The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Yueming is here, your second sister is not feeling well, you live close together, take care of her more on weekdays." The Da Furen didn't see any abnormalities on her face, she put on the mistress's airs and asked.

Su Yueming nodded, "Mother's order, my daughter has kept it in mind."

"It's so good." The eldest lady said, and left. Su Yurong glanced at Su Yueming, and after receiving her smiling eyes, her eyes flashed, she quickly lowered her head, and followed behind the eldest lady.

There was always a smile in Su Yueming's eyes.

"Yu Rong." Da Furen's indifferent voice came from the front, and she stopped.

"Mother, mother." Su Yurong stood where she was, with her head down, not daring to meet her eyes.

"Look into my eyes." The lady's voice was cold, as if it came from underground, Su Yurong slowly raised her head in fear.

"Yurong, do you still remember your fifth sister?" the eldest lady said leisurely.

Su Yurong bent her knees, knelt on the ground, and said, "Mother, I don't know anything, I haven't heard anything, I don't know anything."

The eldest lady showed a satisfied smile on her face, stretched out her hand, and stroked Su Yurong's head "kindly", "Yurong, mother will definitely promise you a good family in the future, not like your fifth sister."

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In the dyeing incense garden, there was a terrifying atmosphere.

"Ah, Second Miss, Second Miss has hanged herself!" Before Su Yueming got close, he heard the maids screaming in horror from inside.

"Oops!" Second Aunt's heart sank, even Su Yueming didn't care about it, and immediately ran into the inner room.

Su Yueming frowned, and Liu Piao'er walked in quickly.

"Qingmo, Qingmo, hurry up, get her down quickly, how can she be hung up in the blink of an eye." The second aunt was so frightened that she lost her soul and seven souls, crying and shouting, commanding The maids quickly put Su Qingmo down.

Su Yueming raised his eyes, and saw that a thick rope was somehow hung on the beam of the house, Su Qingmo's neck was hanging on it, and the stool under his feet was kicked over.

At this moment, her face was flushed red, her eyes were sticking out like ghosts, her tongue was sticking out long, the veins on her forehead were exposed, and she was kicking her feet hard, as if she was about to lose her breath.

The second aunt cried and yelled, and the maids lost their minds in a panic and surrounded Su Qingmo, coming and going, but no one thought of how to save Su Qingmo.

"Hurry up, go out and call someone! Hurry up!" Seeing Su Qingmo rolling her eyes, Second Aunt ordered loudly in desperation.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The maids came back to their senses, stumbled and ran outside, intending to call for someone.

"Don't go!" Suddenly, Su Yueming stopped them in a cold voice, and calmly ordered, "Piao'er, stand on the stool and hug Second Sister's legs, Second Aunt quickly bring a pair of scissors, and the others stand below to pick them up."

"Yes!" Liu Piao'er immediately followed Su Yueming's instructions, quickly helped up the stool that had fallen on the ground, stood up neatly, hugged Su Qingmo's kicking legs with both hands, and pushed her up hard. Finally, the neck was no longer strangled by the rope.

"The scissors are here!" Second Aunt ran over with a pair of big scissors in her hand, she looked terrified.

Without further ado, Su Yueming climbed onto another stool next to him with a sullen face, took the scissors from Second Aunt's hand, and cut the rope with a few strokes!

Su Qingmo's body softened, and he fell down. Liu Piao'er lost his balance and fell down.

The rest immediately stepped forward and caught Su Qingmo.

"Bring the second lady to the bed." Su Yueming ordered again in a deep voice. From the beginning to the end, she was not in a hurry, calm and calm, without any panic.