The Evil Mistress's Killing Crazy Daily

The entrance to the General's Mansion.

On the foggy, wide, cold bluestone pipe, a baby's cry suddenly broke the winter silence.

As if activated by a basin of cold water, the guards guarding the red gate stretched their necks and immediately looked towards the source of the sound with inquiring eyes.

At this time, in the white morning mist.

A slender, dusty, wet and cold girl, holding a baby in her arms, walked towards the general's mansion from the fog.

"stop!"

Seeing that the girl was trying to step onto the steps of the general's mansion with one foot deep and one foot shallow, the guards immediately stretched out their arms and tried to stop her.

"it's me."

The girl raised her head dejectedly and reached out to wipe the wet hair stuck to her face.

"Hug the moon?"

Seeing that the person coming was actually Baoyue, the guards put away their guard and hurried forward to ask with concern, "What's going on? How did you get into this state?"

"It's a long story..."

Having not yet recovered from the shadow of Old Mrs. Zhao’s death, Baoyue shook her head and hugged Nannan tightly.

In a trance, she remembered the purpose of coming to the general's mansion. She looked up at the guard and asked, "Where is the young lady?"

"In the study."

"study……"

Mumbling, he pushed the guard away, nodded, held Nannan tightly, and continued to walk towards the study...

In the study.

Lu Yitong was eloquent and tried to defend himself for a while.

He found that Xiao Qintang was not moved by his soft words and hard words, and instead tightened the whip. He knelt on the ground with a red face and looked at Xiao Qintang in shock. Finally, he asked tentatively: "Qintang, I have explained everything I should explain to you. What do you want? Do you still want to kill me?"

"What do you say?"

Slowly tightening the whip, Xiao Qintang asked with red eyes and a cold smile: "The hatred of killing my mother is irreconcilable! Could it be that in your eyes, I, Xiao Qintang, am a spineless person!"

"I……"

Hearing the murderous intent gushing out of Xiao Qintang's words, Lu Yitong's knees weakened.

He quickly stretched out a hand to grab Xiao Qintang's arm, and with his other hand he held the broken porcelain tightly, and with his eyes full of affection he confessed for the last time: "Qintang, do you remember the first time we met?

At that time, I wanted to help the beggar but I was short of money, and it was you who stepped forward to help me out.

As the saying goes, the beauty is looking at you under the moonlit lanterns, I dare not be rude and miss the Double Ninth Festival. In fact, I was attracted by you the first time I saw you.

But I know that my family is poor and I am afraid that I am not worthy of you.

It was not until later that I thought you were a maid that I dared to express my love for you..."

Lu Yitong was speaking affectionately, when he suddenly jumped up, pinching the porcelain piece.

He knocked Xiao Qintang to the ground with force. He held her down with one hand to prevent her from resisting, and with the other hand he immediately pressed the porcelain piece against her neck...

Under Xiao Qintang's shocked gaze, he was about to take action.

At this time, Baoyue came in from outside holding Nannan in her arms, looking distraught.

She had not yet recovered from the scene of Old Mrs. Zhao's death, but as soon as she entered the room, she saw her young lady being pressed to the ground.

"Snapped."

It felt like a string in my brain was broken.

Baoyue screamed and kicked and slammed Lu Yitong while holding her daughter.

"boom!"

Caught off guard, Lu Yitong was kicked to the ground.

His deformed finger loosened due to the pain, and the porcelain piece fell off and flew to Ruan Yunluo's feet.

Lowering his eyes to look at Lu Yitong who was looking at here in the center of the study, Ruan Yunluo stepped on the porcelain piece and smiled at him regretfully.

At the same time, Xiao Qintang turned over and knelt.

She raised one foot and wrapped it around the tail of the whip, then she held the whip with both hands and pulled hard.

"Click."

Suddenly, a slight sound was heard in the intense and silent study.

Lu Yitong's neck twisted, he stopped struggling, his eyes were filled with fear, and he fell heavily to the ground...

On the other side, there is the Zhenguo Palace.

After a thorough search and seizure, Xu Wanchou frowned when he heard that Hua Weiwei and Master Jing'an were not there. He then looked at Hua Qide, Hua Jinzhong and others who were restrained in a corner and guarding the body of the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo.

He glanced at the corpse of the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo, who was exposed in the corner. He politely bowed to the old Duke of Zhenguo and said, "Excuse me, old Duke, do you know where Young Master Hua Weiwei is now?"

"Ah!"

Kneeling beside the body of the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo, Hua Jinzhong sneered.

He raised his head and looked at the empty Zhenguo Mansion, at the armored and knife-wielding constables and soldiers behind Xu Wanchou, and then looked at Xu Wanchou with a sneer.

"Master Xu!"

Calling Xu Wanchou "Master Xu" in a very sarcastic way, Hua Jinzhong put away his smile and asked, "Master Xu, isn't it enough that I and my parents are here? Do you really want to kill all of my Hua family?"

"I am just doing my job, I don't mean that."

"Bullshit business!"

He cursed angrily. Thinking of what he had experienced tonight, Hua Jinzhong was very angry. "Humph, you guys didn't come to make trouble earlier or later, but you had to wait until the Queen Mother left before you dared to make a move... You are clearly ambitious and have planned it all along!"

"Jin Zhong!"

Hua Qide said solemnly to stop Hua Jinzhong's unnecessary outburst, and nodded apologetically to Xu Wanchou. He smiled and explained, "Weiwei is young and energetic and always makes trouble. The reason why he is not in the mansion is that he may have gone out to play."

"As for Master Jing'an..."

When talking about Jing'an, a hint of doubt flashed in Hua Qide's eyes.

Shaking his head in confusion, he told the truth: "Master Jing'an is an outsider, she is just temporarily staying in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. I don't know much about her."

"nonsense!"

Hearing that Hua Qide knew nothing about anything and acted like he was practicing Tai Chi, the newly appointed Dali Temple Secretary beside him lost his patience.

After bowing to Xu Wanchou, he puffed out his chest and walked up to Hua Qide, asking bluntly, "Hua Qide, you just said Hua Weiwei went out to play, right? Then why was the quilt in Hua Weiwei's room spread out tonight? Why is the testimony of the servants in the mansion different from yours!"

"is it?"

Glancing nonchalantly at the newly appointed Dali Temple Secretary, Hua Qide sneered and turned to look at Xu Wanchou, "Sir Xu, with my status, how could I possibly know everything that happens in the junior's room? If I were to control even whether a junior goes home to sleep, then there would be thousands of people in the Zhenguo Mansion, and I wouldn't have to go out."

"you!"

The Dali Temple Secretary's face flushed and he was about to speak.

At this time, Xu Wanchou raised his hand to stop them, "Forget it, it's pointless to say more now, take them back to the Dali Temple and lock them up first."

"After returning, find an artist and issue wanted posters for Hua Weiwei and Jing'an first."

"besides……"

Glancing at the corpse of the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo on the ground, Xu Wanchou sighed, took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the young Dali Temple Secretary, "Buy a thin coffin and bury the old lady."

"This……"

After hesitating for a moment, the Dali Temple Secretary took the silver and nodded.

After answering yes, he waved his hand and ordered, "Come on, take all the Hua family away!"

"Yes!"

The detectives obeyed the order and immediately came to Hua Qide, Hua Jinzhong and others.

"Let's go."

Pulling his son up, Hua Qide took one last look at his wife.

Looking up at Xu Wanchou, he looked older for a moment and then cupped his hands.

Then he straightened his back, put his hands behind his back and strode forward, leading the way towards the Dali Temple...

"Ugh……"

Xu Wanchou withdrew his gaze.

He glanced at the old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo who was carried away wrapped in a straw mat, and then at the half-broken red lanterns in the mansion...

After instructing his subordinates to seal the confiscated items and put them into storage, he turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, a constable came from the back door and reported, "Sir, there is something wrong with the back door."

"Oh?"

Xu Wanchou came to the back door.

Looking at the bricks that suddenly appeared at the back door, and then at the only bucket of night incense poured at the back door, he frowned and looked at his men beside him, "Go check and see who is responsible for pouring the night incense for the Zhenguo Mansion tonight."

"Yes."

The constable nodded and was about to go check.

At this time, Wanqi Fu pretended to be a maid of Xu Wanqiu's family and was led here by the arrestees...