I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

Zheng Yue became angrier as he spoke.

She was a person who knew the big picture and understood the overall situation, but she was often broken by Wen Qingzhi's affairs, leading to her cursing. It was obvious that she really treated Wen Qingzhi as her own family and really felt sorry for her.

Even though that person is her sister-in-law, so what?

The only person she cared about was Wen Qingzhi. If she made Wen Qingzhi unhappy, Zheng Yue would not be friendly to her, not to mention her sister-in-law, even to her own mother.

"Yuer, you're getting more and more outrageous."

Zheng's mother was worried that Wen Qingzhi would be unhappy, so she stopped her.

Wen Qingzhi smiled and said, "It's okay." "Sister is just speaking up for me, mother, there's no need to scold me."

After saying that, she added, "There's nothing wrong with what Sister said."

She said this, but in her heart she was thinking about how much silver the things Jiang Yao smashed were worth.

Fortunately, this courtyard was originally intended for the Zheng family to live in, and they didn't use the old items from the Marquis' Mansion...

Oops!

Thinking of this, Wen Qingzhi's expression became stern and she stood up instantly.

"Azhi?"

Everyone was startled and looked at Wen Qingzhi with a mechanical expression, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qingzhi turned her head stiffly, her expression still nervous, "There are many things in her room that were left by my brother when he was alive..."

Her expression became nervous, and she turned around and ran out.

As he turned around, his robe hit the teacup, knocking it over and dropping it to the ground. As it shattered, water splashed onto Wen Qingzhi's skirt.

The brewed tea leaves stuck to the hem of her skirt and began to dance with it, leaving a touch of spring in the silvery-white snow scene.

Her back as she hurried away, with her skirt stained by tea leaves, looked particularly disheveled.

The road was slippery due to the snow, and even though it had been swept many times, she still almost slipped several times.

"Girl! Girl, please slow down!"

Chunyu chased after her, but couldn't catch up, and watched Wen Qingzhi disappear before his eyes.

No one expected that Wen Qingzhi could run so fast. Even Zheng Lin, a tall and straight man, was left behind by her.

The family chased after Wen Qingzhi until they entered the yard, and then they saw her standing straight at Jiang Yao's door, motionless.

The Zheng family had never seen Wen Qingzhi lose her composure like this. In their eyes, Wen Qingzhi had always been a calm and ruthless person. Although she would smile a little when she was with them, most of the time she was just shooting at them.

Or perhaps it was Wen Qingzhi's best mask.

But today, there was a hint of panic and uneasiness in Wen Qingzhi's eyes, which was all caught by them.

'Snapped'

The sound of porcelain breaking rang out from the room, and everyone's heart tightened. Their eyes fell on Wen Qingzhi's straight back, and they dared not say a word.

"Azhi."

Zheng Lin caught up and looked through her.

The house was littered with broken ceramic debris, and books scattered on the floor were soaked with water stains. There was also a broken teacup with the tea leaves scattered everywhere.

Not far away, there were several scrolls lying there, with clear shoe prints on them.

"Azhi..."

Zheng Lin stood behind Wen Qingzhi and clearly noticed that her aura was getting lower and lower, and she was emitting a chilling coldness all over her body.

He wanted to reach out and pat Wen Qingzhi, but he saw Jiang Yao looking at them with red eyes, holding up an exquisite inkstone in her hand and smashing it to the ground in anger.

"don't want--"

The moment Jiang Yao threw it down, Wen Qingzhi ran towards her, but her foot slipped and she fell to the ground with a "bang".

She fell flat on the broken pieces of porcelain, which pierced her palm and penetrated into her flesh. Blood immediately flowed out, staining her cloak red.

"Azhi!"

Zheng Lin stepped forward, helped her up, and let her sit down.

When he lowered his head, he saw several fragments stuck in Wen Qingzhi's palm, and Zheng Lin felt heartbroken.

As they were talking, the Zheng family members walked in.

When they saw Wen Qingzhi was injured, they all came over to show concern.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yao felt only irony.

She was clearly the homeless person who was murdered, so why were all these people siding with Wen Qingzhi?

"Azhi, bear with me for a while, I'll pull out all these fragments first!"

Zheng Lin was about to take action when Wen Qingzhi dodged him.

She looked coldly at her stabbed hand, reached out indifferently to pull out the fragments, and let the blood flow out.

She stood up and said to the Zheng family in front of her: "Mother, please make way."

Seeing Wen Qingzhi so 'dispirited', they didn't dare to refuse.

After everyone moved aside, Wen Qingzhi looked at the devastation on the ground and her heart ached.

It was as if a huge hand of the Five Elements was squeezing her heart, slowing its beating.

Yes……

'Wen Qingzhi' is in pain.

"What are you doing?"

Even though she was extremely angry, she suppressed her emotions and asked Jiang Yao, "These are all things that my brother left behind when he was alive. How could you destroy them like this?"

Wen Qingli left very few things behind, and most of them were in Jiang Yao's room.

At first, I thought that since she was Wen Qingli's wife, it was only right for her to be given the gift.

But now, Wen Qingzhi just felt that she was totally wrong!