"Auntie." Hua Qingqing almost rushed up.

The Jing family has no daughter. Mrs. Jing has always loved this niece. She is usually very arrogant and gives whatever she wants.

Hua Qingqing rushed up and held Mrs. Jing's arm, as if she had found a big backer.

"Auntie, you want to make the decision for Qingqing!"

Hua Qingqing subconsciously believed that Mrs. Jing must not know the matter between Jing Yuchuan and Kong Peiru. After all, with the family background of the Marquis' Mansion, how could it be allowed Jing Yuchuan to marry a small vendor who was not a good deal?

Mrs. Jing quietly avoided her hand: "Oh, what's the point?"

It is not necessarily true to hear the ears, but she wants to see with her own eyes how she has watched the little girl she grew up with since she was a child and plans to open her eyes to tell lies.

"She poisoned us, which ruined Rongrong and Wanwan's face. And me, look, Qingqing's face almost ruined!"

Hua Qingqing was crying and pointed at Kong Peiru angrily, feeling very wronged.

Kong Peiru blinked innocently, feeling Jing Yuchuan pinch her hand gently. She glanced at Jing Yuchuan without any explanation.

Mrs. Jing smiled coldly and looked at Hua Qingqing's face carefully: "Rongrong and Wanwan were disfigured. You were so poisonous that you were so light, so how many red dots did you get?"

Hua Qingqing froze and defended: "Maybe I'm lucky..."

Mrs. Jing smiled coldly: "Well, Miss Kong... She said you poisoned me. Tell me honestly, did you do this?"

Kong Peiru shook his head: "No, I dare to swear to the sky that poison was not my fault. I have no idea about this. If there is a word of panic, the sky will be struck by lightning."

Mrs. Jing smiled and said, "Qingqing, you have heard it too. Instead of arguing here, it is better to follow the meaning of Yuchuan--"

"Feng the mansion and open the church!"

Mrs. Jing's eyes were vain and shrill: "If you don't investigate this matter today, no one can leave!"

Everyone's hearts were terrified. It was indeed extraordinary to be a woman who could be a loyal and brave Marquis.

No matter how much Mrs. Hua said that they are all her sisters, how can Washington gain a foothold in the capital after today? This is too cruel.

Hua Qingqing was completely panicked and grabbed Mrs. Jing's hand tightly: "Auntie, please think twice. Today is Qingqing's day and the day of hairpin. There are guests outside. How can Qingqing look up and be a human being after doing this?"

Mrs. Jing sneered: "Well, didn't you ask your aunt to take charge of you just now?"

"Catch out the thief and clear the door. Who dares to say that you are not right in Washington, why can't you look up as a human being?"

"This..." Hua Qingqing and Mrs. Hua choked at the same time.

"Or, is there something else in this matter?" Mrs. Jing sneered, and Shi Shi walked to the top and sat down.

"I know that this is an important day, but I still have to take action today. I don't take my marquis's mansion seriously at all. Such people must not tolerate them!"

The more panicked the Hua Qingqing and her daughter were, the more leisurely Mrs. Jing was, she wanted to slowly polish her and defeat their defense line bit by bit.

"Yuchuan, according to the law of our dynasty, how should we sentence us to the sentence?"

"Returning to your mother, poisoning is equivalent to murder. At worst, life will be worthy of life, and at least life will be imprisoned."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Qingqing's head buzzed, her fingertips became cold, her breathing was stagnant, and she couldn't help but tremble in fear.

"Cousin, cousin, this matter is not urgent. It's better to wait until the ceremony is over and then handle it..."

Hua Qingqing's face was pale and bloodless, making the red spots on her face look bright and eye-catching.

"I'm anxious, why don't you?" A joking voice came from outside the door.

Everyone turned around and saw Rong Ziyu, who was dressed in red, walking in.

Everyone was surprised, why did this master come?

Although this person is both black and white and likes to join in the fun, he doesn't come to any occasion. He is usually not invited by a family like Washington. What kind of wind blows him now?

Hua Qingqing turned her head and saw Rong Ziyu coming against the light.

This man is handsome, but he looks like he is a lover of trouble. He is thin and white, as clean as spring water and peach blossoms.
Chapter completed!