Reborn Evil Husband and Wife: Slim and Poisonous Girl

The maids of Jian's family were all scared by Qingxue, so they dared to fight against her, no one obeyed the orders of the new wife, and the maids who came as dowry were not familiar with the place of life, let alone dared to walk around at will.

Jian Qingyun was greatly stimulated and couldn't take care of herself.

Seeing that the whole room was motionless, Song Shuhui felt a surge of grief and indignation.

This is all against the sky?Why don't you listen to her, the mistress of the house?Do they still see her as their master?

Not only did Qingxue not panic, but she made a gesture of invitation with a smile on her face, "Okay, while the guests are still here, let's go to the front hall and speak clearly in public. If someone says I'm wrong, I'll kowtow to you ,how?"

Song Shuhui's eyes darkened, and she almost fainted from anger. She suddenly realized that she thought of her opponent too simply, and underestimated him too much.

Jian Qingxue is not only arrogant and domineering, but also far above everyone else in terms of resourcefulness. Her words and deeds seem reckless, but in fact they all have a lot of reason, which makes people have no chance to take advantage of them.

Her mind was spinning, her attitude softened, tears flowed down like broken pearls, and she cried, "I'm miserable enough, what else do you want? I'm just an orphan whose parents died early, please let me go." .”

She lowered her voice, reversed her strength just now, she looked really pitiful, Qingxue looked at her coldly, didn't react at all, tired of watching, she yawned with her cheeks on her hands, she looked like she was watching a drama.

She cried and begged for a long time, but the other party was indifferent. She almost vomited blood in anger. How could there be such a person in the world?Don't eat soft and hard, femme heart.

"Qingxue, I have something important to tell me, you let them all go down."

Qingxue rolled her eyes, and waved her hand boredly, "You all step back."

The servants of Jian's family bowed and filed out. Jian Qingyun glanced at her unwillingly, but walked out silently.

Qingxue looked deeply at her back, a trace of thought flashed in her eyes.

She turned her head, with a meaningful smile on her face, "What do you want to hear? Our Jian family is a scholarly family, and our ancestors also worshiped as a prince. Although my father is a fourth-rank magistrate, he is deeply loved by the holy family. The term of office is three years. Nearly full, I will go to Beijing to listen to the tune, if there is no accident, from the position of the third rank..."

Song Shuhui was startled, a little unable to keep up with her thoughts, "That's enough, I don't want to hear this, you have heard it clearly that day, I didn't marry willingly, no matter how good your father is, what does it matter to me?"

The more she spoke, the more excited she was, she took out a sharp dagger from her bosom and aimed it at her chest, "When I think that I will never see my beloved cousin again, I might as well die."

Everything happened so unexpectedly, Qingxue didn't have time to think about it, she subconsciously stretched out her hand, "Stop it."

While the two were chatting, Song Shuhui suddenly showed a weird smile. Seeing this, Qingxue couldn't help shivering, screaming that something was wrong, as if she had fallen into a trap.

Before she could figure it out, the dagger in Song Shuhui's hand pierced deeply into her chest, and blood flowed down.She screamed loudly, "Don't kill me, help."

Qingxue frowned, knowing that it was too late, she simply put her hands back and stood aside, watching with cold eyes, her mind spinning rapidly.

A group of people rushed in, shocked by the bloody scene in front of them, and dizzy for a while.The bride in red was lying in a pool of blood, while Second Miss Jian stood aside and stared blankly, her expression indifferent.

The dowry girl's feet softened, she fell to her knees, hugged her body and screamed, "Ma'am, how are you doing? You have to hold on, nothing will happen."

Song Shuhui pointed at Jian Qingxue with a weak face, eyes full of hatred, "Second Miss wants to kill me, help me."