The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Song Nansheng became a little crazy because of his anger.

His facial features were distorted and his eyes were red, as if he was about to swallow the other person into his stomach the next moment.

Zhou Musheng, who was standing behind Old Madam Zhou, turned pale and trembled as he heard what Song Nansheng said.

She opened her mouth but dared not say anything and could only hide behind Madam Zhou.

Seeing this, Jiang Wanqing said sympathetically, "Sister Nan Sheng, you are an unmarried woman. Getting pregnant before marriage is already a shameful thing. Now that the child is gone, isn't it destined to happen?"

When Song Nansheng heard this, he turned around and looked directly at Jiang Wanqing, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

I couldn't help but ask, "My cousin's wife seems to be very happy about the fact that I lost my child? Could it be that you are the one who caused me to lose my child?"

Jiang Wanqing wanted Song Nansheng to doubt him openly.

However, he still pretended to be puzzled: "How can Sister Nan Sheng suspect me? I have no grudge against you."

Although Song Nansheng was extremely weak, he still pointed at Jiang Wanqing.

He gnashed his teeth and complained, "In this mansion, besides you, who else would attack me? My aunt and I are like mother and daughter, so she certainly wouldn't do that. Mu Sheng is still young, so she wouldn't do that either. That third sister is just a decoration in the mansion, staying in her own room all day, not caring about worldly affairs, how could she use such despicable means!

Only you! Only you! Are you jealous that I grew up with my brother Gu, or are you jealous that I have a good relationship with Mu Sheng? So, you are thinking of ways to take revenge on me..."

Or maybe Jiang Wanqing really discovered what happened between her and Brother Zi Gu?

Of course, without 100% evidence for the following words, Song Nansheng didn't dare to say them out loud.

However, the other evidence was enough to point to Jiang Wanqing.

Old Madam Zhou looked at Jiang Wanqing deliberately.

After listening to Song Nansheng's words, it seemed to make some sense.

However, it would be a good thing if Jiang Wanqing could be pulled into the water.

Old Madam Zhou also put aside her previous resentment towards Song Nansheng.

Then he sneered: "Jiang Wanqing, you wouldn't really attack Nan Sheng out of jealousy, right?"

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Zhou Musheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, everyone's attention is focused on Jiang Wanqing, and no one will pay attention to him.

The maids around looked at Jiang Wanqing and their expressions changed again and again.

Jiang Wanqing would naturally not admit to something that she "didn't do".

At that moment, he said, "Sister Nan Sheng, what you said is ridiculous. Zhou Zigu is dead now, why should I be jealous of you? If you died earlier and reunited with him in the underworld earlier, maybe I would be envious.

As for Mu Sheng, what's wrong with having another person who loves him? I have my own daughter whom I love so much, and it's a good thing that Nan Sheng is willing to share the burden with me."

Jiang Wanqing explained one by one.

The maids nodded again, and they all thought it made sense.

Old Madam Zhou was a little confused for a moment.

Song Nansheng sneered: "You are so sharp-tongued. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't suspect anyone else in this mansion!"

Jiang Wanqing picked up the handkerchief, wiped his eyes, looked quite aggrieved, and leaned slightly on Shui Yun.

Shui Yun's face was solemn, and she looked at Song Nansheng as if he were a dead person.

He said coldly, "Miss, what you said is too cruel. If the master hated you, why did she let you live in her dowry farm for such a long time? She also gave you money from her pocket every month. You are just throwing bowls and cursing at your mother."

When Song Nansheng heard this, his face turned red.

But he argued: "They only give me a few hundred silver dollars every month! I paid several thousand taels of gold to Xiao Xiaotong Mu Sheng! How dare you ask for that much money!"

Jiang Wanqing choked up, wiped her eyes and looked at Song Nansheng.

He asked, "Could it be that Sister Nan Sheng regretted spending money on Mu Sheng? It's all my fault as your sister-in-law. I thought you were willing to spend money on them. If I had known that Sister Nan Sheng would always feel resentful, I would not have accepted it."

Song Nansheng was suddenly speechless and couldn't come up with any words to defend himself.

But she realized too late that Jiang Wanqing had digressed from the topic.

Then he said, "Don't change the subject! Now let's talk about you poisoning my child!"

Jiang Wanqing waved her handkerchief and stopped crying.

Looking directly at Song Nansheng, "I don't want to be framed by Nansheng's sister, so why not investigate and find out who the real murderer is! Since they used blood-activating medicine, it must be something they took orally?"

The doctor at the side said at the right time: "Looking at how ill Miss Cousin is, it must be the medicine she used last night or today."

Jiang Wanqing also spoke up: "Last night... I was not at the Marquis of Xingchang's residence, how could I have attacked Sister Nan Sheng?"

Song Nansheng sneered: "You are not here, but you are still here in this house!"

After saying that, Song Nansheng thought carefully in his mind about what he had eaten from last night to today.

Then he shook his head: "I have not eaten anything since last night, except that Mu Sheng bought me some sour cakes. Mu Sheng will not harm me. Besides, I have not had a good appetite these past two days, so I didn't eat much."

Upon hearing this, the doctor tentatively said, "He didn't eat much. I think the food must have been poured into the swill bucket. I can go check it out."

Madam Zhou then ordered, "Come here, take the doctor to the kitchen."

After a while, a maid took the doctor away.

Song Nansheng looked at Jiang Wanqing coldly: "You are responsible for the amount of food. If there is really a mistake in the amount of food, you can't escape the blame!"

Jiang Wanqing didn't care: "Even if it was about food, there were many people involved. Before the evidence was found, everyone in this mansion could have attacked Sister Nan Sheng. Sister Nan Sheng chose to suspect me alone. It really makes me... feel chilled."

Song Nansheng stopped talking, looked away, and his eyes were red.

Old Madam Zhou glanced at Jiang Wanqing with some resentment.

With a somewhat blaming tone, "If you hadn't insisted on going out for the night and hadn't kept a close eye on Nan Sheng's food, clothing and daily expenses, how could such a thing have happened! You knew that Nan Sheng was pregnant, yet you had to be so harsh on her."

Jiang Wanqing suddenly laughed out of anger.

Can this be blamed on her?

He immediately retorted, "Sister Nan Sheng's fiancé died, and I sympathize with her, but she never married into my Xingchang Marquisate.

Besides, her last name is Song, and her family members are not all dead yet. It is she who has the audacity to stay in the Marquis of Xingchang's Mansion!

Since the mother-in-law decided to keep her, she should be responsible for her!"