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

Jiang Wanqing, who was standing by, listened to the embroiderer's accusations against the two of them, and couldn't help but feel that the scene before her was somewhat familiar.

He turned his head and looked at Mo Yu beside him: "Do you feel that this scene is familiar?"

Mo Yu nodded, frowning and saying, "My cousin was in the same situation before, and she was almost killed by someone."

The embroiderer cut He Qingfeng's face again and again until she felt exhausted. He Qingfeng's face no longer looked like a human being.

However, his mouth was still opening and closing, and one could vaguely tell that he was still alive, but he was only breathing his last breath.

Jiang Wanqing, who was standing by, also felt that He Qingfeng looked a little creepy.

But seeing the crazier look on the embroiderer's face, she had no words to stop her.

Just by looking at the embroiderer's anger, one could tell how much suffering she had endured at the hands of those bandits, which was why she wanted to make He Qingfeng's life a living hell.

Now that He Qingfeng has fallen into the hands of the embroiderer, it is natural for her to execute him.

Perhaps the embroiderer was tired, she finally stopped what she was doing and looked directly at He Qingfeng.

She looked at He Qingfeng's half-closed eyes, raised the dagger in her hand high, and stabbed it hard at the heart position in He Qingfeng's chest.

Finally, He Qingfeng closed his eyes.

Closed my eyes forever.

Mrs. He, who was standing by, seemed to have a telepathic connection. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the blurry face of He Qingfeng.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, with fear in them, but he couldn't utter a word, and his eyes gradually filled with tears.

The embroiderer, her face covered in blood, looked at Madam He standing beside her.

Mrs. He felt the embroiderer's gaze and her eyes met hers.

Suddenly his eyelids twitched and his face was filled with fear.

Madam He opened her mouth and said, "Don't... don't kill me, I... was wrong..."

Before she could finish her words, Mrs. He fainted again.

The embroiderer just glanced at Mrs. He but did not take any action.

Instead, he slowly stood up, turned around and looked at Jiang Wanqing.

The embroiderer sniffed, then picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood off her face.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and said, "Madam, will his current state cause you any trouble?"

Jiang Wanqing glanced at He Qingfeng behind the embroiderer, frowned, and there was a hint of disgust in her eyes.

Then he said, "It's okay. Throw him into the mass grave. After wild dogs eat him, no one will recognize him. But as for this woman, aren't you going to deal with her?"

The embroiderer glanced at Mrs. He who was lying on the ground.

After a pause, he explained, "In the final analysis, the murderer behind this matter is He Qingfeng, and she is just an accomplice. Madam, please throw them both into the mass grave together. No, you can't throw them into the mass grave together... I want to throw one of them into the mass grave to feed the wild dogs, and throw the other into the lake to feed the fish."

A sinister look flashed across the embroiderer's face. It would be too easy to just let these two people go.

Jiang Wanqing heard this and nodded.

I responded, "Okay, I'll do as you wish. I hope that after today, you can let go of the past."

The next second, the embroiderer knelt directly in front of Jiang Wanqing.

When Jiang Wanqing saw the embroiderer like this, she hurried forward and wanted to help her up.

But the embroiderer was kneeling straight on the ground, unwilling to get up.

The next moment, the embroiderer said, "Now that the scumbag and the bitch are dead, it was Madam who avenged this hatred for me. From now on, my life will belong to Madam. I will use all my abilities to help Madam achieve what she wants."

After hearing this, Jiang Wanqing did not dissuade Xiu Niang from living for herself as she did before.

Because she knew that after encountering these things, the embroiderer's mentality had changed, and she regarded He Qingfeng and his wife as her enemies.

Now that her enemy has been silenced, I think Xiuniang has no regrets in her heart anymore.

If I could become an embroiderer's new obsession, that would not be a bad thing.

Jiang Wanqing looked at the embroiderer kneeling in front of her and reached out to pat her on the shoulder.

Then he said, "Give you three years. Can you expand Lingxiu Pavilion? I want not only the business of the capital, but also the business of the entire Central Zhou Dynasty and even the four surrounding countries."

The embroiderer raised her head and looked at Jiang Wanqing.

There was a hint of determination in her eyes: "I can do it! Since someone can open up the Silk Road, I can also open up an embroidery road!"

"Okay!" Jiang Wanqing curled the corners of his lips: "I didn't misjudge you. I hope you can work hard towards your new goal. Do you know why I want to develop my own power in secret?"

As Jiang Wanqing spoke, he helped the embroiderer up.

This time, the embroiderer did not refuse.

She stood up and shook her head, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Then he asked, "Why?"

The figure of Zhou Zigu appeared in Jiang Wanqing's mind, with a hint of pain in her eyes.

She said in a cold voice: "It's just because of what He Qingfeng did to you, my husband, the Marquis of Xingchang Marquisate, also used those methods on me, so I secretly developed my power to fight against him."

Hearing this, the embroiderer suddenly showed a look of disbelief.

Then he said, "He is a marquis, why is he like this? If he were an ordinary citizen, it would be understandable, but now, he is already the marquis of Xingchang Marquisate, why would he do this? He is not short of money or power."

The embroiderer didn't understand because she had never been in this position.

Jiang Wanqing explained: "This is the result of greed. Even though He Qingfeng has taken over your father's shop, he is still not satisfied and still wants to open this Yuxiu Shop in Beijing.

If a person gets something, he will want more. This is true for He Qingfeng and Zhou Zigu. "

Upon hearing this, the embroiderer couldn't help but frown.

Suddenly she remembered something and said, "But aren't you the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo? The Duke of Zhenguo is a first-rank minister, what can he do to you?"

Jiang Wanqing laughed out loud and asked, "Yeah, what can he do to me? But what if the person behind Zhou Zigu is more powerful than my father?"

A person who is more powerful than the Duke of Zhenguo...

The Duke of Zhenguo was already a minister of the first rank.

Aren’t the ones who are more powerful than him... those in higher positions?

The embroiderer couldn't help but take a breath.

Seeing the embroiderer like this, Jiang Wanqing smiled and said, "What? Are you scared? If you are scared, I can let you go free now."