On the day of rebirth, I took my baby to find Jiuqiansui to recognize his relatives

Zhao Shangqi took out a knife from his sleeve and walked towards him viciously.

Just as he was about to step back, he was hit hard in the knee.

Her legs hit the ground so hard that her scalp numbed with pain.

The child in her arms was frightened and started crying loudly.

The tip of the knife cut his fair face and pain surged into his body like a tide.

Her eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and she held her breath and clenched her teeth.

The blood blurred my eyes and everything around me was scarlet.

Her right arm was broken by force, and she trembled with pain.

The loud cry of the baby in her ears forced her not to faint.

"The punishment of tattooing the face is a collective punishment. This evil child will also have his face tattooed."

Zhao Shangqi pointed the tip of his knife at the child like a poisonous snake spitting out its venom.

"I was sent here personally by Governor Wu..." Jiang Yanwan gasped with blood in her eyes.

"You abused private punishment. If Governor Wu knew about it... do you think the abbot would protect you..."

She endured the excruciating pain from the knife and spoke with difficulty, her eyes sharp.

Hearing this, Zhao Shangqi stopped.

What if I offend Governor Wu...

I felt a little scared, but I couldn't swallow that.

She took the knife and slashed Jiang Yanwan's face three more times. "In that case, you take the blame for him!"

After saying this, they left proudly like victorious roosters.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Jiang Yanwan collapsed to the ground, half-closing her eyes and coaxing the child.

The abbot knew about this and advised her not to cause trouble. He gave Zhao Shangqi a mild reprimand and the matter was over.

Zhao Shangqi's father was a member of the Ministry of Revenue, in charge of the warehouse department, and he usually took care of the Taoist temple.

Therefore, the abbot turned a blind eye to many of Zhao Shangqi's actions.

Zhao Shangqi was used to doing whatever he wanted in the Taoist temple, but suddenly he was humiliated by Jiang Yanwan and was depressed for several days.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Shihua ordered her maid to send her a small box of jewelry.

The maid passed on the message: "The young lady said that this is an apology for what happened a few days ago. Jiang Yanwan was ignorant and angered the Taoist priest. She will need the Taoist priest to discipline her in the future. It would be best if she could never stand up again."

Zhao Shangqi nodded slightly and stared at the jewelry enviously.

She will definitely treat Jiang Yanwan well in the future...

As time goes by, the leaves on the trees turn from lush green to light yellow, then fall silently and turn into dust to nourish new green.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Yanwan cleaned the manure pit, chopped wood and poured water, and she looked very haggard.

The Prince of Jin sent someone to deliver a letter to her. The letter was full of love and loyalty, saying that he would try every means to save her from the dire situation, but there was no actual action taken.

He is indeed a pig's hoof, all talk and no action.

In her previous life, she was always bewildered by these sweet words. In order to please King Jin, she tried poisons and poisonous insects on herself, which damaged her body. However, she was executed as a witch.

The memory of the stinging pain of lingchi made her break out in a cold sweat.

In this life, she would never easily expose the fact of witchcraft.

The corners of the room were filled with bottles and jars, all of which were filled with poisonous insects that she raised.

The environment of the Taoist temple is harsh and it is difficult for poisonous insects to survive.

The magical thing is that after A Yan chats with the insect, the insect will survive.

A Yan carefully held the jar of poisonous insects and placed it on the windowsill. The beads in his hand made a crisp sound when they hit the windowsill.

He murmured: "I will gain weight after basking in the sun..."

The gurgling sound of milk woke Jiang Yanwan from her nightmare, and she looked at her child tenderly.

Without him, life would be too difficult.

Calling him A Yan also means hoping that he will have peace and happiness in his life.

"Bang!" The door was suddenly slammed open by someone.

Zhao Shangqi walked into the house holding dirty clothes, "These need to be washed today."