Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 337 Let me see who dares to open the door? !

Wen Ting was stunned, "Why?"

"If the Kang family is not dead, how can the Holy Majesty know that the poison is lethal? Then the Zuo family will not be sentenced to death." An Zijin lowered her eyes. sacrifice.

Wen Tingzhi seldom touches on these political turmoil, he just stood there stunned, "But... But Kang is just an ordinary person, she can live on."

An Zijin didn't know what to say, she raised her eyes and looked at Wen Tingzhi, "In this world, the closer you are to power, the more it looks like a quagmire. Once you touch it, even if you are unarmed, you will be trampled underfoot easily. Be a stepping stone."

After a long silence, Wen Tingzhi only felt a dull pain in his cheek, but the pain was not as great as the shock in his heart. He thought of Bai Junheng who sacrificed for it under the power of power, shook his head, and smiled bitterly.

"Second Miss, I understand." He put away his redundant expression and said seriously, "Then what should I do?"

An Zijin could see his emotional fluctuations, and even clenched his fists, "Go back and rest, the Kang family won't figure it out for a while, you don't go out of the house for a few days, just leave these things to me .”

Wen Tingzhi reluctantly agreed, but after turning around, he let out another long sigh. As a doctor, what he pursues is that human life is more important than heaven, but under the power of power, his persistence seems so small, so insignificant.

"Miss, I just heard that Mrs. Kang and Dr. Wen had an argument outside the door, but Dr. Wen didn't say anything. Mrs. Kang seemed very annoyed and moved her hand." Mu Jin worriedly looked at the far away Wen Tingzhi.

An Zijin lowered her head, feeling helpless in her heart more than any emotion. In her previous life, she used many chess pieces like Kang's, all of which were to pave the way for Bai Junyou. She seemed to be able to see the quagmire that she had built with her own hands. Devouring the lives of others, leaving no gaps.

"Miss?" Mu Jin subconsciously supported An Zijin.

"It's okay, I'm fine." An Zijin raised his head, Wen Tingzhi was no longer in front of his eyes, but that breathless feeling was still brewing in his heart.

These are all debts you owe.

Feeling uneasy all the time, she finally went to her mother's seat, wiped the desk with her own hands, and lit a stick of incense again. Nanny Ji took care of the room every day, and An Zijin wiped the veil of the desk. It's all clean after wiping.

Kneeling on the futon, An Zijin finally felt a little more peaceful in her heart, as if her mother was still protecting her in the dark.

"Miss is in there?" Nanny Ji looked at Mu Jin who was guarding under the corridor.

Mu Jin nodded, "Miss just came in not long ago, what's the matter, mother? Isn't the monthly money paid out as usual?"

Nanny Ji frowned, "It's not a big deal, it's just the news from Nagasawa Court that Mrs. Yang seemed to have gas in her womb, but she refused to let the doctor approach her, and the third lady also rushed over , I am a little worried, after all, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and it would not be nice if something goes wrong on the day of worshiping the ancestors."

The wooden door creaked loudly, and Mother Ji looked up and saw An Zijin standing there peacefully.

An Zijin closed the wooden door with his backhand, and asked calmly, "Is something wrong with Yang?"

Nanny Ji nodded, "It's not a big deal, it's just that Mrs. Yang is making a fuss, Miss San has already rushed over."

"If that's the case, let's go and have a look." An Zijin suppressed her recent chaotic thoughts. She not only wanted to keep an eye on the government, but she also wanted to support the An family for her mother.

In the Nagasawa courtyard, An Xianglan stomped her feet anxiously. It wasn't that she couldn't think of a way out, but that the old lady Xi had run out of medicines, and she really couldn't afford the money. Didn't let her see, let alone help her!

"Don't come here! My child is fine! Don't come here!" Yang's nails hadn't been cut for a long time, and they were inserted into the little maid's wrist, and blood was spilled immediately.

"Ah!" The little maid came here with An Xianglan, she didn't know that Yang Shi was in a trance, she couldn't get rid of it and didn't dare to push Yang Shi away, so she could only shout loudly.

With a slap, An Xianglan walked straight over, and without saying anything, she slapped the maid so that her mouth stopped.

"What are you, you dare to yell, and this Nagasawa courtyard is also a place where you ran wild?" An Xianglan's vicious gaze made the maid forget the pain in her wrist. She stood there tremblingly, even Yang Shi let go of her hand without even noticing it.

"Get out!" An Xianglan yelled at the little maid and ran out scrambling.

"Mom, stop making trouble. I'll go find a way to buy medicine for you. If you sleep for a while, why don't you just sleep for a while?" An Xianglan stretched out her hand to help her.

"Don't come here!" Yang pushed An Xianglan away as if seeing a ghost.

"Ouch..." An Xianglan bumped into the pillar at the head of the bed.

"Second Miss is here! Don't panic!" The women and maids finally felt that they had a backbone in their hearts, and they all held their chests in unison and breathed a sigh of relief.

An Xianglan's face turned black. The last thing she wanted An Zijin to see was when she was having a bad time. She immediately got up from the ground, straightened out her hair bun and skirt, and soon Step out.

"What is Second Sister doing here today? Could it be to see my aunt?" An Xianglan snorted coldly. "Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, our mother and I will not hinder your family reunion, okay? Second sister is satisfied?"

Ignoring An Xianglan's words with a gun and a stick, An Zijin asked indifferently: "I heard that Mrs. Yang is sick and still refuses to let the doctor see it. Tomorrow will be New Year's Eve. Could it be that she is still thinking about being sick?" Collided with the spirit of the ancestors?"

An Xianglan was speechless when such a big hat was pressed down. She blushed, "You..."

However, An Zijin ignored her, and looked at the trustworthy woman beside her, and asked, "How is Yang's situation?"

The woman looked at An Xianglan with taboo, and then replied respectfully: "Aunt Yang said today that her stomach hurts, but she refused to let the old servant take a look, and finally called the doctor and beat and scolded her away." Doctor..."

An Xianglan glared at her, and said loudly: "My aunt is not sick, so naturally I don't need to see a doctor, and I don't need your fake mercy, let's go!"

An Zijin glanced at her, An Xianglan's hostility and hatred were like facing a deep-felt hater, An Zijin smiled coldly, maybe this was the face she had always been hypocritical in her previous life?

"Are you proud?" An Xianglan felt depressed when she saw An Zijin's calm smile.

An Zijin ignored her, "Mr. Yang is the woman in the back house of the An Mansion, and now I am in charge of the power of giving in the back house of the An Manor. It's not whether I want to intervene with the Yang family, but my duty. Come here." , open the door!"

"I see who dares to open the door?!" An Xianglan blocked the wooden door with her body, and the maliciousness on her face made the maids too frightened to go forward.

(End of this chapter)