After rebirth, I married the emperor's uncle and overthrew my ex-husband's kingdom

The jailer took the things and said, "I am only responsible for delivering the message to you. I have no control over whether people come or not."

"Just tell her about Doctor Li from Jishidiang."

The dungeon was damp and cold. Aunt Qiao rubbed her arms, walked to the thick straw and sat down, hugged her knees with her arms and rested her chin on them.

She glanced around, her eyes feeling a little sore.

My third son died in this cell.

Aunt Qiao thought of the day Bai Muchen died. It seemed like that day that she became possessed and insisted that Bai Youyou pay with his life.

But when it comes down to it, Bai Youyou was just the fuse.

But why?

Why did she hate her so much?

A beam of warm sunlight shone in from the small window of the cell, slowly slanting in, bit by bit.

"Jiaojiao."

An old voice came to her ears. Aunt Qiao turned her stiff neck and looked in the direction of the voice.

"aunt."

Seeing the person coming, she curled her lips, supported her palms on the ground, and slowly stood up, "You are here."

Old Mrs. Qiao was wearing a dark purple brocade dress with cloud patterns embroidered in gold thread. She passed the plum blossom heater in her arms through the crack in the door and said, "Take it."

Aunt Qiao took the heater with trembling hands. Instantly, warmth spread from the palm of her hand to her whole body. Her frozen and stiff fingers felt a little tingling, but slowly they regained consciousness.

Old Mrs. Qiao clasped her hands. She knew why Aunt Qiao had someone pass on the message to her, and said calmly, "What I said before still counts."

"Thank you, aunt."

Aunt Qiao had her hair disheveled and bowed to her like a lady from a noble family.

Old Mrs. Qiao looked at her miserable appearance and sighed heavily, "Look at you, you are a daughter of a noble family, why do you treat yourself like this?"

Aunt Qiao laughed at herself and said, "Aunt, I originally wanted to be a respectable lady, but my father and my elder brother only treated me as a toy for others to have fun. I, your niece, had no choice but to think of this way to humiliate myself."

Who would be willing to be someone else's concubine when they can be the principal wife? Only those who are not in control of their fate would choose such a despicable strategy.

"Everything is determined by fate. It is not up to man."

When old Mrs. Qiao thought of her younger self, she couldn't help but reveal a trace of pity.

The Qiao family started to become officials after her father passed the imperial examination and caught the attention of a fifth-rank official in the Taichang Temple.

At that time, her mother had already exhausted herself from managing the household. After her father passed the imperial examination, he began to dislike her mother because of her old age and fading beauty.

He was in poor health to begin with, and died early after several fits of anger.

Just three months later, her father married another beautiful wife, and with the support of the Taichang Temple, he became a seventh-rank official in the capital.

At that time, she already had a lover, but her father and stepmother were so cruel that they wanted to drug her and give her to his immediate boss as a plaything for the sake of her father's future.

If not for this, why would she have gone to so much trouble to marry into this marquis's mansion as a second wife?

"The Qiao family is rotten to the core."

She sighed heavily, turned and walked out of the prison.

Aunt Qiao looked at her back and held the stove tighter. When the jailer came over, she said in a hoarse voice, "I have something important to report. Please inform Lord Xu."

"Wait."

The jailer had received instructions from Captain Liu long ago, telling him to report immediately if Aunt Qiao was looking for Lord Xu.

Xu Lingyun was sorting out Chunliu's files. When he heard the jailer's words, he immediately put down the files in his hand and went to the cell.

"Sir, I was the one who killed Chun Liu."

Xu Lingyun raised his eyebrows. What happened to Chun Liu was within his expectations, but he was curious about something else.

"What did you threaten Zhang Momo with?"

He checked all of Nanny Zhang's children and found nothing unusual about them, which always puzzled him.

"Zhang Momo's eldest grandson was gambling outside. When he lost, he used his personal jade pendant as collateral to exchange for silver. Liu Pozi happened to see it, so I ordered someone to secretly redeem the jade pendant."

"I see."

Xu Lingyun didn't expect this to be the case. No wonder he sent people to investigate but found nothing.

"You were the one who poisoned Chunliu. Was it you who also poisoned Mama Xu's room?"

"Mother Xu wanted to harm me, but I discovered it, so I played along with her and gave Chunliu the food mixed with poison, and also put another extremely toxic Yang poison in Chunliu's water."

It's already a capital crime, one more or one less sentence won't make any difference.

Aunt Qiao recounted in detail everything she had done, and she also took responsibility for what happened to Mrs. Qiao.

"Wang Momo was also threatened by me to kill Zhang Momo, so you can also settle this case together."

"I know who did this."

Xu Lingyun put his hands behind his back and said, "I will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor will I let a bad person go."

Aunt Qiao smiled and said, "I originally wanted to add another political achievement to your majesty, but I was too self-righteous."

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary."

Xu Lingyun turned around and looked at his lawyer who was writing furiously beside him. After waiting for a moment, the lawyer put down the brush in his hand and handed the written confession to Xu Lingyun.

Xu Lingyun took it and read it. After confirming that it was correct, he said calmly, "Let her sign it."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the prison.

Aunt Qiao returned to the straw pile where she had been before, holding the heater in her arms, and watched the yellow warm sunlight that slowly disappeared from the small window of the cell without blinking.

Bai Yaoyao and Bai Mulin came over carrying food boxes.

"mother!"

Bai Yaoyao walked up to Aunt Qiao and called out with red eyes.

"Yaoyao, Mulin, you are here."

Aunt Qiao moved her legs and feet which were numb and had no feeling at all.

The jailer took the silver from Bai Mulin, took out the key hanging on his waist and opened the lock on the cell door.

Bai Yaoyao walked in carrying a food box. The stench of mold and excrement mixed together in the cell made her stomach churn rapidly.

She held the handkerchief to her mouth and nose, her eyes full of disgust.

If it wasn't for the purpose of maintaining her image as a kind and filial person, she wouldn't even want to set foot in this place.

"Mom, eat something. I asked the kitchen to prepare all your favorite dishes."

Bai Mulin opened the lid of the food box and took out a plate of lamb shanks, a plate of crystal pig's trotters, and a bowl of fish ball soup.

Aunt Qiao had tears in her eyes. She put down the plum blossom hand warmer that had already gone cold, picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands, picked up a fish and put it into her mouth.

Tears flowed down my cheeks into my mouth, and the fishy taste was drowned out by bitterness.

Aunt Qiao took a few bites of each dish and then put down her chopsticks.

She pulled out a white handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped her cheek, and then wiped the corners of her mouth.

"mother......"

Bai Mulin couldn't bear to see her so desolate, so he turned his head away and wiped the tears that were pouring out of his eyes with his sleeve.

"Without your mother by your side, you two siblings will have to support each other."

Aunt Qiao was a little worried about Bai Mulin's future. "Your father is useless. If you have any problems in the future, you can go to your grandmother."

"Well, my son knows."

Bai Mulin suppressed his sobs and nodded.

"Mom can't protect your brother when she's alive," Aunt Qiao touched his face and warned him in the softest voice ever, "Mom is dead... You must study hard and take good care of your sister."

Bai Mulin knelt on the ground, sobbing, "Son, remember this. I will protect my sister and will not let her be bullied."

Bai Yaoyao looked at the mother and son crying in each other's arms, and felt a little moved.

In the words of this world, her former mother was a mistress who was despised by everyone.

Ever since the original wife found out about her and her mother, she came to make trouble every day.

When she was six years old, she was scalded on the face with boiling water, leaving an ugly scar and becoming an ugly person that everyone disliked.

When she was writing this book, she thought that her mother and her father were in love, and the unloved original wife was the mistress, so she created the identity of a concubine.

If I had known that one day I would be transported into the book I wrote, I should have made Aunt Qiao's identity more noble, so that when something happened, she would not have no one to help her.

She squatted down, put her hand on Aunt Qiao's shoulder, and whispered, "Mother, I was enlightened by the Bodhisattva yesterday and have the ability to predict the future. Don't worry, with me here, big brother will definitely rise to the top in the future and be appointed a marquis and prime minister!"

Aunt Qiao exclaimed in a low voice, "The art of foresight?!"

Bai Mulin was also shocked, "Can you predict the future?"

The two of them stopped crying and looked at her at the same time, full of disbelief.

"Ah."

Bai Yaoyao nodded gently, "I can know what will happen in the future. As long as you listen to me, I guarantee that you will be promoted to a high position and rise to prominence in the future!"

"Then do you know what the questions are for the Autumn Examination?" Bai Mulin thought of this year's Autumn Examination and grabbed her sleeve and asked impatiently.