After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 4 Gossip!

When she heard Zhang Jiang yelling those inexplicable words at her with a grim face, it was impossible to say that she was not surprised, but before she had any doubts, the guy passed out.

His little brother knew who she was, Zhang Jiang did this every year, and they didn't want to trouble her, so they ran away with Zhang Jiang.

Zhang Jiang's brain won't be broken by her, right?
On the way back, Ye Zhaoling thought anxiously.

But, didn't she just kick the guy's jaw?
I've only heard that love can transfer, but I've never seen a disease that can transfer from a person's chin to his brain...

She unconsciously looked at the halfway up Mount Qingcheng.

There is a stability in my heart.

Qingcheng Mountain has been advocating becoming a fairy and attaining the Tao since ancient times.

Therefore, there are many myths and stories that have been handed down. Although Jianguo is not allowed to become a master, there are still many people who go up the mountain to run into evil every year.

Zhang Jiang should also be a member of the evil army.

She has a lover, a family, and a benefactor who is as close as a teacher, so she has nothing to be afraid of.

They come, the security.

The path made many turns and turns like forked branches, pushing aside the dense bushes, Ye Zhaoling picked a ripe wild fruit and put it in her mouth, smacking her lips, she picked some more and put them in the pocket of her coat.

Then prepare to go home along the path on the left of the fork in front of you.

There are many houses scattered on both sides of the avenue on the right, and six o'clock is too early.

I heard them talking about a fixed topic from a distance.

She stopped.

A said: "...harmful! What's the use of being rich and powerful! You're not a dumb little guy who can't understand anything!"

"How many years have you been married to a man? Ten years! Ten years! I can't even hold back an egg! Tsk tsk! If I were the Zhang family, I would never let this kind of woman in! I can't have children! This kind of woman What is the woman asking for! The incense is broken for nothing!"

B said: "By the way, the eldest lady of the Ye family, Ye Zhaoling, isn't she possessed by a ghost! Be careful talking about her! Don't let this monster hear it, otherwise, report your family to the nanny, you The rest of the family will be in bad luck!"

A: "Cut! What did I say! I didn't say anything! Why did she harm me! I said she is rich and powerful, dumb, and a hen that can't lay eggs? Then I said that a certain A gold and silver nest will be burned tomorrow!"

"Then tell me, is it possible that the gold and silver dens were set on fire? Really, why do you have to be seated according to the number! I'm an honest person! I'm just an ordinary person who doesn't understand anything!"

C: "Oh, what a mouth! No wonder the Ye family doesn't accept your daughters! They are all broken mouths with long tongues! The gold and silver nests need to be healthy, not physically disabled. .He should look down on your dolls!"

A: "Hey! That's because they don't have eyes! They can't see the filial piety of my dolls!"

As she spoke, she finished half a bowl of rice in two mouthfuls.

Then he cheered up: "Look at the man married by the dumb! He is famous for his good looks, and he is doing some dirty things behind his back!"

B was surprised and said: "I heard something new about this, Auntie, what do you say?"

A: "Damn! The coffin shop that has been open for seven or eight years on Qingqing Road! The boss whose family name is Tang is much handsomer than the dumb man! Speaking of which, my restless daughters have been falling in love with each other recently. Run to that coffin shop! What is this called!"

B laughed while covering his mouth.

A: "But, let me catch the opportunity to see the dumb man and the boss surnamed Tang..."

B leaned closer and listened to it, then puffed out his eyes for fear that others would not hear his voice and shouted: "Really?! Tsk tsk! These two people! Doing those things in broad daylight? It's really disgusting!"

Ye Zhaoling blinked, and was about to rush out, but stopped in the next second, because she knew that it was useless to rush out by herself.

She can't speak now...

She lowered her head, ready to leave.

At this time, a female voice came slowly but firmly.

"Did you really see it?"

"Maliciously spreading rumors, slandering and slandering others is an illegal act. If you are held accountable, you will be asked to make an apology. In serious cases, you may be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of less than three years, criminal detention, and surveillance."

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Ye Zhaoling turned his head suddenly, and was surprised to see the woman's slender back.

She has long hair like a cloud, and the tail of her hair hanging at her waist is tied with a black string, and there are two strings of white jade flowers, one large and one small.

Who is this?
Ye Zhaoling returned home full of thoughts, and the eight bearers sent from Qingcheng Mountain had already picked her up with a red sedan chair.

The leading bearer brought half of the fish belly and handed it to her.

A warm current surged through Ye Zhaoling's heart, which washed away a lot of the coldness of the morning.

The Taoist priest misses them every year, and the fish he catches will always be shared with them.

It's a pity that the husband and wife don't like fish.

When she turned her head, she saw Zhang Yu standing in the yard.

She ran over, Zhang Yu put his hand around her waist, and took the fishing gear and wooden barrel in her hand with one hand, a unique fragrance rushed into her nostrils, and she suddenly felt that the chaotic thoughts in her head calmed down.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhang Yu lowered his head and asked with a smile, with tenderness and love in his eyes as always.

Ye Zhaoling shook her head, how could she speculate on such a sincere person because of other people's gossip?

She smiled and picked up the fish belly in her hand.

Zhang Yu glanced at the half of the fish belly, and then his eyes fell on her face again: "This fish has a strong fishy smell. Be good, put it in the bucket."

Ye Zhaoling blinked, and the fish belly slipped into the wooden barrel in Zhang Yu's hand.

"Ye'er, your health is not good, you can't eat the fish in Qingcheng River."

Ye Zhaoling shrugged. Neither she nor Zhang Yu likes to eat fish. Zhang Yu usually does the cooking.

She doesn't have to eat either.

Why do you want to describe this fish as something bad?Anyway, it's the Taoist priest's wish!

As if seeing what was going on in her heart, Zhang Yu leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

"Let's eat something more nutritious."

"The soup I made has been stewed."

"But it's not time yet. Don't drink."

Hearing this, Ye Zhaoling became happy and jumped up to go to the kitchen to have a look.

Suddenly, she thought of something again, so she turned her head to look at Zhang Yu, but saw that he was looking down at the barrel with strange eyes, she blinked, and met his gaze when she looked again.

Still gentle and warm, nothing out of the ordinary.

"what happened?"

Ye Zhaoling shook his head, walked through the living room and walked into the kitchen.

So delicious!
The taste of chicken stew with mushrooms!

Ye Zhaoling shrugged his nose, his eyes lit up, and suddenly felt his stomach singing an empty city plan, and he put Zhang Yu's words behind him, and directly filled a bowl.

It's okay to drink a bowl secretly!

Zhang Yu will definitely not blame her!

Walking out of the kitchen with the bowl, a big hand pinched her arm, causing her wrist to tilt, and the bowl hit the ground.

"Stab" and shattered to the ground.

When the hot juice was about to splash on her trouser legs——

Zhang Yu held her shoulder with one hand and pulled her aside: "It's not hot, is it?"

She raised her head and glanced at Zhang Yu in a daze.

Then he shook his head and looked down at the broken bowl on the ground.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu's eyes on the fish in the bucket came back to his mind.

Cold, disgusting.

She raised her head in a daze, but she met a pair of tender eyes like spring water, and he warmly warned: "It's better not to drink chicken soup on an empty stomach in the morning."

"I know you're starving. Breakfast's on the table in the dining room. Go ahead and eat."

As he said that, he had already bent down to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

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