Cui Xun frowned. Mrs. Wen had just left, and he really had no intention of getting too involved with her and not looking at her.
"I have no right to ask about the person because my father took him away. You should stop this!"
After saying that, he ignored it.
The relationship with Wen is no secret. The reason why she was allowed was just because Mrs. Wen came to the door to beg for her.
After hearing his words, Wen was silent. She knew what the old man had. She would send Cui Yuanshu away in person, and she was already thinking that she would not let her come back.
A faint look flashed in her eyes, and she said tremblingly: "Yes, I understand..."
Amid the cries of people coming and going, she seemed less abrupt.
At night, Cui Jiuzhen took advantage of the opportunity to rest and went to see Madam Hong's body.
"It was indeed hanged myself." Xie Pi said from the side, covering her coat outside with a cloak.
Cui Jiuzhen wrapped up and withdrew her gaze, saying, "As soon as my grandmother went, the nanny who was serving her closely, followed her. I suspect that someone was manipulating her behind the scenes."
Xie Pi raised his eyebrows, "Wen's?"
"There is blood in the gap between my grandmother's fingers, which matches the scratches on her hands."
Although I asked others that Mrs. Wen was also in the house when she died, it did not mean that there was no trick.
She was actually not sure if there was a problem. After all, most people really dare not think about something like killing their mother, and they would never have thought about it. But when it comes to Wen, it is not so absolute?
After a while, Yuyan came over and carried a lot of things, "Miss, this is all left by Madam Hong. I have searched all the servants, only that."
Cui Jiuzhen glanced at him and reached out to snatch it up for a few times. She was either a sewing bag or a few hairpins, and a pair of unfinished shoes.
It looks like it was made for the old lady.
She withdrew her hand and ordered: "Put it away, and take it back to see it."
The jade smoke should go down.
Mrs. Wen had to stop her spirit for seven days. As a grandson, Cui Jiuzhen did not have to keep her spirits all the time like Wen Qing and others, but she also kept her spirits for a few days.
I was already uncomfortable, and I caught a cold, so I became really sick on the day I was buried.
In the dream, I saw Mrs. Wen sitting on the head of her bed.
When she woke up from sweating, she felt a little looser after taking a few cups of warm water.
She wanted to obey Xiaogong, so she did not go back to the other courtyard, but stayed in the mansion. After Xie Pi sent her back, she stayed with her for a few days before going back alone.
"Miss, how are you?" Ruyun poured a glass of warm water in a thin shirt.
There was a burning ground dragon in the room, but it didn't feel cold. Cui Jiuzhen shook her head and stopped drinking water.
"If you want two more lamps, the room will be a little dark." She was a little scared and felt scared.
Like a cloud, I went there and lit up quickly, and the surroundings became bright.
After looking at the sky, it was still early before dawn, she simply sat on the bed and "bring Madam Hong's things over."
She has read it for more than ten times in the past few days, but still has no gains.
Even Madam Hong's family has checked that one has a broken-legged grandson and a Zhou Zheng's granddaughter-in-law. There is nothing special about these two people.
They are all ordinary people with little courage.
"Miss, it's still early, and you're not getting better yet. Let's take a rest!" Ruyun advised from the side.
Cui Jiuzhen shook her head, threw down those things, and said, "Change my clothes!"
Ruyun was surprised, "So early, are you going out?"
"Of course I went to the room to pay my respects! My grandmother passed away, I guess my aunt was extremely sad." She naturally wanted to accompany her more.
Ruyun heard this and shut her mouth.
He wore a plain dress and wore a martened cloak outside, which made the cold wind.
Such a world will soon snow fall.
In the main room, Cui Jiuzhen went in without letting someone pass on the news. She saw that Wen was awake and was burning the copied Buddhist scriptures.
It seemed like I hadn't been sleeping all night, my hair was a little scattered.
The scratches on the back of her hand had already fallen into scabs. She pulled the corner of her mouth and stepped forward, "Auntie is so filial. Is this burned for her grandmother?"
Wen was not surprised by her arrival, or she had become accustomed to it these days.
She is a person who can toss and refuses to stop when she is sick.
"No, this is burned for your mother." She raised her eyes and said with a lip.
Cui Jiuzhen's face darkened, "What's the point of doing these aunts? Or do you think that if you do these things, those who die will forgive you?"
"What are you forgiven? What do I have to forgive?"
She doesn't need their forgiveness at all!
"If you do evil, you will die. Auntie, Madam Hong's things are not very good for you."
Wen's lips were flattened, she looked up at her, and smiled, "When did Zhen'er learn to be slut, this is not good, I can't learn it!"
She had eyes empty.
Cui Jiuzhen was not embarrassed at all. She picked up the unburned scriptures, and the vermilion handwriting made her look uncomfortable.
Throwing it into the brazier suddenly increased the fire.
"Auntie, be careful, I will keep staring at you." She approached a little, "I know everything you want to do, and I know what you have done!"
Wen sneered in his heart, "Oh? What did I do to make Zhen'er stare at me like this?"
"Don't your aunt know? If you don't know, you don't want to do it unless you do it yourself, your father's decoction is not that easy to give!"
Wen's smile was fixed on her face, and she looked straight at her, her lips tightly pursed.
"Auntie, be careful, don't be caught by me, otherwise, I am not my father, and I will really let you go!" Cui Jiuzhen stood up, waved her sleeves, and left briskly.
There is no evidence to find, it is good to cheat her.
If she can do anything, it is better for her to follow the clues!
The brazier was suddenly overturned after she left, and the unburned paper floated out, and the room was covered with black and gray.
Fu'er came in and saw the movement, was slightly shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Madam, what happened? But Miss..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen's neck was grabbed by Wen, "Say, are you betraying me? Are you?"
Fu'er was shocked and struggled constantly.
"Husband, madam...no..."
"You dare to betray me, those who betray me will die, go to die!"
"lady……"
When Fu'er's eyes turned pale, she was about to die of breath. Madam Zhou came in and twisted Wen away.
"What are you doing?" She held Wen, "Madam, be more aware, don't be fooled by yourself."
Only then did Wen regain some consciousness. She looked at Madam Zhou and after a long time, she looked at Fu'er, who was unconscious again.
He closed his eyes and said calmly: "Look at if you die. If you die, just roll it out!"
Madam Zhou sighed and tried it over and fortunately she was still breathing, so she had to drag the person down first.
Seeing this, Wen did not react much. She looked inside the messy house and clenched her palms.
Suddenly, he brushed the scriptures and ink on the kang and threw them hard to the ground.
He looked somewhere coldly, "I, Wen Huixian, don't need anyone's forgiveness! What's wrong is that you are, this is your retribution!"
She just took back what she had and avenged them.
What's wrong?
?           ? I went to bed after the update this morning, and then I was woken up by the sound of an electric drill next door in less than four hours. I was so angry at that time! If I hadn't been able to fight next door, I would have taken the knife over. I was so stupid and had a headache!
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Chapter completed!