The little queen is soft and sweet

Wen Zhang didn't know the inside story. As soon as he heard Cha Yin's words, his expression tightened and he quickly ordered Mr. Wen to handle the matter.

When Aunt Wen heard this, she quickly grabbed her son.

Mr. Wen followed the gaze of his biological mother and aunt and glanced sideways at Mrs. Pan, and did not want to leave at this time.

Chayin watched this scene quietly, with glazed eyes and a cold smile.

Just when she thought that the father and son of this snake-rat nest would have a big quarrel, a deep voice came from outside the door at the right time.

"Dad and third brother, please stay at home and take care of the housework. I'll just take care of this little thing."

Upon hearing this cold and indifferent voice, Chayin was stunned for a moment. It wasn't until he turned around and saw a person in a wheelchair appearing at the door that he realized in hindsight that this was the Wen who had never shown up. The second master, Pan’s legitimate son.

He broke his leg when he was eighteen years old. Since then, he has lost his official career and prospects. He has lived in seclusion for these years and was only responsible for helping Wen Zhang write some official documents.

It is said that the Second Master Wen is the best-student in the Wen family. He has been smart since he was a child. He passed the provincial examination and became a scholar when he was thirteen or fourteen years old. It's a pity...

The appearance of Mr. Wen made everyone in the room quiet.

Chayin looked at Mr. Wen's back hidden in the night, gloomy and indifferent, cold and cold.

When Mrs. Pan heard Mr. Wen's voice, she immediately turned around as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

She looked at Wen's mocking eyes, raised her head and met Wen Zhang's cold gaze, and knelt down in panic for two steps.
"Master! I have been confused by some stupid things these days, which have caused you trouble. I am afraid. You, please find a Taoist priest to dispel the evil. I don't want to cause you any trouble... "

"Master, this bitch still said so proudly in front of so many guests that she used her concubine to murder the first wife's legitimate son! Doesn't this mean that you will have a stupid reputation in front of your colleagues!"

Mr. Wen stayed, and Aunt Wen looked at Mr. Wen's unwillingness to take any more care and glanced at Mrs. Pan sarcastically.

Pan finally woke up at this time, and realized that she was afraid.

As she spoke, Mrs. Pan held the handkerchief and shed tears as she looked weak. Coupled with her ghostly pale face and shaky figure, she was really pitiful and pitiful.

More than just a reputation as a fool?

However, Mrs. Wen sneered and said sarcastically, "Madam, there are so many people in our house, why does this pestering thing only come to you?"

Yue Shi also stared at Pan Shi and said angrily, "That's right, eldest madam, even if you are haunted by ghosts, what you said is really too much. What does it mean that my son deserves to pay for your son's life! What does it mean that my son does not deserve it? Participate in the imperial examination! We, Lao Wu Han Chuang, have studied hard for so many years and will be able to take part in the Spring Examination soon, but by you, by you..."

Yue Shi cried bitterly. Maybe it was just a fake cry at first, but as soon as the tears fell, she became a full-blown cry.
Huang was leaning next to Wen Zhang seductively, and at this moment, she also had a mocking look on her face and added insult to injury.

However, Mr. Wen only showed his face, turned around in his wheelchair and left without even looking at Mrs. Pan.

The appearance of Mr. Wen briefly interrupted the tense atmosphere in the room, but it did not change anything.

Just doting on the concubine and destroying the wife is enough for the imperial censor to participate in the performance and lose his official position, let alone if the concubine murders the mistress' legitimate son.

Chayin listened to Huang finally mention this most important sentence and looked at Wen Zhang calmly.

Sure enough, Wen Zhang's face suddenly turned ugly. If Huang didn't mention this, he wouldn't have noticed it. Pan wanted to quibble, but Wen Zhang stepped forward and kicked him to the ground.

"Damn you bitch! Why are you so vicious! You can do this kind of thing! Are you going to kill our entire Wen family! If this is spread, the Wen family will be finished! Damn this thing! Bastard! It's dirty! Heart-eyed bitch!"

Wenzhang roared angrily and cursed constantly.

His furious look frightened all the female relatives present.

Mr. Wen was equally angry and irritable, "This bitch! He did such a dirty thing and he said it out loud! If someone exposes this to the censor or the official department, we will be finished! Not only will we be dismissed and investigated!" Our Wen family may be kicked out of Beijing, and our descendants will not be able to enter the officialdom for generations!”

When Wen Zhang heard this, he became even more angry. He stepped forward again and kicked Pan down hard, who had just staggered up.

Until now, the concubines present had more or less restrained their gloating and showed some bad looks.

Mrs. Pan finally realized that she was afraid. She was kicked by Wen Zhang until she vomited blood. She didn't even care. She hurriedly crawled back, grabbing Wen's palm and complaining about her grievances.
"Master! I don't! I have never done that. You must believe me!"

"It's all, I don't know who has ulterior motives and controlled the words I said! Otherwise, how could I be stupid enough to say it myself!"

"You must be aware! Yes, yes! There are people who are jealous of our family and want to harm our family!"

Chayin looked at Pan, who was still making nonsense at this time, with disgust in his eyes.

She saw that Wen Zhang's eyes were a little loose again and his eyebrows were knitted tightly. She knew that this grandfather had always been difficult to carry.

But this time, before Cha Yin could say anything, Aunt Wen saw this and spoke first,

"Madam, please don't say these useless things. But how did you say those words? Anyway, outsiders will think it was you who did it."

After saying that, she immediately turned to look at Wen Zhang, "Master, in my opinion, it is best to report the eldest lady as crazy and lock her up in the aunt's temple. This way, even if someone asks about it in the future, the eldest lady will be too sad. If you are crazy, how can you believe what a madman says?"

When Wen Zhang heard Aunt Wen's words, he immediately nodded.

When Mrs. Pan saw this, she cried hoarsely, "No! Sir! My concubine is your married wife! If you just throw me into the temple and into the village like this, you will definitely be laughed at!" "

"What kind of wife is she?" Wen sneered, tilted Pan sarcastically, and interrupted her directly.

"The master's wife is my cousin's maternal grandmother, and you are just a concubine to support her."

"My master has been supporting you for so many years and has been very kind to you. Now here we are, and you still cause such a big trouble! How can you be worthy of my kindness to you?"

"Madam, you can't be so shameless. The master has been so kind to you, but you want to drag the whole family to accompany you to death? Since you are the one who caused this, then I can get some compensation for you by aggrieving me now. For the sake of peace for the whole family, tell me, should you take the initiative to invite me to the Guzi Temple?"

Listening to Aunt Wen's sinister tone, Mrs. Pan stared at her with her scarlet eyes like ghosts, and cursed viciously,
"Bitch! Don't think that I don't know what your plans are! Don't you just want to send me away so that you can take over on your own?"

"Bah! Stop your wishful thinking! You are just a maidservant. It was only the grace of the mistress that she made you a concubine and exempted you from slavery. Otherwise, you are just a servile servant. The slave in my room has the same identity!"

"You still want to be the mistress of the Wen family! That would really make our Wen family laugh to death!" (End of Chapter)