A cold light hit, Jiang pushed A Yin away again and grabbed Mrs. Jiang's wrist.
In Mrs. Jiang's hand, she held a sharp and slender hairpin, the tip of which was daubed with blood-sealing poison.
"Bitch, bitch! It was you who hurt my son!" Mrs. Jiang was controlled by others, looked crazy, and struggled hard.
However, Jiang You's hands were so slender that they looked like they could break if they were broken. Even with great strength, even a frantic mother could not move them at all.
"Did I really harm her?" Jiang You looked pitifully and slowly told the truth, "Didn't you harm her?"
"If you hadn't wanted to kill me and humiliate me to death in such a vicious way, how could she have died so miserably?"
"You, the Jiang family, have such high self-esteem that you are not even satisfied with the marriage granted by His Majesty. You follow the rules and deceive the public, and deceive the heroes. Later, you covet the power of the palace and want to get rid of me so that you can replace me."
"How can there be such a good thing in the world, everything is as you wish?"
Throwing the person to the ground, Jiang was condescending again, with a look of disdain: "Now the consequences are just that you seek kindness and get kindness, and you bring the blame on yourself."
Mrs. Jiang couldn't say anything to refute, so she lay on the ground and stared at her daughter's body. She was so sad that she later became numb.
When everyone heard this secret, their emotions were complicated and difficult to express for a moment.
"Princess..." Ah Yin didn't expect that someone could be so evil-hearted, not only doing such ridiculous things, but not caring about human life, and even being so vicious.
Although the evil force backfired and it was ultimately his own fault, he was still extremely angry when he thought of how they planned to deal with the princess.
The abbot's expression was complicated. Mrs. Jiang was still reciting scriptures in the Zen room today, thinking that she was the most pure and kind person...
Seeing Miss Jiang, who paid the price with her life for her arbitrary actions and playing tricks on the powerful, and pushed her daughter into the fire pit with her own hands, Mrs. Jiang was in a state of despair. He let out a long sigh, closed his eyes and said the Buddha's name.
The law of heaven is clear and retribution will not be satisfactory.
The two young masters who were watching the theater were still wondering why the young lady of the Jiang family who had already divorced was still at home. Now that they knew the inside story, they felt that the Jiang family was ridiculously stupid.
"The Jiang family is so brave, they dare to bully you." The young man in white had a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were as cold as frost.
The man in black had sharp eyes: "Your Majesty... Young Master, the Jiang family is treasonous and disrespectful of heaven's orders. They should be executed immediately."
Huangfu's concise gaze rested on Jiang You. Her clothes were dirty and torn, and her fair face had small scars cut by sharp weed blades. Blood seeped on her face, and the red and white blended together, giving her a sadistic beauty.
"Then kill him." A group of clowns dared to disobey his will.
Huangfu Jianming has been the emperor for two years. He has taken life and death, and his imperial spirit has been established.
"This substitute princess has a clear past investigation." Huangfu Jianming's eyes ignited with interest.
Where did the Jiang family find the substitute? She looks like the real princess. She is not very old, but possesses qualities such as calmness, prudentness, and dignity. She stands there with a calm and carefree posture, silently attracting the attention of the surrounding people.
The princess is fake, does Yan Zhantian know?
"Yes." Gu Liangyun, the emperor's personal guard, accepted the order.
The two talked in low voices, thinking no one heard them, but Jiang heard them clearly again.
Looking at the aristocratic young man with gold trim and a dragon-shaped jade pendant hanging on his waist, he turns out to be Huangfu Jianming.
You are not afraid of being recognized at all, and you have not taken the disguise seriously. Who would dare to wear dragon-shaped ornaments except the emperor?
Why did he appear in the temple? Was it a private visit incognito, or was there another conspiracy?
Was the "killer" who abducted her sent by him? Why did he abandon her behind the abandoned temple and disappear?
No clues, no clue.
[Melancholy Butterfly]: Ah, the vicious female supporting character has become a loser so quickly?
[Fried Salted Fish]: There was melancholy hidden in his deep eyes, and he puffed out smoke rings: "Woman, I was very worried during the time when you disappeared."