Chapter 3
Killed another
Jiang Zhaoying had been prepared for this move and dodged it lightly. She stared coldly at Mrs. Song who almost fell down, with a sarcasm that only the two of them could hear.
"Look, you can't hit me."
This sudden remark frightened Mrs. Song. Her eyes widened and she looked at Jiang Zhaoying fiercely. In a panic, she started crying and cursing hysterically again.
"What kind of fate is this for me? I married a daughter-in-law who killed her husband right after she entered the house, and she even dared to disrespect me, her mother-in-law. This is bullying our mansion because we have no one. She killed one person today, and maybe she will kill me tomorrow, Mingji, Qinghuan, I don't believe it... I don't believe that you, the dignified supervisor of the Jiang Mansion, can't calculate that you can kill people. You picked out orphans and widows like us and deliberately came to harm us."
Mrs. Song's face was covered with tears and she was staggering, but she was so proud that she almost jumped up. This Jiang was the one they had carefully selected.
Song Chengyu's death was pinned on Jiang Zhaoying. She would never be able to turn things around in her life, and she had no place to appeal for justice. She could only accept her fate and die in the Song Mansion, with a body full of sins and guilt, and carefully try to please everyone in the Song Mansion.
She looked over the dowry list carefully. The Jiang family was really generous and prepared such a rich gift for her. They were so excited that they couldn't sleep that night.
"Mrs. Song, don't you know better than anyone whether it was me who killed Song Chengyu?"
"you……"
Mrs. Song panicked and looked at Jiang Zhaoying in shock. Why were things different from what she had planned?
Logically speaking.
With such a big incident, Jiang Zhaoying, a spoiled girl in the boudoir, would definitely be frightened out of her wits and would allow them to beat and scold her and torture her to her heart's content.
"If not you, who else could it be? Cheng Yu was usually in good health. What everyone saw was that it was you who killed Cheng Yu."
Knowing that he was going to fake his death, Song Chengyu invited friends to drink and chat, go out for fun a month in advance, and show his healthy and elegant side to the fullest.
now.
All the noble men and ladies in the capital can testify for him!
Jiang Zhaoying listened to her nonsense, looking at Mrs. Song with sarcasm in her eyes as if she were a fool, but her heart was still hanging in the air, feeling very nervous. Shu Yun hadn't come back yet, and she didn't know whether she had gone out smoothly or whether the letter had been delivered to the eldest brother.
Will Second Brother believe her? Will my father do it?
"Is Prince Song really dead?"
Someone boldly asked this, then squeezed out of the crowd and ran to the wedding bed to take a look, then suddenly stepped back, ran back in a hurry with a pale face, shouting and shaking hands.
"Dead, dead, really dead!"
"She must have been the one who killed him. Prince Song is in good health. I even drank with him a few days ago."
"Logically, the Jiang family should know Miss Jiang's fate, and as you can see, the dowry is much more generous than other people's daughters. It's obvious that they are guilty and are using the Song family as a scapegoat for a trial marriage, right?"
"If she died one day later, she would never admit that she was unlucky. Alas, Madam Song, why keep her alive? Just let her be buried with Cheng Yu. If she leaves the Song Mansion, and she is so rich, those fearless people will come out and marry her. Wouldn't that kill another one?"
"Maybe she's not a human at all, but a demon that seduces people. Look at her eyes, they're as seductive as a fox spirit. Madam Song, if I were you, I'd have someone beat her to death right away, and then take them to the Jiang residence to seek justice."
…
As soon as these words came out.
There was an inexplicable evil aura flowing through the yard, shocking all the guests so much that they took a step back, especially the relatives of the Song family, who looked at Jiang Zhaoying with murderous eyes.
Mrs. Song looked at these people's reactions with satisfaction, crying sadly, and shaking her head at the ladies close to her.
"You don't know that Cheng Yu likes her. If she knew that I wanted her dead, she would definitely blame us."
After Mrs. Song's hint, everyone looked at Jiang Zhaoying with even colder eyes, as if she was a vixen who seduced people and sucked their essence.
This shameless face made Jiang Zhaoying so angry that she gritted her teeth. No wonder... No wonder she was deceived in her previous life, and the people around her became accomplices in her death.
Of course, Mrs. Song didn't want her to die, otherwise how could she snatch her dowry, how could she support Song Chengyu and Shen Yuefu outside, and how could she fill the loopholes in the Hou Mansion?
Seeing Jiang Zhaoying standing steadily and not afraid at all, Mrs. Song gritted her teeth, turned around and pounced on Song Chengyu on the bed, grabbing his hand and screaming miserably.
"Marry a virtuous woman. Look at the person you married. If you knew you would die if you married her, I would never agree to this marriage."
While crying, she kept observing Jiang Zhaoying out of the corner of her eye, feeling anxious.
Why hasn't this bitch come over to admit her mistake? She has to force Jiang Zhaoying to promise in front of the Song clan leader and all the nobles in the capital that she will remain a widow in the Marquis' Mansion, serve her for the rest of her life, and guard the Marquis' Mansion for the rest of her life.
"Mother."
Song Qinghuan still had a childish look on her face, but there was already hostility in her eyes. She hugged Mrs. Song tightly and cried.
"I no longer have a brother to protect me. Who will be filial to my mother, who will take care of us, and who will protect our Song Mansion?"
As soon as Song Mingji heard it, he knew what they were planning and glared at Jiang Zhaoying with red eyes.
"You killed my eldest brother and turned the Song family's wedding into a funeral. Even so, mother couldn't bear to take your life. Shouldn't you say something?"
If you are a sensible person.
He should kneel down in front of his mother immediately and promise that he would protect the mansion wholeheartedly, raise them and ensure a bright future for them.
Jiang Zhaoying listened, seemed to think for a moment, and nodded.
Madam Song, Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan were delighted. As long as she said it in person, everything would be fine!
"I should have said something."
Jiang Zhaoying turned around slowly and looked coldly at the guests who were watching the fun in front of her.
"I, Jiang Zhaoying, am definitely not destined to bring bad luck to my husband. I have only been in the Song Residence for two hours, and they have already blamed me for Song Chengyu's death. I don't want such an in-law family, so... I should just divorce!"
"You still dare to divorce? How dare you say that? Jiang Zhaoying, you've brought bad luck to people right after you got married. I want to see who in this world dares to marry you!!"
When Mrs. Song heard that she wanted a divorce, she was so excited that her whole body was shaking. Then she pointed at a pillar and shouted angrily.
"You have to let go if you kill someone. There is no such thing in the world. If you dare to leave, I will die here!"
Jiang Zhaoying turned her head to look at the pillar behind her and moved aside.
"If you insist on doing this, I dare not stop you, Madam Song, please."
Mrs. Song suddenly had a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat. She didn't know whether to spit it out or not. With so many people staring at her, she was in a dilemma. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and rushed towards the pillar softly.
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