Comprehensive film and television: The cool life of the female supporting role after the cross-dress

"what?"

Sheng Hong, whose soul was out of body, was suddenly called out and was completely at a loss.

He first looked at the powerless old uncle, then looked at Yixiu who was shouting "kill" with a kind smile on her face...

He made up his mind, straightened his back and bowed solemnly to the old man.

"Please give the Sheng family an explanation, old uncle."

He looks like a loyal official who speaks frankly and gives advice without caring about life and death.

Yixiu looked at him with a little surprise and lowered her eyes.

He is actually slightly better than the Dog Emperor. He is flexible and has superb acting skills. His face is as thick as the strongest wall in the world.

The old man was silent.

Sheng Hong's heart beat faster as the old man stared at him. He still looked unafraid to face death, but his hair was actually wet with sweat.

He didn't want to do this, but he had no choice.

He hadn't even looked at the evidence, let alone knew where the other backups were. He was powerless to stop it!

He could only follow Yixiu till the end. It was better to offend the empty shell of the Zhongqin Marquis' Mansion than to offend Yixiu, who was mentally unstable, increasingly cruel, and had the Wang family behind her.

The old man sighed, knowing that the situation was hopeless and he had no choice but to face reality.

After weighing the pros and cons in his heart, he closed his eyes and asked, "Whose life do you want?"

"Uncle!" Madam Yuan suddenly came back to her senses, knelt on the ground and cried for mercy, kowtowed repeatedly to the old uncle and Yixiu.

Yixiu looked calm, sighed and said, "What a pity."

The old man's temples were throbbing and he was so angry that he wanted to scold Yixiu for being pretentious.

If he hadn't been holding on for a breath, he really wanted to jump into the coffin and end it all.

Not being able to see the aggressive Sheng family and not having to worry about the mess at home is actually a relief!

"Hua'er, you are the victim, you make the decision." Yixiu said softly, leaning back in her sitting position, as if she didn't care about anything.

How could she possibly let Hualan remain innocent?

Only when your hands are stained with blood will you be completely devoted to her and obey her orders.

Yixiu couldn't help but smile a little when she thought that the next plan was about to go smoothly.

It was a pleasant sight to watch the ugly scene where Madam Yuan and her daughter-in-law accused and exposed each other's shortcomings, both wanting to push the other to death. The other option, Yuan Wenshao, stood in the back and was ignored from the very beginning.

Unexpectedly, Hua Lan said coldly: "I want Yuan Wenshao to die."

nice.

Admiration flashed in Yixiu's eyes. The women trapped in the back house could not be killed all, and their right to act tyrannically was also given by men.

Only the man hiding behind the scenes can get to the point.

She had spent her past life shedding blood and tears to understand this truth. In contrast, the three men present were shocked.

No matter whether it was the old uncle, Sheng Hong, or Yuan Wenshao, no one had ever thought that Hualan would choose Yuan Wenshao. They all expected that Hualan would choose Madam Yuan to die.

What is Hualan going to do?

They were furious as the patriarchy began to waver slightly.

"Ridiculous!" The old man was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair and shouted angrily, "It's your mother-in-law and sister-in-law who bullied you. Shao'er has always been protecting you."

"How could you kill your husband!" The last sentence is the key.

"I want Yuan Wenshao's life!" Hua Lan said nothing, her eyes and face full of hatred, "Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not. If not, we will die together."

Compared to the open and blatant attacks of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, she hated Yuan Wenshao's hypocrisy even more. He hid behind her and sucked her blood together, and pretended to be a good person on the surface!

The old man's face turned pale. The death of an insignificant woman in the back house was just a loss of face and it was of no consequence.

Even after he saw his wife selling her ancestral property to support her parents' family, he wanted to use the Sheng family to get rid of this spendthrift woman.

But if it was Yuan Wenshao who died, it would mean the loss of a young and strong man who could pursue a career in politics. The price would be incomparable.

"Hualan, I know you are angry about what happened just now, but you have to think it through." The old man began to preach as a person who had experienced it, "If the second son died, you would become a widow."

"Besides, you don't have a son yet, so your life won't be easy."

Yuan Wenshao also took the opportunity to express his "deep affection": "Hualan, how did we get to this point?"

Hua Lan was stunned. The deeply rooted ideas that had been instilled in her since childhood began to pull her back to the abyss called "female model".

Seeing that he was wavering, the old man was about to make another effort, but was interrupted again.

Yixiu fanned herself and wondered, "Why is life so hard without a husband to serve? He doesn't make any money."

What nonsense! The old man screamed wildly in his heart.

For Hualan, it was a wise advice that enlightened her mind. For the old man and his son, it was a death warrant that was like a thorn in their throats.

Sheng Hong lowered his head and thought, well, he was still the one earning money for the family and had never thought of taking his wife's dowry.

His expression suddenly became relaxed, and he pulled himself out of the camp of the old uncle and his son. He was different from them.

Yixiu Hualan is also going to deal with a waste like Yuan Wenshao, not him.

"Mother, don't worry about your daughter. When you get back, make the Yuan family's scandal public." Hua Lan's voice trembled, her expression miserable but resolute.

Yixiu cooperated and stood up to walk out, but was stopped by Yuan Wenshao.

Yuan Wenshao's former simplicity and honesty had long since disappeared. He clenched his fists with a fierce look on his face. "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, if you doubt this, don't blame me for being disrespectful."

Sheng Hong was startled and just as he was about to take a half step following Yi Xiu, he shrank back, held his breath, and tried his best to reduce his presence.

The old man watched quietly without saying anything to stop him.

"Yuan Wenshao, what do you want to do to my parents?" Hua Lan was anxious. She rushed forward to stand in front of Yixiu and glared at him.

Yuan Wenshao remained calm and said confidently, "You are forcing me."

He had just made his mark in the army and didn't want to die, nor did he want to ruin his future.

If the Sheng family is determined to fight to the death, it is better for others to die than for themselves!

Yixiu remained calm, not even bothering to raise her eyebrows, and called out, "Wu Shang."

"exist."

The maid Wu Shang responded, her pretty face showing a lively expression. She walked steadily to the old man, with a desk between them.

Grab one corner of the desk with both hands, lift it up with force, and stand the whole desk upright.

Under everyone's bewildered gaze, he raised his leg and kicked towards the middle of the desk.

With a loud "bang", the desk broke into pieces.

"Ah, ah." Sheng Hong was so scared that he ran around, pointing his finger at the maids that Yixiu brought with him. However, there were too many of them, and he couldn't point his finger at a specific number. "Kill, murder!"

Two other maids came forward and separated Yuan Wenshao and Yixiu Hualan.

Everyone is on high alert.

Yuan Wenshao was stunned. Yixiu's eyes, which were indifferent and calm from beginning to end, were staring at him, as if she was staring at a dead person.

Gentle breeze and drizzle asked: "Have you thought about how to die?"

"I, I." Yuan Wenshao was finally frightened and took weak steps back.

Yixiu smiled helplessly, as if looking at a child who was trying to rebel against an adult, and said gently: "It is said that being buried alive and suffocated to death is the most painful."

"The air in the coffin will become less and less, and the person inside will be unable to breathe and will struggle, using their nails to scratch and their heads to bang until their flesh and blood are blurred, but they will be unable to push open the nailed coffin."

"Just like." Yixiu paused and shook her head with pity, "Just like Hua'er has been doing these years."

"She is trapped in the tomb you have designed for her, unable to survive or resist, and can only be freed after all her value has been squeezed out."

Her tone was melodious and slow, as peaceful and compassionate as that of a master who chanted sutras all year round, and just like her expression.

Hualan burst into tears of grief, and Yuan Wenshao was frightened to the point of peeing and shitting, with a pool of yellow liquid on the ground between his legs.

Yixiu covered her mouth and nose with the fan in disgust and turned her face away.

"I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again!" Yuan Wenshao knelt down and begged for mercy. Knowing that Yixiu was cold-hearted, he knelt in front of Hualan, kowtowed and confessed.

"Hualan, please give me another chance, I beg you! I don't want to die yet!"

Hua Lan shook her head, feeling grief-stricken and angry: "Don't worry, I will treat our daughter well."

Yi Xiu sneered: "If you want to repent, go to the underworld to find the King of Hell."

"Tie him up, throw him on the Sheng family's carriage, and bury him in three days."

At the command, several maids joined forces and quickly subdued Yuan Wenshao, and tied up his limbs and mouth tightly.

The old man said unwillingly: "What are you going to do!"

"We must be on guard against others. To prevent the Yuan family from making a substitution, Hua'er and the eldest brother-in-law will stay at the Sheng family for the next three days." Yixiu smiled back, "Or, are you willing to save Young Master Yuan's life?"

Exchange it for the Yuan family's reputation and career.

The old man was angered by the sarcasm in Yixiu's attitude and was about to speak, but he heard Madam Yuan shouting.

"No!" Madam Yuan grabbed the old uncle's trouser leg, sobbing and crying, "No, uncle, even though Shao'er is gone, we still have Chun'er, you can't just ignore Chun'er!"

The Chun'er she mentioned is Yuan Wenchun.

She and her uncle's eldest son are also Yuan Wenshao's elder brother.

Yuan Wenshao’s eyes widened and he struggled even more violently, making “Mmmmm” sounds from his blocked mouth and his eyes were baring.

Hua Lan walked to Yuan Wenshao with an expression of "as expected" and squatted down.

Her face already had some of the sinister look similar to Yixiu's, but she didn't hide it well. She imitated Yixiu's tone of anger and whispered, "Look, sir, this is your good mother."

"In order to protect your mother, you made me endure injustice and humiliation again and again. Now, you can be your filial son as you wish, the most filial son in the world."

"I am very happy to see that you have worked so hard but ended up with nothing and been abandoned by your loved ones."

A hoarse roar came from Yuan Wenshao's throat, but Madam Yuan, who was kneeling inside, remained unmoved and did not even turn her head.

Madam Yuan: "Master! If you insist on exchanging the future and reputation of everyone in the Yuan family for Shao'er's life, I will hang myself in the ancestral hall!"

As he said this, he took off his belt and crawled towards the ancestral hall.

She has completely abandoned her son.

"Enough!" The old man finally gave up struggling amid his wife's pleading, and couldn't bear to watch any longer with tears in his eyes.

Although it was a bit ruthless, his words were true. He had only one son, Yuan Wenshao, and he would not use the foundation passed down by his ancestors to save Yuan Wenshao alone.

Even though Yuan Wenshao was the more promising of his two sons.

It's all his fault that he has no ability to take care of his wife, and he had to run into such a powerful Yue family. It's all fate.

Yixiu looked at the scene, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, his eyes full of mockery.

"Hua'er, stop playing, let's go back."

The group strode away unhindered. Seeing this, Sheng Hong, who had huddled down, hurriedly jogged to catch up.

Oh my God!

It's too late if you don't run!

The old man might be taking his anger out on him. He doesn't even have a maid to protect him, and the lady didn't leave any for him!

After everyone from the Sheng family left, the old uncle kicked Madam Yuan away.

"It's all your fault! You are such a jinx! If you hadn't bullied Hualan too much, the Sheng family wouldn't have reacted so violently. If you hadn't sold off the ancestral property and demanded excessive dowry from your daughter-in-law, you wouldn't have left behind such a big handle!"