What the hell! Liu Chunhua winked at the second concubine.
The second concubine was about to stop Jiang Wei, but she slipped into Liu Chunhua's room like a slippery loach.
When Liu Chunhua and Jiang Yan followed in, Jiang Wei was already drooling over her Qilin fertility bed, "Grandma, this bed is really beautiful. Is it a relic left to you by your great-grandmother? I wonder if you will have nightmares every night when you sleep on the bed she slept on?"
The bed Liu Chunhua sleeps on is not an ordinary wooden bed but an "eight-step bed," which is a hand-me-down from her great-grandmother's ancestors.
This bed consists of two parts: a step gallery and a bed body.
Liu Chunhua's dressing table, wardrobe, lamp and chamber pot in a hidden place are placed in the corridor.
The bed is supported by six pillars, with a top frame carved with a unicorn delivering a child. The three sides of the bed are decorated with hollow carvings, and the bed door is hung with brocade curtains. There are several secret compartments under the bed. If I'm not mistaken, all of Liu Chunhua's precious belongings are inside.
It's better to say it's an exquisite small bedroom than a bed. For a lazy person like Jiang Wei, she can lie on this bed forever.
"If you want to know so much, why don't you try sleeping on it and you'll know." Liu Chunhua was speechless. Thinking of the dead mother-in-law who had appeared in her dreams, she felt a chill on the back of her neck. Could it be that this bed was really the cause of the problem?
"Thank you, grandma, I love you!" Jiang Wei didn't even take off her shoes. She jumped on the bed and started to flip around, muttering to herself as she turned, "Great-grandma, I'm your great-great-granddaughter. Come quickly, come quickly, come into my dream."
"Sister, you have made grandma's bed dirty, get up quickly!" Jiang Yan's face turned green when she saw her stinky feet stuck to the bed. This bed was her dowry.
"Then come and lie down, sister. We'll lie on the bed together so that the family can be together." Jiang Wei took the opportunity to throw Jiang Yan and Liu Chunhua on the bed.
With drooling eyes, he laughed sinisterly, "Haha, Chunhua, I died miserably. The porridge you cooked for me was poisonous~"
As he said that, he pinched Liu Chunhua's neck.
"Cough cough cough!" The more Liu Chunhua struggled, the more Jiang Wei pinched her.
"Go to hell!" Jiang Yan grabbed the vase on the bedside and threw it at Jiang Wei.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wei suddenly tilted her head, and the vase fell directly on Liu Chunhua's head.
The old face, which was only skin and had no flesh, began to bleed profusely in an instant.
"Murder! My sister has killed someone. My sister killed my grandmother because of the dowry."
"Shut up!" Liu Chunhua, who was still breathing, hung her head in pain, "I'm not dead yet, why are you howling?"
"Not dead? That's too bad. I told you that you are immortal. Grandmother, you are the only person in the world who can live and listen to my mourning."
"Bastard!" Liu Chunhua was not killed by the stone, but was almost pissed off to death by Jiang Wei.
"Oh, grandma, please don't be angry." Jiang Wei didn't care how ugly her face was, and went up to her to be close to her, "Look, sister broke your favorite vase."
Liu Chunhua stared at the vase on the ground that had been crushed by five horses with a painful look on her face.
Jiang Yan was so angry that she almost died, and Jiang Wei was the first to complain.
She also wanted to complain, "Grandma, I didn't mean it. Jiang Wei just went crazy and pinched you, and I was afraid she would hurt you, so I hit her with the vase."
Going crazy was just a cover; her real purpose was to disfigure Jiang Wei and make Gu Ting hate her.
"Am I crazy?" Jiang Wei started to howl again, "Grandma, I am so sorry for you. I will die on this bed right now, and my great-grandmother and I will accompany you."
"Stop crying, you just want a dowry, I'll give it to you. I'm really scared of you, a debt collector!"
Liu Chunhua didn't want two ghosts to accompany her, so she quickly picked out the worst and least valuable silver hairpin from one of the secret compartments and handed it to her, "This is the hairpin my mother gave me when I was a girl. I'm giving it to you."
"Wow, grandma really understands me." Jiang Wei's eyes were full of stars.
Liu Chunhua, "Ahem, if you like it, then go ahead."
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