Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Zhao Ziyu saw that Jiang Lanyue and his servant did not have the upper hand, but stood under the tree, trying to find a way to deal with him, and said fearlessly:

"If you have the guts, come and catch me. If you don't, just disappear from my sight."

Jiang Lanyue was deeply irritated by his words. When she turned around to look for a wooden stick, she did not see the servant carrying manure and bumped into him directly.

In an instant, the wooden barrel was overturned, and the manure water inside soaked her from head to toe. The stinking smell of manure filled the air.

During this brief moment, Jiang Lanyue felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. The stench of feces went straight into her nostrils, making her stomach churn. She was almost nauseated and almost vomited.

"Ahhh!"

The entire back garden was filled with shrill screams, as if they wanted to tear a hole in the sky.

The servant who was carrying the manure water saw that he had gotten into trouble, and he was so scared that he knelt on the ground, trembling, and kept kowtowing to admit his fault:

"I, my slave, deserve death. I beg Miss Jiang to forgive me."

Yingchun was so frightened that she didn't care about her cramped hands and was so anxious that she circled around her master:

"Oh my God! What should I do?"

Tian Cheng couldn't help but burst into laughter, pointing at her embarrassed appearance, and deliberately provoked her:

"Oh, it stinks, it stinks, even if you wash off a layer of skin, I guess the Marquis will never want to touch you again in this life."

Song Wanyin stood far away, raising her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose. The smell of feces was really overpowering.

This has finally put an end to Jiang Lanyue's arrogance and taught her how to be a good person. I hope she will remember it in the future.

Zhao Ziyu was sitting on the branch, almost laughing to death, tears streaming down her face:

"Hahaha, if you do bad things, even God can't stand it anymore."

Jiang Lanyue was dizzy from the stench of sewage, and her whole body was in disarray:

"You, you damned slave dog, don't you have eyes?

This is the back garden of Prince Jing's mansion. Why are you carrying manure water here in a place like this?

Aren't you afraid of being punished by Prince Jing?"

The servant replied tremblingly:

"Miss Jiang, please calm down. I am just following your orders.

Princess Jing has always liked to grow some flowers and plants, and specifically instructed the servants to take good care of the flowers and plants in the back garden.

I took advantage of the time when the masters were drinking at the banquet to fetch manure water to fertilize the flowers and plants.

When the banquet is over, the stench will naturally dissipate."

Seeing that he was still making excuses, Jiang Lanyue wanted to cut him into pieces and soak them in sewage until they rotted and stank.

"That's enough, shut up!

I think you bumped into me on purpose, obviously wanting to embarrass me in such an important occasion.

I will go to Princess Jing to complain later, and you will be in trouble then!"

The servant was so frightened that his face turned pale and his forehead was bruised. He kept begging for mercy:

"Miss Jiang, I know I was wrong. I deserve death. I beg you to spare my life."

Jiang Lanyue looked at him, all dirty and upset, like an angry and rampaging lioness, stumbling around trying to find an outlet to vent her anger.

Unexpectedly, even the maidservant closest to him kept away from him, and he became furious.

Suddenly, she felt her stomach churning and couldn't help vomiting.

The whole back garden smells so pungent and unpleasant that it is hard to describe.

Yingchun was at a loss as to what to do and surrounded her. She wanted to help her, but it was difficult to get close to her. She cried helplessly:

"Girl, girl, are you okay?"

Jiang Lanyue was about to vomit bile. She was so weak from vomiting that she rushed forward and bumped into a tree trunk in panic.

In an instant, the bird's nest fell from the branch and hit her right on the head, and bird droppings were all over her face.

Jiang Lanyue was petrified in an instant. She never expected that misfortunes never come alone. Her patience had reached its limit at this moment, like a volcano about to erupt.

"what!"

She kicked and hit the tree trunk in anger, and the trunk began to shake violently. Zhao Ziyu, who was on the branch, lost her grip and fell down in fright.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Wanyin quickly stepped forward, stretched out his arms and caught Zhao Ziyu steadily.

The figures, one big and one small, rolled to the side due to inertia.

Song Wanyin held Zhao Ziyu tightly in her arms the whole time, willingly serving as a human cushion, which prevented him from getting hurt at all.

However, she sprained her wrist and ankle and felt severe pain.

When Tiancheng and Ningxi saw that their master was injured, they screamed and rushed forward immediately.

At the same time, Xiao Jingheng, Song Wanfeng, Gu Qingchen, who rushed over after hearing the noise, as well as Prince Jing and Princess Jing who followed closely behind, happened to witness this scene.

When they smelled the stench coming from the back garden, expressions of disgust appeared on their faces.

Princess Jing saw that her precious son was in trouble. She rushed forward in fear, hugged her son in her arms, and examined him carefully:

"Zi Yu, please check on mother. Is she injured anywhere?"

Zhao Ziyu was afraid that his mother would worry about him, and was about to say that it was okay, but when he saw his father Wang winking at him, he immediately understood and wailed:

"Ouch, mother, my head hurts so much, I feel dizzy when I look at anything now."

Upon hearing this, Prince Jing flew into a rage and turned around to angrily scold Jiang Lanyue:

"You came to my back garden without saying a word, trying to murder my prince. What exactly is your intention?"

Jiang Lanyue was struck by lightning, she was speechless, she felt like the sky was falling, she was so scared that her face turned pale, she didn't care about her image at all, she knelt down with a plop:

"Prince Jing, Princess Jing, please calm down. This matter is not what you see..."

At this time, Song Wanfeng, who was checking Song Wanyin's injuries, interrupted Jiang Lanyue anxiously:

"Sister, why are you hurt?

Oh, my wrists and ankles are red and swollen. I'm afraid I've injured my bones.

It will take a hundred days to heal this broken bone, and it will probably take several months to heal."

Song Wanyin's injury was actually not as serious as her brother said. It was just a sprain at most and would be fine after applying some ointment.

However, she frowned in understanding, and acted with a look of pain on her face:

"Hiss, brother, be gentle, it hurts."

When Xiao Jingheng saw her crying out in pain, he instantly lost his composure and immediately stepped forward to check on her injuries, with some anger between his brows:

"Jiang Lanyue, you are so bold that you dare to openly murder the prince and the county lady in Prince Jing's mansion. What crime should you be punished for?"

Gu Qingchen was so frightened that his face suddenly changed. He ignored his injuries and limped to Prince Jing and Princess Jing, kneeling down and begging for mercy:

"I beg Prince Jing and Princess Jing to show mercy and forgive Lan Yue for her unintentional mistake."

Prince Jing gnashed his teeth and said:

"Spare her? That's easy for you to say. The prince will inherit my legacy in the future.

If you get hurt in the head and develop a disease later, can you, with your weak bones, bear the responsibility?

Someone come! "