The Evil Mistress's Killing Crazy Daily

"you!"

Xiao Qintang was extremely humiliated.

His face turned pale and his mind went blank.

Regardless of the danger, she raised her right hand and tightly grasped Hua Weiwei's wrist that was pinching her neck. At the same time, she stood on tiptoe and turned into Hua Weiwei's arms... She clenched her left fist, bent her elbow, and thrust her elbow back hard at Hua Weiwei's face!

"boom!"

Although he was prepared, Hua Weiwei was still elbowed in the face.

He quickly let go and stepped back, thinking that his goal had been achieved. He stopped pestering and immediately left the woodshed, opened the door and rushed into the darkness...

"Damn it!"

Seeing Hua Weiwei running away in the dark, Xiao Qintang gritted his teeth in anger.

She kicked the door hard to vent her anger, then turned around with a cold face and was about to return to the backyard.

"What are you doing!"

Hearing the clanging noise in the front yard, Old Lady Zhao stuffed the half-counted banknotes back into her arms and came out of the backyard mumbling. She thought Xiao Qintang was unwilling to work and was deliberately throwing things around so that she could hear. She was unhappy and deliberately blocked Xiao Qintang with a stern face, wanting to use her old lady qualifications to educate Xiao Qintang a few more words...

"roll!"

Xiao Qintang had no expression on her face and coldly pushed Old Lady Zhao away.

Without even looking at Old Lady Zhao lying on the ground, she went back to her room and opened her dowry box, and took out the whip she had hidden at the bottom of the box...

"Miss?"

Seeing Xiao Qintang was about to leave with a whip in her hand, Baoyue felt uneasy and hurriedly called her to ask, "Miss, where are you going in the middle of the night with a whip in your hand?"

"I……"

Xiao Qintang paused.

She looked up at the sky outside the window in a trance, then looked down at her daughter who was sleeping soundly in the cradle. She pursed her lips and pulled Baoyue to tell her, "Baoyue, I'm going home. You pack up all the light and valuable things, and wait for me at home with Nannan. Do you hear me?"

"Ah."

Seeing that Xiao Qintang was serious, Baoyue nodded in agreement.

But after agreeing, she was still confused and uneasy, "Miss, you are so nervous, what are you going to do? Please don't do anything stupid..."

"I do not know either……"

With a somewhat helpless smile, Xiao Qintang slowly came to her daughter's cradle, whip in hand.

She poked her chubby cheeks with her fingers, then bent down and gave her a gentle kiss on her tender cheek. After Xiao Qintang once again told Baoyue to pack up her things quickly, she turned around and walked out of the backyard and came to the stables... In the stables, she didn't have time to harness the horses to the carriage, so she untied the horses and directly pulled them to leave the Lu family...

"Stop!"

Seeing Xiao Qintang leading the horse and whipping him in the middle of the night with murderous intent, Old Lady Zhao was flustered.

She quickly got up from the ground and grabbed Xiao Qintang's reins. She glared at Xiao Qintang and scolded him, "Qintang! What on earth do you want to do in the middle of the night, pulling the horse with a clang? You caused my son to lose his job and his hand, and you almost killed me just now by pushing me. Isn't that enough? What else do you want to do?!"

"I harmed your son?"

Seeing that Old Lady Zhao just kept talking and throwing dirty water on herself, Xiao Qintang couldn't stand it anymore!

With a sneer, she patted Mrs. Zhao's shoulder with the whip in her hand, and asked coldly, "Old thing, your son killed my brother and forced my mother to death. In order to please the prince and the Hua family, he even went back on his word and didn't even attend my brother and mother's funeral... Your son is so insidious and cruel that he caused my Xiao family to be destroyed. I haven't even had the chance to settle accounts with him, but you are blaming me and throwing dirty water on me?"

"Humph!"

Pressing the whip against Mrs. Zhao's neck, Xiao Qintang patted her face with his other hand and deliberately humiliated her: "You old thing, you have such a big face!"

"you……"

Although being treated so disrespectfully by her own daughter-in-law, Old Mrs. Zhao didn't care.

She avoided Xiao Qintang's cold eyes in a panic, but was afraid of showing her guilt, so she was very uncomfortable and yelled at Xiao Qintang, "Nonsense! Where did you hear these nonsense?!

The deaths of your mother and your brother were all caused by the Hua family. What does it have to do with Yitong!

Instead, he went deep into the tiger's den to set a trap for the crown prince and the young master of the Hua family in order to please you and avenge your mother and your brother... He lost his official position and his hand was crippled for you, but you still doubt him..."

As she spoke, Old Mrs. Zhao gradually immersed herself in the play.

Thinking of what her son had been going through these days, she felt truly sad.

She simply sat on the ground with her mouth wide open and sobbing. She slapped her thighs and started to cry like a mourner, "Oh my God, what sin have I committed... I am a widow, and I raised my son to become a juren with my own efforts. It was not easy for me... But who would have thought that a grown-up son would no longer be under the control of his mother? My son has fallen to the point of sleeping with a woman, and she still doesn't appreciate it..."

"Pooh!"

Seeing that Old Lady Zhao was blaming herself for the night incense incident, Xiao Qintang was so angry that she spat.

Impatient to listen to Old Lady Zhao's meaningless nonsense, she shook the whip and put it directly around Old Lady Zhao's neck.

"Ho ho..."

Old Mrs. Zhao was strangled by the whip and immediately became speechless.

A trace of fear flashed across her eyes, and she quickly reached out to grab Xiao Qintang's wrist holding the whip and tried to struggle.

"do not move!"

Reaching out and tightening his whip, Xiao Qintang bent down and stared into Old Lady Zhao's eyes and asked, "Old thing, you said that your son went deep into the tiger's den to avenge my brother and my mother, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Old Mrs. Zhao was speechless and nodded immediately.

"is it?"

With a sneer, Xiao Qintang stared at her and immediately asked, "But I am curious, with your son's status as the son-in-law of the Xiao family, and with him being a mere Dali Temple official, how can he be qualified to attend the funeral of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion? How can he make the prince and Hua Weiwei trust him?!"

"Ah? Am I a fool?"

Seeing that Old Lady Zhao was avoiding his sight, Xiao Qintang stretched out his other hand, fiercely lifted up her collar, and forced her to face his questioning: "Tell me! If your son hadn't given me the idea to kill my brother and my mother, with his status as the Crown Prince and Young Master Hua, why would I believe him! Why would I fall into his trap! "

"And you!"

Recalling all the doubts from the past, Xiao Qintang pressed his eyes against Old Lady Zhao's without even breathing, smiled darkly, and suddenly lowered his voice to ask, "Mom, why did you suddenly bring all the servants back to the ancestral home on the day of my brother and mother's funeral?

If Lu Yitong really went into the tiger's den for my brother and my mother that day, would you be able to put your mind at ease and happily go back to the ancestral home to play mahjong..."