The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

Immediately afterwards, high and low voices echoed: "Gao Jiulang, you are actually writing poetry. Everyone is waiting."

"Writing poetry? Let him say something first, hahaha..."

"Kuroro, you are so old and you still can't speak?"

"Kuroro, as long as you say a word, I will still marry you, so just say it."

"Jiulang, how about I listen to what you say?" Xiao Wenniang looked at Jiulang with a smile.

Jiulang's face was unhealthily red, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He clenched his fists and it could be seen that he was very nervous and scared. But when he met Xiao Wen's eyes, he stood up straight and opened his mouth: "Zhan, Zhan , dip..."

"Hahaha, what are you staining? Can't you shake it off if you stain it?"

Jiulang couldn't recite the following verses, and everyone below was laughing like crazy.

"So it turns out he's a stammer and can't speak completely?"

"A person who stutters has to imitate other people's recitation of poetry. If he doesn't boil dumplings in a teapot, how can he pour them out?"

"It can't be poured out. It obviously can't be poured out."

"What kind of little lady is this kind of person after? He's calling me mother here, ah, mother, ah, mother... I know he's calling me mother, but if I don't know, I think he's calling me my mother, hahaha..."

"His mother is so awesome. She's almost fifty and she's still jealous of him."

It's not like that, it's just jealousy, but she is a mother and she also loves Kuro.

"Kiulang don't want it!" Ms. Zhao finally felt something was wrong below. Their words were like sharp swords piercing her heart. She was forced to have no way out, let alone Jiulang?

"Jiulang, don't do anything stupid." Ms. Zhao noticed that Jiulang's legs were shaking and he looked down blankly, as if he was about to jump.

Zhao shouted: "Jiulang, this is nothing, we will be fine, we will be fine."

Xiao Wenniang took out a knife and pointed it at her mouth: "Jiulang, I heard that the flesh in your mouth was born with deformity. I know a doctor who said that it will be fine if you cut it open. Do you want to try it?" ?”

"Get out of here, get out of here, won't the knife kill the person? Why is Xiao Wen Niang so vicious?" Mrs. Zhao scolded Xiao Wen Niang.

Only then did she realize that forcing Jiulang to a high place and making people laugh at her was all Xiao Wen's mother's fault.

"Xiao Wen, get out of here, where did Jiulang offend you?"

Xiao Wenniang's knife approached Jiulang, and Jiulang shook his head in fear, "Wen, Wenniang, you, why..."

"Why do I want to hurt you? Do you think I'm hurting you?" Xiao Wen's wife waved the knife leisurely in her hand, and said with a sarcastic smile: "You alone, dare to like me? You stutter, you know I don’t know if I’m being laughed at by others, they say how come someone with a stutter likes me, is there something wrong with me!”

"Oh, I'm a good person, why do you like me, you stammerer?" When Xiao Wen's mother said this, she swung the knife at Jiulang, her eyes widened and looked extremely vicious.

Kuro was so frightened that his feet slipped and he almost fell.

There was a scream below.

Fortunately, Jiulang was pulled by a young man next to him.

The young man was obviously a little scared, and said to Xiao Wenniang: "Forget it, what if the Gao family finds out?"

"How could the Gao family know? None of us showed our faces." Xiao Wenniang said with a smile: "Besides, what can we do if we know? He and Ye don't like him, so how can we still complain for him?"

"We are just outsiders. We will treat him how his family treats him. What's wrong?"

Mrs. Zhao suddenly turned around and faced Xiao Wenniang fiercely.

But Xiao Wenniang couldn't see her at all and was unmoved.

Xiao Wen's mother approached Gao Jiulang: "Jiulang, do you know why you came to this world? Because your mother was jealous of a concubine. She wanted to give birth to you when she was almost fifty. She asked you to learn poetry and songs just because of her. If you don’t know how to do it, you can’t compare to others, so if I force you, she won’t love you.”

"You, Aye, don't even love you. You're still old enough to have a son. I only like Hachiro. What do you mean you're still alive?"

"Mother Xiao Wen!" Mrs. Zhao had never seen such a vicious girl. She didn't say a single curse word, but every word was heart-breaking.

How can she be so bad?

"Jiulang! Jiulang!" Mrs. Zhao knelt on the wall and cried: "Don't listen to her. My mother asked you to learn for the sake of your life. Otherwise, you will be bullied for the rest of your life. Jiulang..."

Gao Jiulang had tears in his eyes and his eyes were scarlet. Xiao Wenniang originally thought that he was going to jump down, but Jiulang suddenly turned around and wanted to get down.

Xiao Wenniang frowned: "Why are you so shameless? If I were you, I would die long ago."

"I will not die, my mother-in-law is waiting for me, waiting for me!" Jiulang slowly climbed down. Xiao Wen's mother narrowed her eyes, suddenly took a step forward, and pushed Jiulang down.

"Kuro!"

Mrs. Zhao watched Jiulang fall into the water and flutter, but he was stammering and couldn't even shout for help.

The ships below all acted based on Xiao Wenniang's expression, but no ship went to rescue him.

"Kuro!"

Zhao's heart was broken and she also jumped down.

"Aunt, are you awake? Did you really hear clearly what Jiulang told you this time? Do you want you to send your new wife there quickly? Let's not waste time."

Mrs. Zhao opened her eyes and saw Xiao Wen Niang kneeling beside the couch, looking at her with concern.

The young lady has delicate and handsome features, with peonies on her hair, and an indescribable aura of nobility around her that would make anyone look at her and say "wealth is the flower of the world".

But why is her heart so dark?

What Jiulang wants to say to himself most is that if he doesn't die, he will find A Niang. He knows that although A Niang forces him, she also loves him.

His Jiulang is not lonely at all and wants to get a wife.

Kuro just wants to live.

Mrs. Zhao raised her hand and slapped Xiao Wenniang hard: "Vicious woman! Your heart is like a snake and a scorpion. You harmed me, Jiulang."

Xiao Wenniang didn't know what went wrong. Those people were bribed by her. It was impossible for anyone to tell Mrs. Zhao?

Just because Zhao had the dream?

She covered her face and looked at Zhao in shock and anger, but soon she said: "Aunt, you may be stimulated."

Then he stood up and ran outside.

This is Chengenhou Mansion, not her own territory. She wants to run out.

Zhao didn't even have time to put on her shoes, so she shouted: "Come here, come here, arrest Xiao Wen Niang."

Xiao Wenniang ran to the door of the courtyard and was stopped by a servant. Her almond-shaped eyes widened and she said, "My father is the prime minister of a country. Who of you dares to stop me?"

"She killed Jiulang." Zhao ran out with disheveled clothes and bare feet.

While the servant was hesitating, Feng Ying, who had been sitting in the hall, stood up and grabbed Xiao Wenniang's wrist: "Madam wants to talk to you. I'll find out if it's you. I'll find out. Why are you running away in such a hurry?"

"Bitch, you dare to touch me?" Xiao Wen's mother raised her hand to hit Feng Ying, but was caught by another soft hand.

Wang Duan asked Xiao Wenniang to face him and said: "Mother Wen, I have called Chang'an County to come over. You should know about the Taoist priest you found who killed a good woman, right?"