Marquis Wenchang has been very anxious these past two days.
It wasn't that Lord Kangde was embarrassing him, but that the ladies outside had almost drowned him in tears these past two days.
We can't blame them. Who would have thought that Kangde County Lord would suddenly take all those children to the Marquis Mansion. Although Lord Kangde promised that she would treat her children fairly and justly, the emperor could always go back on his words, let alone an old woman who lost her son?
The ladies outside are going crazy, fearing that they will receive bad news about their children in a few days.
Marquis Wenchang finally hid in the study to take a breath, and then remembered the culprit, Mrs. Qin. He asked Li Wanzhou: "How about Mrs. Qin?" It was really strange. He had become more and more dependent on Li Wanzhou recently. The followers that he used to use easily in the past were not so easy to use in comparison with Li Wanzhou.
Li Wanzhou said calmly: "The Lord has ordered people to tie her up and prepare to bury her with the prince."
"Oh, it's all this little bitch's fault. Don't let such a bad-minded little lady die happily. In this way, you can go and have a look when you have time, lest the lady of the county be reluctant to torture her. . By the way, I have to go and see the children and see... Hey, just take a look." That day, Lord Kangde made him swear that the Marquis of Wenchang would not dare to touch his wife's troubles for a while. .
"My slave, I obey." A smile appeared on Li Wanzhou's lips.
Marquis Wenchang suddenly looked at him intently: "Speaking of which, sometimes when I look at you, I feel that you really look like an old friend."
Li Wanzhou smiled slightly and said: "Master Hou has seen countless people, so he feels that I look familiar to you."
"No, no, your appearance is very handsome, like a Jiangnan person, but with some characteristics of a Central Plains person." Marquis Wenchang said, "I think of your parents, one must be from the South and the other from the Central Plains. "
Li Wanzhou was still smiling: "The Marquis guessed it right. However, they both passed away when I was very young, and there are no relatives in the family. Therefore, I don't know which of my parents is from Jiangnan or who is from Jiangnan." People from the capital don’t know.”
Marquis Wenchang then smiled and said: "You are lucky enough to have no father or mother, but you can still live to such an old age."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand: "Stop talking about this, please massage my acupuncture points quickly. These women are annoying me every day."
Marquis Wenchang closed his eyes.
Li Wanzhou still had a smile on his face, but the smile looked scary and tight.
He pressed the button for Marquis Wenchang for about two-quarters of an hour, and Marquis Wenchang fell asleep soundly. Then he stood up slowly, closed the door, and walked towards the orange garden where the child was kept.
Lord Kant now locked all eight children in the orange grove and let them cry non-stop.
Outside the orange grove, a row of rough ladies were waiting, not to mention the children. Even a fly that flew out would be killed.
Seeing that it was Li Wanzhou, the attendant at the Marquis' side, the leading lady still gave her some dignity: "Brother Wanzhou, are you free today?"
Li Wanzhou was born well, and he didn't have any airs on weekdays, but he was a little cooler.
He had a distant smile on his face: "Hello, sisters, thank you for your hard work."
There was obviously a huge age difference, but he still wanted to call her sister. This is even better than stuffing money.
The mother-in-law had a smile on her face: "It's not hard, it's not hard." But she lowered her voice and said, "Brother Wanzhou, the children are fine, they are just crying a lot. The county prince is coaxing the children inside right now. , please don’t worry, Lord Marquis."
Li Wanzhou still stuffed money into her hand: "If anything happens in the future, please let me know, sisters."
The purse was heavy, and the old lady weighed it, and then whispered: "A child was sick last night. The Lord asked the doctor to come and see him, but the child was young and refused to take medicine..."
Li Wanzhou listened and smiled gently: "Sisters, thank you for your hard work. I will bring you good things next time."
The mother-in-law was stunned by her sister's voice: "Okay, okay. Brother Wanzhou, walk slowly."
Li Wanzhou left calmly. The old woman looked at his upright figure and swallowed: "I don't know what kind of young lady this young man can take advantage of."
The one guarding Qin Xiangxiang was a group of five big and three thick guards.
It seems that Lord Kangde is very afraid of Mrs. Qin.
Li Wanzhou walked over calmly and glanced at the leading nurse: "I was ordered by the Marquis to come and see the situation."
The Marquis still had the final say in the house, and the nursing staff knew it very well, so they didn't say anything and silently stepped aside.
As soon as the door opened, an unpleasant smell rushed out from inside.
The room was slightly darker than outside. Li Wanzhou let his eyes adapt to the darkness before slowly walking in.
As soon as he entered, he saw the huge ice coffin placed in the middle of the house.
Lord Kangde was so interesting that he tied Mrs. Qin next to Song Mingjie's coffin. Li Wanzhou slowly looked at Qin Xiangxiang, and unexpectedly met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Li Wanzhou approached Qin Xiangxiang and removed the wet rag from her mouth.
"The Marquis Mansion is quite interesting, and they come to visit me one by one." Qin thought about it and finally could speak.
Li Wanzhou's eyes fell on Qin Xiangxiang's right leg. There was some blood on her dress. Lord Kangde must have tortured her.
"Mrs. Qin is working for Nangong Wenyue, right?" Li Wanzhou casually picked up the soldering iron in front of him. Lord Kangde was well equipped.
"Tsk, you're holding a soldering iron. Do you mean that if I admit it, you'll give me a blow like this?"
"Haha. Madam Qin is probably frightened, afraid of these instruments of torture, right?" Li Wanzhou held up the soldering iron and stared at Qin Xiangxiang with his eyes.
"Who is not afraid? Do you like to be tortured? Then I wouldn't mind putting a few marks on you. Do you want to make it look better?"
"Mrs. Qin is very sharp-tongued, but I don't like it." Li Wanzhou held up the soldering iron and slowly approached Qin Xiangxiang's mouth, "How much does Mrs. Qin know about Nangong Wenyue?"
"The jade tree is facing the wind, he is handsome and noble, he loves food and cares about the people." Qin Xiangxiang was only a millimeter away from the soldering iron and spoke quickly.
Li Wanzhou narrowed his eyes: "Madam Qin, don't treat others as fools."
"If you admit that you are a fool, then there is nothing I can do about it." Qin Xiangxiang's vision became clearer again, and he could see Li Wanzhou's ugly face.
"That day at Fan Lou, you had a secret conversation with Nangong Wenyue. Li Feng surrendered that night and admitted that he had killed his father. If this matter has nothing to do with you..." Li Wanzhou's hand moved forward slowly, and the iron was pressed against Qin Xiangxiang's hand. face.
He suddenly chuckled: "No one believes it."
It was really uncomfortable to have the soldering iron pressed against my face. Li Wanzhou laughed, and Qin Xiangxiang also laughed: "Of course I want to have a relationship with Nangong Wenyue. I admire him, I want to marry him, I want to marry into the Nangong family and have a taste of Zhongming Ding's food..."
Before she finished speaking, she was slapped hard on the face with a branding iron: "Stop talking to me such nonsense here!"
The blowing with the soldering iron really hurts. Qin Xiangxiang felt a salty taste in his mouth, as if he was bleeding. Her face was probably swollen from being photographed.
She was still smiling: "I just love to talk nonsense."
"Ha. You do have some backbone. Aren't you working for Nangong Wenyue? Why doesn't he come to save you?" Li Wanzhou pressed the soldering iron hard against Qin Xiangxiang's face.
Qin Xiangxiang was so painful that he could not speak. Hong Xiu always thought she was thin, and now her face must be swollen and round.
Li Wanzhou threw the soldering iron on the table and clapped his hands: "It seems that in Nangong Wenyue's heart, you are just a dispensable chess piece."
"I just like him, he looks tall and superior." After the pain passed, Qin Xiangxiang squeezed out these words.
"It's boring." Li Wanzhou said, hands behind his back, and walked out leisurely.
"Hey, wait." Qin Xiangxiang suddenly called him.
Li Wanzhou turned back with a sinister look: "Ms. Qin, do you want to tell the truth?"
