After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

Cheng Wanxin's brows were instantly filled with murderous intent. She was still mournful, but her tone was chilling enough to scare Zhu Ying: "How did you know about my mother's illness when you were in my yard? If you knew that my mother could be saved, why didn't you come earlier? What was your intention?"

Zhu Ying was trembling like Shen, and knocked her head to the ground. She didn't dare to look at her, and said in a trembling voice: "Your servant, I have heard of such symptoms, and I roughly... roughly understand..."

Cheng Songan's long sword moved from Shen's head to Cheng Wanxin's forehead behind Cheng Zhongwen. Taxue behind her immediately stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Ying, dragged her to Feng's couch, and threw her over and said, "Hurry up!"

Zhu Ying reached over Feng's head with trembling hands and gently picked her up. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Shen shout, "Zhu Ying, Madam's precious body is worth a lot of money. You must think carefully about this!"

Zhu Ying was about to do something and was so scared that she almost threw Feng down. Fortunately, Lin was watching and caught her immediately. She slapped her in the face and said, "Asshole! Are you trying to kill my wife?"

Zhu Ying knelt down tremblingly and turned her head to look at Shen. The latter's eyes were red and full of fear and threats. She didn't dare to look at her again and turned her head quickly, her mind in a mess.

Cheng Songan swung the long sword in his hand backhand and stabbed it two inches into Shen's chest. Blood gushed out from the tip of the sword. Shen screamed and staggered while covering the wound.

Cheng Zhongwen was completely stunned and thought his daughter was really crazy. He tried to snatch Cheng Songan's sword, but Cheng Songan dodged it and the tip of the sword pointed at Shen again.

"You are looking for death, I will grant your wish!" Cheng Songan's voice was as cold as if it came from hell, and Shen Shi ignored the pain and crawled to her feet and said, "Miss, it is my fault, I admit it! Kill me!"

Cheng Songan held the bloody sword in his hand and lost his patience: "I want my mother to live. If you continue to be stubborn, I will let you see her and that evil creature die under my sword immediately!"

No one else understood what was going on between her and that bastard, but Shen's face turned pale immediately, her shoulders and back slumped, and she collapsed to the ground like mud.

Cheng Zhongwen asked suspiciously, "Yun Dai, what are you talking about?"

Cheng Songan walked past him and looked at the person behind him, but Cheng Wanxin calmed down instead, his expression did not change, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was so strange that it was hard to understand.

Cheng Wanxin said softly, "Sister, you are too sad. You should go back and rest for a while. I and the two aunts will take care of mother's funeral affairs."

Cheng Songan slowly raised her sword. She had lived for two lifetimes and had never bothered to fight with her own people in the backyard. But if they came before her eyes, she would not miss the chance to kill them in vain. If she didn't want to fight, she would do it simply by killing them with one sword. She didn't care if she was her stepmother or second sister!

The sword was halfway raised when it was suddenly grabbed by someone. Shen used up all her strength to grab the bloody sword with her bare hands. She charged forward with her chest thrust forward. The sword pierced through her flesh and blood chest and she fell to the ground. Her body slipped from the sword and warm blood dripped onto the ground. Cheng Songan acted as if he didn't hear anything. He just said angrily with red eyes, "Do you think your sins will be forgiven if you die? What can I do to her?"

"Ah!" Within one day, his wife was critically ill, his good concubine was in a trance, and his beloved concubine died in front of him. Cheng Zhongwen seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, like an animal with its bones and muscles pulled out. He fell to the ground, hugged Shen in his arms, and roared in suppression and disbelief.

Shen held on for a breath, struggled out of his arms, crawled towards Cheng Songan who was pointing the sword at Cheng Wanxin, weakly grabbed her skirt and begged: "Miss, don't...save your sister...don't kill..."

After that, her hands lost their strength and she died, leaving only a bloody handprint on Cheng Songan's skirt.

Cheng Wanxin knelt down slowly, stretched out her slender hand, and held Shen's hand. However, her eyes were indistinguishable, and she even laughed softly, "Auntie, why are you so silly?"

At this moment, Feng, whose body had been stiff, suddenly struggled violently, making hoarse sounds, her hands reaching out to grab at the air, and her legs kicking wildly. Lin could not hold her for a moment and cried out, "Aying! Aying!"

Cheng Jining and Cheng Yanping immediately stepped forward to help hold her down, and also cried, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Songan's eyes were bloodshot, he was on the verge of despair and madness, he desperately stabbed towards Cheng Wanxin's heart, he had only one thought in his mind: since rebirth had killed his mother early, then let's die together!

But Zhu Ying rushed over regardless of everything, wanting to block the sword for Cheng Wanxin. Just as she was about to be stabbed to death by the sword like Shen, she was suddenly stopped by a Zen voice - "In the previous life, it was me who killed him, and in this life, it was him who killed me. We are enemies in a twisted way. When can we let it go? Why don't I stop killing first, and my kindness will be endless."

The sword in Cheng Songan's hand fell to the ground. As if he finally saw hope, he stumbled out the door. He stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately he was supported by Li Wenbin.

She asked incoherently, "Did you hear that? Master Minghua is here, hurry up and invite him in!"

Li Wenbin looked at his eldest daughter in confusion and sadness. She was so noble and elegant in the past, but now she was so embarrassed and even a little obsessed. Where was Master Minghua?

Haitang and Qiangwei also noticed something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward to support her, saying with tears in their eyes: "Miss, if you are sad, just cry. Don't be like this, it makes me sad to see you..."

Cheng Songan was so anxious that he shook them and said, "Go and invite Master Minghua in, quickly!"

Haitang and Qiangwei looked at each other and felt even sadder. Where was Master Minghua?

Mudan couldn't bear it, so she ran out and said, "Don't worry, young lady. I'll go and invite..."

Cheng Songan finally felt relieved and ran to Feng's bedside, smiling and crying, "Mother, Master Minghua is here. I have a feeling he is here for you. He has a way to cure you. Please hold on for a while."

Cheng Zhongwen was covered in Shen's blood. Looking at his eldest daughter who was talking nonsense, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Cheng Wanxin coldly watched everything that happened in the house, with a weird smile on her lips all the time. She sat quietly in a corner, watching a show. Zhu Ying at her feet had fainted a long time ago.

"Girl, girl!" Mudan's surprised voice came from outside, "Master Minghua is really here! He is really here!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Master Minghua, who was standing behind her, turned around with his cold and frail figure, bowed slightly to the people in the room, and said, "Amitabha!"

Even Cheng Zhongwen, who did not practice Zen or worship Buddha and did not believe in retribution in the underworld, felt a strong desire in his heart at this moment: This monk is here to save people!