The legitimate daughter is reborn, her life is still with her

It's just that the Zhou Mansion has declined, and Mrs. Zhou's time is running out. Aunt Zhou is anxious, and it's not like she hasn't begged the Marquis of Jing'an. Aunt Zhou can even find the other courtyard with her eyes closed, let alone beg for mercy. She couldn't even meet Marquis Jing'an. The gatekeeper of the other courtyard saw her coming from a distance and immediately closed the door tightly. No matter how she cried and knocked on the door, he wouldn't open it!

But now the hope can only fall on Zhou Jiaqing...

Mrs. Zhou had a feeling of depression rising in her heart, but she couldn't hold it back. Looking at Zhou Jiaqing's smiling eyes, but there was an indifferent expression in her eyes, why didn't she feel angry and powerless in her heart...

After a long time, Mrs. Zhou sighed, "You are about to become a princess, so some things will be easy to handle. As the saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots. After all, Haiyang is your second uncle. Let him be buried properly. This request is nothing." , Second girl, in the past ten years that you have been in the house, your grandmother has never treated you badly. She has always provided you with the best food and clothing. You..."

It sounds nice, but it's just that Marquis Jing'an is in the palace, so it's not easy to abuse Zhou Jiaqing under his nose.

Having finally said this, Zhou Jiaqing smiled slightly, with a deep coldness in his tone: "Perhaps, old lady, you should first tell me how my grandmother was killed by you?"

Mrs. Zhou was stunned for a moment, her eyes showed a hint of panic, and she paused, "You...what did you say?"

"It's very simple. Madam, if you tell me the truth, I will convince the patriarch and father to bury the second uncle's body next to my grandfather." Zhou Jiaqing said calmly.

The reason why Mrs. Zhou persists until now is simply to protect her only son’s death. In her heart, she can have and raise more grandchildren, but she only has one son, and she values ​​Zhou Haiyang more than anything else. important.

The old lady looked away and said vaguely: "What are you talking about? Your grandmother has been lingering on the sick bed and passed away due to illness. How can you make such nonsense and say that it was me who caused it..."

"Second uncle's body has been stored in the prison for many days. According to Da'an's laws, any corpse in the prison that is unclaimed will be thrown into a mass grave tomorrow..."

"Second Miss, you have also seen that the old lady is already ill! You can't listen to these nonsense!" Grandma Zhou shouted sternly. Although her tone was stern, she did not have the courage to really confront Zhou Jiaqing.

The Marquis of Jing'an severed the relationship with the second wife and would not claim it. Meng Rou would not take it seriously because of Meng Shangshu's instructions. Every time, she would be excused by people's slightest words, not to mention the remaining Aunt Zhou. Even if grandma wanted to take it, she was secretly blocked.

Zhou Jia ignored Aunt Zhou, looked at Mrs. Zhou who was pretending to be calm on the couch, and said slowly, "I guess the old lady also knows this law. My poor second uncle can't rest in peace when he dies, and his body will be killed by wild dogs and wolves." "Gnaw, you really have the same ending as your eldest brother, but you are really a father and son, and they have the same fate. Old lady, do you think the second uncle is pitiful?"

"Second Miss!" Grandma Zhou couldn't help but shouted again.

Zhou Jiaqing's lips curled up, "Mama Zhou is really a loyal servant. She interrupts me time and time again. Are you afraid that I will accomplish what the old lady asked me to do?"

"Of course not." Grandma Zhou quickly denied.

"Then you'd better shut up, otherwise you have to ask the clan leader for the burial of your second uncle!"

As soon as these words came out, Aunt Zhou's face turned pale. Zhou Jiaqing's words made her heart tremble. It's not that she had never asked the clan leader, but the clan leader, like Marquis Jing'an, didn't want to see them. If it weren't for Zhou Haiyang's possession of the old Marquis' The bloodline may be expelled from the family tree.

"Old madam, you have been shrewd all your life, and you have also planned for your second uncle your whole life," Zhou Jiaqing said with a smile, "In the end, my second uncle is suspected of rebellion. How can a person with such bad deeds still be on my Zhou family tree?"

"How dare you?" Mrs. Zhou stopped being kind and said angrily, "Zhou Jiaqing! I underestimated you. You deliberately mentioned this to make me angry. I can't fight you, but he is your second uncle! You If you don't say you want to help him, but you still dare to expel him from the family tree, I tell you, this is a big mistake!"

After saying that, Mrs. Zhou coughed violently.

"Help him?" Zhou Jiaqing sneered twice, really disdainful.

"Besides, Haiyang's family is dead and you are safe and sound. What else do you want to fight for? They are deliberately trying to make your life miserable, but aren't you living well here now?" Mrs. Zhou With the help of Aunt Zhou's tapping, he slowly stopped coughing, looked at Zhou Jiaqing steadily, and said in a deep voice, and then coughed again.

If Li Yaxuan's coolness followed her mother's family, the Li Mansion, then Zhou Haiyang and Zhou Jiahao's selfish coolness came from Mrs. Zhou. It's true that one family does not stay in the same house.

If the plot is not successful, can we deny the original bad intentions?

Zhou Jiaqing stood up and looked down at Mrs. Zhou condescendingly. Perhaps she felt that Zhou Jiaqing's attitude was indifferent enough. Mrs. Zhou's cough gradually weakened, and she couldn't help but change her attitude and said, "Zhou Jiaqing, how dare you speak to the ancestors of the Zhou family?" Do you swear in front of me? Swear that no matter what the truth is, you will bury Haiyang in the Zhou family as promised..."

"Old Madam, I'm afraid you have forgotten that you are the one asking me for help now. But I have no patience anymore. I hope that Old Madam will take care of herself and take good care of her health." Zhou Jiaqing turned around and wanted to leave.

"Second Miss, you...can't be so heartless...The Second Master is your second uncle. I beg you to help the old lady, help your second uncle...Second Miss...please..."

Zhou Jiaqing turned a deaf ear to Aunt Zhou's pleas and strode away.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou had no choice but to call out to Zhou Jiaqing, "Wait, I said..."

Seeing Zhou Jiaqing stop, Mrs. Zhou's expression paused, but Zhou Jiaqing said again: "I hope you don't try to trick me. Madam, you only know that your second uncle died in prison, you don't even know who killed him." I don’t think my uncle’s soul can rest in peace underground. After all, I know that he was killed.”

Hearing that there was something fishy about Zhou Haiyang's death, the old lady felt at ease. She didn't forget to ask between coughs: "You said...who harmed my son..."

"The second uncle and the emperor's concubine are not clear, so..." Zhou Jiaqing deliberately did not finish his sentence, looking at the old lady's frightened expression with great satisfaction, and joked: "So, old lady, you'd better tell the truth, what happened after the second uncle's death?" There will be less stains.”

The old lady calmed down for a while and then said weakly, "Back then, after I entered the mansion..."

It turned out that after Mrs. Zhou entered the house, she accidentally discovered that Zhou Jiaqing's grandmother's illness was not incurable. After looking at the prescription, she realized that someone wanted her to die slowly.