The Evil Mistress's Killing Crazy Daily

"Wow wow wow..."

The little girl cried even harder.

"What are you doing? He's just a child!"

Baoyue couldn't bear it any longer and glared at Hua Weiwei, looking both cowardly and fierce, and hurriedly tried to comfort the little girl.

"Hey!"

Seeing that they didn't take him seriously, Hua Weiwei grinned and waved the kitchen knife in his hand.

Seeing that the fire in the Lu family's house was getting bigger and bigger, he was afraid to call people over. He also thought that a maid and a baby who was not yet weaned posed no threat to him. So, with a gloomy face, he threatened Baoyue a few more times and prepared to leave.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao woke up after hearing the crying...

She climbed out of the woodshed with great effort, using both her hands and feet. She saw the fire in the Lu family's house, which was already crackling and burning more and more fiercely. She also saw Hua Weiwei wielding a knife at her granddaughter with a cold face. Her heart choked, and everything in front of her instantly overlapped with the scene when Hua Weiwei broke Lu Yitong's fingers that day...

"I'll fight you!"

I don't know where she got the courage and strength from, but Mrs. Zhao stood up and staggered towards Hua Weiwei, pulling and hitting her head. While hitting her, she scolded Baoyue, "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you pick up your daughter and run!"

"I……"

Baoyue hesitated for a moment between going up to help and running away immediately.

But looking at the kitchen knife in Hua Weiwei's hand and seeing him grab Old Lady Zhao's collar almost with his backhand, Baoyue knew that she might not be able to help.

She stamped her feet helplessly, then hugged her daughter tightly and turned around and ran away.

"Hey!"

Seeing Baoyue running out of Lu's house, Hua Weiwei sighed.

Afraid that she would ask someone to block him at Lu's house, he quickly shook off Old Lady Zhao and prepared to leave immediately with a kitchen knife in hand.

At this moment, his calves sank and were held tightly by Old Lady Zhao.

Old Mrs. Zhao's gray hair was already disheveled. She smiled at Hua Weiwei with hatred on her face, then lowered her head and bit Hua Weiwei's calf hard.

"what!"

Hua Weiwei felt pain in his calf and immediately pushed and swung to try to get Old Lady Zhao away.

Old Mrs. Zhao ignored Hua Weiwei's actions like a madman. She kept tearing at Hua Weiwei's flesh with her messy white head until she tore a piece of flesh from Hua Weiwei. Only then did she finally breathe a sigh of relief and stop.

"Pooh!"

Spatting out the blood and flesh in her mouth, Old Mrs. Zhao laughed heartily.

After yelling a few more times to run outside the courtyard, she had blood all over her mouth. She looked up and gnashed her teeth as she questioned Hua Weiwei, "Master Hua, do you know how difficult it is for a widow like me to raise a son to be a juren? My son has no power, no influence, and no one to rely on. In order to survive in the officialdom and to please you, he kowtowed and even reluctantly gave up his own Yue family...

And you!

It wasn't enough that you made him lose his job, you also broke his hand and destroyed his family!"

"madman!"

Hua Weiwei cursed in shock, gritted his teeth, lowered his head and raised the kitchen knife towards Old Lady Zhao.

He swung the kitchen knife twice on Old Lady Zhao's neck and threatened with a gloomy face, "Let go! Otherwise, I won't be polite!"

"Humph, if I let you go, will my son have a good ending?"

Based on Old Lady Zhao's understanding of the current political situation, she didn't know whether the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion would be destroyed after dawn.

She only knew that Hua Weiwei was of extraordinary status and was skilled in martial arts.

Given his status and martial arts, if he escaped, no matter whether the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion would be destroyed after dawn, his son would not have a good ending...

Thinking of this, Old Lady Zhao raised her head and looked towards the sea of ​​fire that was gradually approaching this side.

"What do you want to do! You're crazy!"

Hua Weiwei was shocked when he found that Old Lady Zhao was trying to drag him into the sea of ​​fire.

He raised the knife and hesitated for a moment. When he heard the sound of Baoyue's family members calling out and hurriedly gathering around, he gritted his teeth and looked away, but finally chopped down...

On the other side, the Xiao family study.

When Ruan Yunluo heard Lu Yitong say that he had something to do and wanted to see Ruan Qinghong, he frowned.

He picked up the teacup and blew away the tea foam gently.

Curious about what Lu Yitong was up to, she looked him up and down, and sighed with some embarrassment, "Brother-in-law, it's not that I don't want to help you. It's just that my father is the prime minister after all. You have to have a reason to go to him. Otherwise, even if I ask him, he won't see you for no reason."

"Of course, of course, sister-in-law, you are talking about..."

With an awkward smile, Lu Yitong took out the letter from his arms.

Ruan Yunluo took the letter and took a look at it. When she saw that there was also a letter about Zhang Xiao among them, her pupils shrank and she was slightly surprised.

"How's it going, sister-in-law?"

Seeing that Ruan Yunluo was watching seriously, Lu Yitong felt a little proud.

At this time, Ruan Yunluo frowned and put down the letter, sighed and said to Lu Yitong: "Brother-in-law, I always thought you were a smart man, how come you dare to get involved in the affairs of the Hua family now? Don't you know what a painful price mother and Qinyu paid because of the Hua family?"

"Ugh……"

Ruan Yunluo rubbed his temples and sighed helplessly, "Someone, show the guest away."

"I can walk by myself!"

Thinking that Ruan Yunluo was frightened by the Hua family, Lu Yitong stood up to collect the letters and deliberately provoked her, "Sister-in-law, don't you hate it? Don't you want to avenge your mother-in-law and second brother? Now that such a great opportunity is in front of you, are you really willing to let it go?

Sister-in-law, you were so filial when you took care of your mother-in-law during her confinement. Was it all fake? "

"I am unfilial?"

As if being provoked by Lu Yitong, Ruan Yunluo suddenly looked up and looked at him.

Nodding, she smiled and put down her teacup and admitted, "Brother-in-law, you are right. I am just avenging my mother-in-law and Qin Yu. It is indeed my incompetence and my unfilial nature.

But anyone has the right to call me unfilial, but you, my brother-in-law, are the least qualified."

Staring closely at Lu Yitong's eyes, Ruan Yunluo put away his smile and asked, "Brother-in-law, you clearly promised to attend the funeral of my mother-in-law and Qinyu, so why didn't you show up in the end?

I heard that you actually attended the funeral of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion and stood at the door of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion to welcome guests?

Oh, what a beautiful scenery..."

"That was just a makeshift solution!"

Perhaps because he had told so many lies, Lu Yitong felt justified.

Without even blinking, he directly used the same words he had used to deceive Xiao Qintang before, "Sister-in-law, you only saw me go back on my word and not keep my promise to attend the funeral of my mother-in-law and Qin Yu, you only saw me flattering and attending the funeral of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion...

But why didn’t you see that the prince was grounded and Hua Weiwei was beaten because of me?”

"Humph!"

In the face of Ruan Yunluo's slightly surprised gaze, which didn't know what to say, Lu Yitong snorted coldly and stretched out his deformed fingers that had been beaten.

Then, proudly, he shook the letter he brought with him and said to Ruan Yunluo, "Sister-in-law, in order to avenge my mother-in-law and second brother, I entered the game with my body, not only lost my position and my hands... In order to get these evidences, I even pretended to be a night owl and kidnapped Hua Weiwei...

Sister-in-law, I have done so much, and now you are unwilling to do even a small thing for me. You call this filial piety!"

"You pour the night fragrance?"

Covering his nose with his fingers, Ruan Yunluo twitched his lips and understood, "No wonder you always smell..."