My Lord, your wife is spreading rumors about you again.

Chapter 5: Slept outside the house
Shan Cha turned around suddenly, her pupils red as she asked angrily, "Second Miss! She is also your biological sister! Her life was so miserable, why didn't you let her rest in peace? Why didn't you even leave a tombstone for her?"

"Burial? In a tomb?"

Mingli raised his head slightly, his voice hoarse and deep: "Let me ask you, if we act carelessly in the future, and someone notices the difference between my sister and me, and then follows the clues to find the burial place, digs up the grave and finds two identical faces, what should we do?"

Shancha was startled: "I"

"Let me ask you again, can you rest in peace after being buried in the ground? Can you rest in peace after having a tombstone?"

Ming Li smiled coldly. She raised her hand and pointed at the direction of the Ming family. Hatred surged in her heart: "Open your eyes and see. Ming Zhongyuan is still living happily and the Ming family is still thriving!"

There were bloodshot eyes, and every word she said was full of tears: "Erecting a hundred tombstones is not as good as killing Ming Zhongyuan. The enemy has not been killed, the blood debt has not been paid, even if you bury her with golden nanmu, my sister's spirit in heaven will never rest in peace!"

"boom--"

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the burned beams in the hall collapsed. Shancha lowered her head, and tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead.

"Walk."

Mingli grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her away.

Murder and arson.

She and her daughter are two extremes, one is gentle and kind, the other is cruel and indifferent, and ignores life. Shancha doesn't know what else in the world she dares not do.

South of Kyoto, Zhenbei Marquis Mansion

The Zhang family of Zhenbei Hou is the maternal family of the queen, and the old Marquis Zhang Wei was the companion of the late emperor and a powerful general in the court. He rode his horse across the territory since he was young and fought for the country for more than 30 years, making countless military exploits. The Zhang family has deep roots and great achievements, and the emperor is shocked by their great achievements.

"Boy, are you lying here dead again?"

Old Marquis Zhang was wearing a sandalwood gown, leaning on a tiger-head cane, with gray hair on his temples and his hair combed neatly. He looked past his son and looked behind him: "Where is Wen Rong's little granddaughter?"

Lord Zhang once worked with Grand Tutor Wen Rong, and the two were close friends regardless of age. When he was young, he also courted Mingli's mother Wen Wan.

"Back to Ming's house."

Zhang Zhi sat cross-legged on the round table in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, holding his chin with one hand, and said absentmindedly: "Dad, why didn't she remember it?"

"What! Back to Ming's house?!"

Old Marquis Zhang immediately raised his stick with a frown on his face and went to hit Zhang Zhi.

"I think you are a birthday star who eats arsenic because you think your life is too long! What did I tell you? Bring Mingli back to me! Bring him back! You are just a bastard who only grows taller but doesn't have any brains!"

Zhang Zhi quickly dodged and jumped off the stone table: "Dad! She wants to go back, but I'm not."

"She wants to return the ball! Ming Boyuan is just a rotten grape, full of bad intentions!" Old Marquis Zhang's head was burning with anger. He put one hand on his waist and swung his crutch with the other hand to hit Zhang Zhi's head.

"Zhang Qihui! You are the biggest coward in the world! Are you afraid of the Jingdu Prefecture or the Ming family? You can't even defeat that group of black-hearted bastards who ate coal? And you just watched them take her away?!"

Zhang Zhi: “.”

He wanted to take her away, but she didn't even remember who he was.

"The Yong'an Earl's Mansion was wiped out by thieves. If they knew there were any survivors left, they would definitely kill them. The Ming family is full of heartless people. It's good enough that they didn't add insult to injury. How could they protect her?"

Old Marquis Zhang was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. "Well, I will personally dispatch the imperial guards to go out of the camp and pick up the people from the Ming family!"

"father!"

Zhang Zhi stopped Old Marquis Zhang and said word by word: "She killed the entire Zhou family."

The old marquis was stunned and didn't react: "He killed him?" He rolled his eyes, pulled his son closer, and asked in a low voice: "You mean, the second prince?"

Zhang Zhi was upset. He turned his head away and said, "I mean, Mingli killed him."

Old Marquis Zhang's pupils gradually dilated, and he sat down with the help of crutches, "Son, Dad heard rumors that this girl has a very docile personality. What did the Zhou family do to force her to kill someone?"

Zhang Zhi sat down next to the old marquis.

"She wasn't supposed to be a woman from a wealthy family. She had endured to the limit and touched her bottom line, so she exploded naturally."

Zhang Zhi suddenly remembered Mingli's devil-like expression, and suddenly smiled, "Dad, it's better for her to be the way she is now. She doesn't endure, doesn't give in, takes revenge when there is a grudge, and kills when she doesn't like it." The old marquis supported himself with his crutches with both hands, a trace of worry emerging between his brows.

"You don't understand. It's easy to change a country, but hard to change one's nature. A person's character will only change after experiencing great changes. Go check and see if someone in the Ming family has an accident. I remember that she has a pair of younger siblings in the Ming Mansion."

It was past noon. Mingli and Shancha waited outside the door for half an hour. The doorman went in to report and then came back to close the door, saying that it was the old lady's order not to allow the unlucky star to enter the house.

The door of the house must also be closed to prevent someone from bringing bad luck in.

Shancha thought that according to Mingli's temper, he would at least burn down the Ming family. However, she went to a nearby shop and bought two chairs, placed them one in front of the other, then lay down on them with her arms folded, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Just like that, fell asleep?

Just as Shancha was doubtful, Mingli's voice came faintly, and she asked: "Shancha, have they always treated my sister like this?"

"Yes."

Shan Cha looked indignant, "They have always looked down on the girl. Even the reason she married Zhou Shu was because the third wife got into trouble and happened to be in the hands of the Zhou family. For the sake of her son, the old lady wanted to marry her off to settle the matter. The girl is the eldest daughter of the late Madam Wen, but her family withheld her dowry and married her off in a hurry, causing the girl to be looked down upon by the Zhou family after marriage."

That year, my sister sent her a letter before she got married, but unfortunately, she followed her master into the mountains to collect herbs that month. By the time she saw the letter, the wedding had already passed two months.

But what her sister said in the letter was that she and Zhou Shu loved each other, had a grand wedding, had a beautiful bride, and lived in harmony. Mingli put his hands behind his head and a sneer crossed his lips.

She changed her mind.

The Zhou family died too easily. The Ming family did not deserve to die so happily.

Mingli sat up suddenly, lifted the hem of her skirt, tore off a piece of plain cloth, then took out a charcoal pencil and bent down to write.

After a moment, Mingli stopped writing. She handed the cloth to Shancha and said, "Ask the doorman to bring it in. I'm a little sleepy, so I need to take a nap."

After saying that, Mingli lay back down, and his breathing quickly became steady.

Shancha stuffed a tael of silver into the concierge's pocket, and the concierge, feeling lucky, quickly took the cloth and went to report.

The theater in the back hall of the Ming family was truly magnificent, with jade bricks and jasper steps. The roaring gongs and drums and the long singing were weaving a heart-wrenching Wutong rain.

Old Madam Ming leaned against the soft couch, pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed. Two maids were serving her with fruit plates in their hands. Sitting on both sides of her were Aunt Wang from the first wife, Zhu from the third wife, and several illegitimate granddaughters.

The concierge stepped forward and said carefully, "Madam, the second young lady..."

"She knelt outside the door, didn't she?" Old Madam Ming didn't even bat an eyelid: "Let her kneel, even if she dies from kneeling."

"No, the second young lady didn't kneel. She even moved two chairs and slept outside the house."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was in an uproar.

Old Madam Ming opened her eyes immediately. The maid went forward to help her. She stared at the doorman and asked sharply, "Are you asleep?"

The doorman lowered his head and held up the plain cloth with both hands: "Yes, the second lady also wants me to present this item."

Zhu from the third room came over and whispered softly, "Mother, why don't you let your daughter-in-law help you. The second girl is always easy to handle, so you don't have to worry."

Old Madam Ming remained silent, which was considered as her tacit agreement to Zhu's proposal.

Zhu's ten fingers were all stained with scarlet nail polish. She held up the plain cloth with two fingers and shook it to unfold it. The characters were crisscrossed, like chicken claws scratching the ground.

Zhu only felt that her son's handwriting when he was three years old was much better than this. The second girl looked so quiet, how could her handwriting be so good?

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"Mother." Zhu's lips turned pale as she handed over the plain cloth with trembling hands: "What is written on it is the dowry that Madam Wen brought when she married into the Ming family."

Aunt Wang from the first wife's house was someone who loved to watch the fun, and she smiled secretly.

"Oh, it seems that the second young lady is making such a fuss today. She is trying to ask her mother to return her mother's dowry."

Hearing this, Old Lady Ming threw the maid away, snatched the cloth, and her anger rose to her head.

"Asshole! You said everything was fine when you got married, but now that someone in your family has died and you have nowhere to stay, you want to suck the blood of my Ming family? Dream on!"

She gritted her teeth and said, "Bring the person up to me!"

(End of this chapter)