Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

A little red blood runs down his rough neck, leaching his collar out of a dark trace. She was forced to loosen her mouth by squeezing Wen's cheek, and the corner of Wen's mouth was full of blood. She licked her mouth with evil glamour and looked up at the sky with a big smile. “Xuan Xuan, I curse you and you will never get what you want. I curse you...”

“Shut the fuck up!” Xuan Yin and his face were calm, a large hand unnecessarily placed on Smell's thin and fragile neck seemed to twist slightly, Smell's voice just broke the line, his head crooked aside, and he could not meditate until he died.

As soon as Xuan shuddered her hand, she threw Xuan Shi on the ground. Xuan Shi's body was softly paralyzed on the ground. Her laughing, non-laughing eyes just kept staring in the direction of Xuan Shi. Xuanxuan looked a little panicked, kicking Wen's head upside down, which made it easier.

He touched his neck, stained his hands with blood, and the wound kept reminding himself of what he had just done. Xuan Zheng's heart rushed to his head again, and he kicked Wen Shi's foot again. Wen's corpse flew straight to the bed footstool, not far from the ground, and then fell softly.

Wash each hand clean with a white handkerchief handkerchief. Focus and slow down the sleigh. Finally, he threw the spa on the ground and sniffed his face. Then he shouted, “Somebody! ”

The butler quickly pushed the door in, keeping his head down and not gazing, answering yes.

“You send someone to get rid of that bedside thing, and then you tear this place down, and, um, you build a garden.” Xuanxuan sniffed the body on the ground and didn't pay attention to it. He walked out and said, "Surely he was ruthless enough to be indifferent.

The housekeeper has also been a fine figure for many years. He didn't pay any attention to why Wen Shi suddenly died and what would happen next. He had to do what Xuan Xiao told him to do.

Xuanxuan wandered alone in the garden for a few laps, accompanied by a moon hanging high above the sky, figuring out what to do next. What Xuanxuan and the smeller had negotiated was that Xuanxuan divorced his wife for good jealousy or other reasons, and then the smeller arranged for him to be his new princess.

And now he choked Wen's wife under impulse, and this repudiation is no good. He can only fool the world with violent illness, death, and so on, and pretend to be a love model.

Mrs. Qing was already ready to go to sleep, but when she heard the arranger come, Xuan killed Wen Shi and threw her to the mass grave overnight. She was excited to go to sleep. She glanced at her eyes, and one person looked like a bit of a gossip. She read words in her mouth. "After all these years, I have finally fought to defeat Wen Shi. I have finally come to the beginning of the day! ”

A few days later, the Patriarchal Temple sent word that Wen's unfortunate illness did not cure his death. Then in the temple, a woman whose face was covered in sores, whose face could not be identified, was placed in a coffin and sent to the Prince's house. Then she said that Wen's illness broke her whole body, and eventually her inner body rotted and died.

Apart from the fact that the people of the Prince's house knew it was true and false, others were convinced that even the Emperor had expressed a sense of sadness about the death of Wenshi and offered to be buried in Wenshi scenery.

Xuanxuan pretended to be grieving. His eyes were red and his chin was full of uneven rubbish. It was as if he had stayed up all night listening to the news of the death of Wen Shi.

The sniffer also cried a lot. After the sniffer was repudiated by the prince, the sniffer sent the sniffer to spend the rest of her life happily in the small courtyard anyway. But she wanted to hear that the news of Wen Shi was a sunny thunderbolt. Why did the heavens torture their family so much and make her white hair send black hair?

In fact, everyone believed that Wen Shi died of illness and even guessed suicide. No one suspected that Xuan Xuan killed Wen Shi. Exactly because the matter of Wen Shi's defilement had long been spread in the dark. Everyone said that Wen Shi couldn't stand his chastity, either worried about dying of illness or wanted to kill himself.

Xuan Zhuang guarded the spiritual hall, kneeling in front of him as if he had lost consciousness, his head dropped helplessly. Anyone who sees it should sigh. Xuan Zhuang is a man of deep emotion. And the smelling lady covered her mouth and cried silently. Except for a few exciting punches when she first arrived, there was no more embarrassment or blaming Xuan for the rest of the time.

Listen to the other person whisper about himself, and gently tick out an arc in the corner of his mouth, but nobody noticed.

The smelling lady said to her daughter in silence, don't worry, the prince is good, he has feelings for you, look at the way he is sad for you now, you should have no regrets.

During the evening meal, the smeller also stayed at the Prince's house for a meal and discussed the sequel.

“I'm afraid I can only fail your kindness this time. I will be filial to Wen Shi for a while. I haven't thought of marrying another princess to replace her lately.” Sylphy pretended to be deeply like the root of the sea, and her eyes were so tired that she arched her hands to apologize.

The smelling lady nodded to her satisfaction, but the important thing about the whole smeller was to see the smeller, so she turned to her husband. Smell adults thinking for a moment, a little bit of thought. Someone in the family dies, either hurry up and get married while Ho Xiao is still alive, or wait until the period of filial piety has passed.

But the development of the smeller does not wait for people. If we do not need to strengthen this relationship, we are afraid that it is not appropriate. But if the smeller seemed to pay too little attention to the smell, it was not beautiful at all. That's the biggest question.

Smell the adult give it another thought, “This Rong is also big, her marriage can only be delayed. And I'm afraid there's a problem with the grand prince not having a mistress to handle it, Prince. ”

“This… makes sense.” Xuan shrugged down the hill as a donkey, pretended to be a difficult figure, nodded at a difficult spot, and asked, “So what? ”

“Otherwise, we won't make a big deal out of it. Just hold a ceremony.” Hear the Lord's final offer.

This is a more beautiful way to compare the two ways, and the smelling lady would have minded the fact that the final climb of her family was high, and now she can't face the scenery of the smelling family back then, which is right for her. And this will not allow Xuan to marry anyone, nor will it allow others to say Xuan Xuan or smell heartless.

Xuanxuan also hesitated for a while and finally sighed a long time and had to say yes. But I was satisfied that I had not been discovered by anyone. Everyone praised me for my generosity, and the beautiful lady got it. Who else could do this to the right?