The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort - 17. Conspiracy to kill

The moon was like a hook, and the twilight was deep. The cold wind rustled the branches in the deserted backyard. The jackdaw perched on the top of the branch, yelled twice, flapped its wings and disappeared into the night sky.

The maid carrying a laundry basket in the courtyard hurried past, hearing a muffled sound from all over the patio, and turned her head in amazement. There were rustling sounds in the dark, and there were a few faint cat calls. Thinking that the wild cat from outside came in to catch the mouse, the maid tightened the clothes on her body, and felt that the yard was full of ghosts, speeding up her pace, and leaving in a hurry.

Outside the pear garden, Forsythia was holding a big paper bag, and said to Jiang Ruan happily: “Today, Xiaoyuan sent some lily cakes bought from outside. They said they tasted great. I will return to the house girl. Taste a few pieces.”

Jiang Ruan nodded, and then looked at the sky. The dark clouds covered more than half of the moon. The bright light outside was misty, and there were only a few bleak red lanterns on the road. The festive colors in the deserted feelings added a few to the night. Points weird.

Forsythia followed Jiang Ruan’s gaze and thought for a while: “It’s getting dark so early, and there is a cold outside. The girl is careful not to catch the cold.”

“Yueheifeng is high and killing night,” Jiang Ruan smiled suddenly: “It’s really a good scene.”

This is strange. Forsythia was unidentified and looked over, but saw a person hurriedly walking in the dark, and only when he got closer, he could see that it was Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao also saw the two of them, and stopped hurriedly, Jiang Ruan nodded slightly.

Chen Zhao saluted: “Miss.”

Forsythia was a little nervous to protect Jiang Ruan. He was blinded by the black light. When he met this person, it was inevitable that accidents would happen.

Jiang Ruan’s eyes followed Chen Zhao’s nervous expression to his naked neck. The scarlet scar on the house was particularly dazzling, but Chen Zhao didn’t know it. Jiang Ruan’s lips twitched, but he didn’t speak, but stared at him meaningfully.

Under the bleak moonlight, Jiang Ruan’s eyebrows were illuminated by the lights a little more demon, as if he had just grown into a vampire charm in the flowers under the moon, clearly a green face, but it seemed to have lived for a long time. The enchanting evildoer, looking down at all sentient beings struggling in the red dust. Her winking eyes were locked on Chen Zhao’s body like a smile but not a smile. Chen Zhao only felt that she was stared at by those eyes, as if she had been seduced. But when I saw it again, I felt like an abyss, and there was a kind of palpitating fear. This feeling of being cold for a while and warming up, finally alternated in front of my eyes, turning into a smile on the edge of Jiang Ruanhong’s lips.

Chen Zhao gritted his teeth, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, thinking that it was for Jiang Ruan to provoke Chunying. If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t have to kill. Now that he killed someone himself, Jiang Ruan still stayed where he was. He was full of unwillingness after thinking about it. How could he lose his wife and break the army?

Seeing the hungry wolf-like gaze in Chen Zhao’s eyes, Jiang Ruan glanced at Forsythia and said lightly: “Let’s go, it’s dark, don’t provoke something unclean.”

Chen Zhao’s body became stiff, like a scoop of cold water poured down his head, immediately driving away the heat in his heart. Only feel the wind gusts, Chunying’s eyes wide open before him before he died. Chen Zhao fought a fierce cold war, and when he recovered, Jiang and Ruan had already gone away. He squeezed his fist and left angrily.

Besides, the two of them returned to the house. Just after Forsythia put the hundred boxes of pastry down, Bai Zhi hurried over, her expressions full of nervousness: “Girl…”

Jiang Ruan waved his hand and motioned Forsythia to close the door before sitting down beside the bed: “What?”

“Chunying is dead!” Bai Zhi said.

“What?” Forsythia was surprised: “Why did she die?”

“Chen Zhao is simply,” Jiang Ruan sneered: “Chunying is stupid.”

Seeing Jiang Ruan’s self-assured expression, there was no surprise at all, Bai Zhi was taken aback: “Girl… already knows?”

“Chen Zhao is irritable, and Chunying is strong. The two must have a dispute. I wanted to use their dispute to make a fuss. I didn’t want Chen Zhao to be so cruel and murderous.” Jiang Ruan said indifferently: “But Chunying also took the blame. .”

Forsythia frowned: “Then Chen Zhaozhen is not a good thing. It’s so awkward, but Chunying asked him if he took the silver because he was looking for the skin of a tiger, and he deserved it if he lost his life!”

Bai Zhi did not agree: “After all, it is a human life. This Chen Zhao is too terrible. Fortunately, the girl is smart, otherwise it will be our catastrophe today.”

“How did you know?” Jiang Ruan asked Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi paused, and said softly: “Qiu Yan told me that she said she had seen Chen Zhao kill someone with her own eyes.”

“Autumn Yan?” Jiang Ruan raised his eyebrows: “Is a wise man.”

“Girl, that Chunying is dead, it has nothing to do with us. Chen Zhao killed someone, is it possible that this has passed?”

“Chen Zhao has planted a disaster for himself.” Jiang Ruan chuckled lightly: “We don’t need to take the initiative, someone will soon inform and the Dongchuang incident will happen.”

Forsythia said: “The slave and maid always feel a little uneasy in her heart, always feel that this matter is not so simple. Although Chunying’s death was not our intention, it has something to do with us in the end.”

Jiang Ruan picked up the book on the table: “What are you afraid of? He and I argued for murder. Is it possible that I still have something to do with me? It’s not easy to be afraid of splashing dirty water on me, I can’t say. I asked them to insist on fornication. If you want to check, just check it out. What can you find out?”

Forsythia patted his forehead: “Yes! It’s the slaves and maids who are confused. We didn’t expect this. What does it have to do with us? Chunying and Chen Zhao don’t have any friendship with us. Even if the officials come, we can Stand up straight!”

As a result, Bai Zhi and Forsythia were relieved, got up to get hot water and came back. Jiang Ruan sat under the oil lamp, slowly flipping through the book, but his eyes fell elsewhere.

She said that she panicked, and she was not surprised by Chunying’s death, because she already knew the ending.

Everyone has his own weakness and bottom line. Chen Zhao is irritable and suspicious. Chunying’s repeated requests will only exhaust his patience. He no longer believes that Chunying will be satisfied. The dissatisfaction gradually increases, and he will always reach one. Critical value. And when the anger and guilty conscience reach the extreme, the violence in Chen Zhao’s bones will be stimulated, and killing is a matter of course. In order to facilitate all of this, Chunying’s cooperation is also necessary. Chunying’s greed is innate, and she will not give up the opportunity to get something for nothing.

And what Jiang Ruan did was just to get Bai Zhi to buy a few offenders, and “unintentionally” to mention Chunying’s cunning and insatiable greed in front of Chen Zhao.

The time and the place are in harmony, and Chunying must die if he doesn’t die.

It’s just that, she absolutely can’t tell the two maids. In their eyes, she was just a young lady who was forced to resist to the extreme, she was kind in her bones. But only she herself knows what a rotten heart is under this pair of skins.