder. She could not hear anything. She was deaf.

Mrs. Wang asked her mother-in-law for help but to no avail. She then vented to Zhao Wanyue: "Your daughter is a witch. She drove the tiger to kill my son and used magic to kill his followers. This thunder is the evidence. It was your daughter who brought the thunder and burned my son's coffin. Everyone come and see. The daughter of the Su family is a monster. I saw it with my own eyes in the mirror. It was Su Xiaoxiao who let the spotted tiger eat my son!"

Mrs. Wang became more and more excited as she spoke, and she looked like a madman.