Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

Hou Hao was dead, but He Miaomeng was completely unaware. She had only thought he was a pervert, but she hadn't expected him to be such a sickly person. He even sat there a few times, smugly, and threatened, "Let me out now! Otherwise, my parents will definitely not forgive you!"

Meng looked at the blood on the corner of Hou Hao's mouth and screamed in horror, "Son! My son!"

She grabbed He Miaomeng's hair and threw her to the ground, "Get out of here!"

Then he said to the maids, "Hold her down! I'm going to give her a good beating later!"

"Yes."

The servants trapped He Miaomeng. He Miaomeng pulled at the quilt and screamed. After a few seconds, the quilt was torn off again, leaving her naked with a handkerchief stuffed in her mouth.

The servants were deliberately making trouble for He Miaomeng because they saw Meng's expression.

Meng hugged Hou Hao's head and called out repeatedly, "Hao'er! Hao'er!"

Hou Hao didn't react at all, his eyes were loosely closed and his head hung limply.

Meng's heart skipped a beat and she quickly put her finger under Hou Hao's nose, but there was no sound. Not giving up, she put her ear on Hou Hao's chest and was pricked.

"Ah! Son!"

Hou Hao was too thin, and his broken ribs stood up and poked Meng's face. Meng looked down and saw three bones that seemed to be about to pierce the skin, right in front of her.

"My son! You, you, you died so tragically!"

Mrs. Meng burst into tears, feeling extremely heartbroken. She had originally wanted Hou Hao and He Miaomeng to consummate their marriage, to have a happy marriage and to have a child. However, she had not expected that her son would be killed. If she had known this would happen, she would have rather not have done it. Then her son could have lived a few more days.

"Ooooooooooooo, my son!"

Mrs. Meng cried miserably, and the servants around her turned pale. It was all over, the sky in the mansion had completely fallen.

He Miaomeng was also very scared. She just sat down for two seconds, so how could the person die?

There was something stuck in her mouth and she was whimpering, unable to say anything. She could only look around anxiously, and as she looked, she found a familiar face.

The one wearing kudzu green clothes and having a big mole on her hand, isn't she Madam Peng, the housekeeper of the Marquis's family? When the Marquis's family went to the He family to discuss the betrothal gifts, she brought Madam Peng with her. He Miaomeng was deeply impressed by her big mole.

A terrifying thought popped up in He Miaomeng's mind. Could this be the Hou family? No way?

She desperately moved her body to look at the face of the woman in the red dress. Oh my God, it was really Mrs. Meng! Last time she was wearing purple clothes, this time she was wearing red and dressed festively. She didn't recognize her just now.

He Miaomeng sat back softly. The cold ground was not as cold as her heart.

It's over, it's really over. Although I don't know what happened, it's her who married into the Hou family, not He Chanling. Now she has killed Hou Hao. Everything is heading towards the worst outcome.

He Miao dreamed of killing He Chanling, that big bitch. She must have been the one behind all this! Damn it, wouldn't it have been better for her to just marry into the Hou family? Why did he run away? Why did he put her in such a dangerous situation?

Bad people never blame themselves for being bad, they only blame others for resisting, and He Miaomeng is the same.

But right now is not the time to think about these things. He Chanling will find a way to deal with it later. The most urgent thing is to rescue herself!

He Miaomeng decided to play the victim, which was a tactic she often used.

So, when Meng rushed over hysterically and strangled He Miaomeng's neck, He Miaomeng squeezed out two lines of tears, put on the most pitiful look, and looked at Meng eagerly.

But this trick didn't work. Not only did Mrs. Meng not relent, but her rage grew even stronger. She slapped He Miaomeng in the face, "Bitch! Why are you pretending to be wronged? Weren't you quite ruthless just now? Don't use this trick against me. Go find a man who would be more useful!"

After a few more hard slaps, He Miaomeng's face became red and swollen, and she felt dizzy and dazed. Meng no longer cared about the official's wife's demeanor, and she started to slap and pull, tearing off a lot of He Miaomeng's hair.

During the struggle, the handkerchief in He Miaomeng's mouth fell out. She was finally able to speak and shouted impatiently, "Madam Hou, it's a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding, I didn't mean it!"

"Misunderstanding, you bitch! Didn't you kill my son on purpose? If you hadn't sat down hard a few times, would my son have died?"

"I, I, I..."

He Miaomeng was speechless, unable to utter a word, "Madam Hou, I really didn't know that was your son. If I had known, I would have definitely shown mercy!"

"Show mercy to your father, you still want to show mercy? How dare you say you'll show mercy to me? You're a jerk who can't even speak a word!"

Meng pulled hard, and He Miaomeng's hair fell out again. She screamed in pain, "I won't dare to do it again, Madam Hou, I won't dare to do it again! I really don't know how I got here, wuwuwuwu..."

He Miaomeng cried in pain, she was really wronged.

Meng sneered, "I don't know shit! How could you not know what your parents did? Why are you pretending to be innocent? Let me tell you, this trick won't work in front of me! It's just that your scheme against He Chanling failed, so you're just trying to counterattack!"

Meng was still not satisfied with the beating, so she turned sideways, panting, and shouted to the maids, "Use whatever tricks you have, torture her!"

"Yes!"

The maids rushed forward. They had many ways of torturing people. He Miaomeng was naked now, and they could twist her to death.

Then they picked up the towel and stuffed it into his mouth. One of them pinched his hand, and the other started twisting it, twisting wherever the flesh was tender, three or four times. He Miaomeng had never suffered such torture before, and tears welled up in her eyes due to the pain.

The other nanny had an even more malicious trick. She had been doing needlework for many years, and there was a needle stuck in the corner of her clothes. She took out the needle and started to prick He Miaomeng's fair skin, leaving small blood blisters on it, which looked so painful.

This time, He Miaomeng really couldn't bear it anymore, it was really painful!

She struggled desperately, her strength suddenly increasing, and she shook off several maids. She took out her handkerchief and shouted hysterically, "Let me go!"

He Miaomeng crawled towards the door, shouting as she crawled, "Dad, Mom, save me, save me!"

The sound was extremely miserable, like a pig about to be slaughtered.

In fact, He Miaomeng had no idea whether her parents had come or not. She just called out naturally. When people are desperate and helpless, they will unconsciously call out for their parents, just like when they were children.

He Miaomeng was the same, lying on the ground, her nails covered in blood, calling for her mother repeatedly.

Meng thought of Lin outside and said anxiously, "Quick, cover her mouth!"

Nanny Peng stepped forward and covered He Miaomeng's mouth. "Madam, are you still going to make trouble?"

"No, now that there's no one around, strangle her to death and bury her with my son!"

"this......"

Nanny Peng didn't dare to take action. After all, He Miaomeng was the housekeeper. If she was killed, the Jingzhao Prefecture would definitely have to take action. It was completely different from beating and killing a little maid.

He Miaomeng's eyes widened. What the hell? He was going to kill her and bury her with Hou Hao? Too cruel!

She struggled even harder, "Wuwuwu!"

Nanny Peng also has her own little thoughts. Although Meng is yelling fiercely now, she is stimulated by Hou Hao's death, so she says these words to vent her anger.

She could say it, but they, the servants, could not do it, especially such a thing as killing an official's daughter. If they really did it, when the Jingzhao Prefecture inquired, Meng could just shift the blame to her. Then she would be the one to be beheaded, and Meng would be blameless. Wouldn't her death be in vain?

Thinking of this, Peng agreed verbally, but her hands loosened quietly, and He Miaomeng broke free!

He Miaomeng was really scared. She didn't care about her naked body anymore. Nothing was more important than her life. She just pulled the bolt and ran away!

Peng cried out, and fell backwards, falling to the ground, still shouting, "Don't run!"

She acted well in this play, and Meng sighed, "It's really useless. Go and chase her!"

"Yes!"