Princess Menglang is hard to change, the whole capital is embarrassed for her

The lights in the secret room of the Wen Mansion were dim.

Several of the top bosses of the Great Zhou Dynasty gathered in Shen Li's space, watching the scene in the secret room.

Da Zhao and Wen Wanying were tied up tightly and thrown on the ground. Nanny Zhuang was "kind-hearted" and couldn't bear to see them in such a miserable state, so she dragged the two people who were lying on their backs up and placed them next to the box.

There was no hourglass in front of her, and Madam Zhuang didn't know what time it was. She looked up and around when she heard a voice behind her say, "It's time to wake them up."

When I went to look for it again, I couldn't see anything.

Only the dim light flickered from time to time, and the shadows of the lights swayed on the swaying wall.

Nanny Zhuang is not afraid of any ghosts or gods. She is a person who is not even afraid of death. Her only belief in life is to avenge her son. In her heart, ghosts and gods may be afraid of her.

Before nightfall, Shen Li came to the Wen Mansion and suddenly appeared in the room where Nanny Zhuang was resting alone. Nanny Zhuang was not frightened at all. Instead, her confidence increased greatly after seeing Shen Li's abilities with her own eyes.

Shen Li asked her to mention those who were killed when interrogating Da Zhao, especially not to leave out the officials' families. Although she didn't know why, she was willing to listen to Shen Li's advice.

She knew that the voice that woke her up just now was Shen Li's, and she also guessed that Shen Li was hiding in some corner she didn't know about, watching her.

We can wake them up, right?

Okay, wake him up then.

Nanny Zhuang picked up a bowl of water and poured it on the faces of Da Zhao and Wen Wanying.

The mother and daughter shuddered and slowly woke up from their coma.

As soon as I open my eyes.

This is where?

The darkness before him was unsettling, and when he tried to move, he realized he was still tied up.

Wen Wanying raised her eyes and looked at Aunt Zhuang who was sitting there staring at her and her daughter quietly. "Are you crazy? What do you want to do? Let me and my mother go."

She struggled and found the rope was tied very tightly. She was furious, her eyes blazing with fire as she glared at Madam Zhuang. "You poisoned the food tonight, didn't you? You're so bold! Don't you know you'll be hanged alive if you betray your master? Quickly release me and my mother, and I won't pursue what happened tonight. Hurry up, what are you still standing there for? Come here."

Nanny Zhuang didn't say anything, just watched her struggle quietly, and she felt a sense of pleasure as if she was about to crush an ant.

"Madam Zhuang," Madam Zhao spoke, "if you have anything to say, please talk to me. Just tell me what you want. We've been master and servant for decades. What's so difficult to discuss? Why would you do this? Am I right?"

Nanny Zhuang suddenly burst into laughter, and as she laughed, tears began to come.

She stood up and walked to Wen Wanying. Without any warning, she raised her foot and kicked Wen Wanying in the mouth.

The kick was so powerful that it broke Wen Wanying's lips and blood came out.

"you......"

Mrs. Zhao was furious and wanted to stand up and take action, but she suddenly realized that she was still tied up and couldn't move. She was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at the blood flowing from the corner of her daughter's mouth, and she finally began to panic.

"Madam Zhuang, you...what are you doing? You've watched this girl grow up. Have you forgotten that she's loved lying on your back since she was little, and she's always been closest to you?"

At this time, Wen Wanying was in so much pain that tears were coming out.

Her lips quickly swelled up and she couldn't open her mouth to speak. She could only stare at Madam Zhuang hatefully, wishing she could eat her alive.

Madam Zhuang snorted coldly at the mother and daughter in front of her, and spat, "Close? Are you talking about how she used to pinch me with her nails at such a young age and forced me to say it was comfortable? Or how she insisted on pricking me with her needle to make me bleed while I was embroidering, and then clapped her hands and laughed with joy. And what were you doing at that time? My dear madam, you smiled and said that your daughter was brave and not afraid of blood. Haha, isn't she afraid of blood? I might as well let her bleed more today."

After saying that, he walked closer to Wen Wanying and raised his foot again. Wen Wanying was so scared that she wanted to hide behind Da Zhao, but her body and legs were tied tightly and she couldn't move at all.

Then Madam Zhuang kicked over and hit him right in the nose, and blood gushed out of his nose.

"What do you want to do? Madam Zhuang," Madam Zhao shouted sharply, her voice changing. "Don't tell me you really don't want to leave yourself..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

It's no wonder she didn't realize the danger at first. It was because that old servant, Madam Zhuang, had always been submissive in front of them. And now that she dared to attack them, mother and daughter, wasn't it simply because she didn't want to leave any room for retreat?

Oh my God, she and her daughter are in danger!

Da Zhao realized it later and her face turned pale.

"Madam Zhuang," she lowered her voice and said softly, "Let's talk it over. I know you feel wronged. How about this? First, you can untie me so I can sit up. Then we can discuss how to compensate you. Tell me whatever you have in mind. Any terms are negotiable. I'm willing to agree to them."

Madam Zhuang glanced at her coldly, sat back in her chair, and spat at her twice. "Are you willing to agree to everything? Any terms? But I don't want anything anymore. My son is dead, killed by you and your mother. I don't have any hope anymore, so what's the point of talking to you?"

Her gaze fell on Wen Wanying, whose face was covered in blood. "You little bitch, you're still threatening to hang me, haha, come on, hang me, and see who will die today, you or me."

Mrs. Zhao was extremely flustered. Looking at the increasingly crazy look in Madam Zhuang's eyes, she felt like she couldn't even breathe.

"Madam Zhuang, Madam Zhuang, please talk to me nicely. Please be magnanimous and don't argue with a child. I beg you, Madam Zhuang."

"Bullshit," Madam Zhuang spat in the face of Madam Zhao, her eyes filled with disgust. "You still have the nerve to talk about your decades-long friendship with me? When my son was beaten to death by that little bitch, why didn't you even think of our past friendship? When you beat your old servant to death for the slightest mistake, why didn't you remember their past friendship? How dare you talk about friendship? You vicious woman with a heart of a snake and scorpion, tell me how many people have you killed? When you wake up in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid that those wronged souls will come to find you?"

At this point, her eyes changed and she suddenly laughed, "I almost forgot, you also killed several officials' families. Ha, I should have told those officials about this. Tell me, if they knew their families died at your hands, would you and this little bitch be skinned alive?"

"Forget it, there's no need for that. It doesn't matter whether the officials know or not. You two are going to die anyway."