Mrs. Jiang's head was blank, and she was frightened and angry, "You say it again."

What does it mean to attract the Queen's attention?

Every word shocked her, and her palms were covered with cold sweat.

Qiao Qiao sighed deeply, regretting, "It's just a pity that Jiang Yuanyuan's chess piece was ruined in vain."

Lord Jiang subconsciously covered his beating heart and looked at Yun Qiaoqiao in disbelief. Several doubts in his mind finally formed a line and had a reasonable explanation.

He always wondered that no matter how ignorant his daughter was, she would not be able to act recklessly in the palace, and she dragged Yun Qiaoqiao into the water with a hot head.

Who made her feel that she had to act in the palace?

Who made her feel that Yun Qiaoqiao is not lethal?

Who made her feel full of confidence and everything was under control?

This is clearly someone is behind the scenes!

Mrs. Jiang screamed in anger, "Miss Yun, you are sowing discord. Your intentions are too vicious. I don't believe a word."

Her head was in a mess, and she couldn't tell which sentence was true or which sentence was false. Qiao Qiao looked at the self-deceiving woman and curled her lips disdainfully, "Believe it or not, when I left the palace, the queen went to Tianzhu to meet Zong Ziyu. Well, she still admired her very much, but it was right to think about it. After all, it's hard for a woman with ability to believe in a confidant.

Looking for it.”

What she said was orderly, well-founded and well-reasoned, and it was too reasonable. Lord Jiang believed it, and Mrs. Jiang was greatly stimulated. "No, it's impossible."

My daughter died inexplicably, but others took the opportunity to take office?

Qiao Qiao smiled coldly and said, "Maybe you will soon see Zongzi Yu become a prosperous and has a great minister. Maybe your Jiang family will rely on her in the future. What is the point of dying a daughter? Yes?"

Mrs. Jiang's face was blue and she shouted in anger, "Master, come to the palace immediately and ask for a meeting with the emperor, hurry up."

She wanted to ask the emperor in person if it was true.

Lord Jiang scolded him angrily, "No, I can enter the palace as long as I want to? Besides, how dare I enter the palace on this day?"

No one who holds funerals can visit other people's homes, for fear of collision, let alone visit the palace to see the emperor.

If the emperor has anything wrong with it, the Jiang family will be finished.

Mrs. Jiang woke up a little, but she was more unwilling to accept it, "But..."

The beautiful man frowned, "It's not true or false, the truth will be revealed soon."

No matter whether it is true or false, he cannot go to the palace to ask.

Mrs. Jiang's tears came down, her face filled with tears, and her heart was heartbroken, "Yuanyuan, my poor daughter, you died so miserably..."

She was too sad, her body was shaking, and she couldn't help but fall backwards.

Lord Jiang was approaching and grabbed her clothes, "Madam." A light figure rushed over and supported Mrs. Jiang with force, "Mom, my sister's health has never been good. It's because she is not lucky to have such a serious illness. She cannot be resurrected by death. Mom, don't be too sad. If it hurts her body, if there is a spirit underground,

I will be uneasy."

Jiang Shu'er, wearing a snow-white mourning clothes, is pretty and elegant, radiating a strong scholarly atmosphere.

Mrs. Jiang grabbed her daughter's arm and cried in pain, "I feel so distressed. It seems like a piece of my heart has been poached. Yuanyuan is my favorite daughter. This trip will cost me half of my life."

She was really sad. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't stand it. Her daughter died was so unfair.

Jiang Shu'er looked sad and tears in her eyes. She gently advised, "Mom, sister doesn't want you to be so sad. You and us. I will be the most filial daughter to serve my parents, along with my sister's part."

The emotional, filial and well-behaved words touched many guests.

Such a woman is very suitable to be a daughter-in-law, not bad, write it down.

Mrs. Jiang suddenly pushed her away with force and shouted angrily, "You? How can you compare to Yuanyuan? I would rather die than her. She is my pride."

The scene was in an uproar. Is this crazy? Where can I have such a mother?

It is common for parents who are biased, but it is rare for them to be so biased.

Jiang Shu'er was pushed away and looked at her mother blankly, heartbroken, and tears flowed down like pearls with broken threads.

Everyone sympathized with her even more. It was a blessing to have such a filial and good daughter.

Lord Jiang shouted angrily, "Madam, what are you talking nonsense? Shu'er, your mother is too sad and verbally speaking. Don't take it seriously."

He didn't care about his daughter, but no matter that, he couldn't let outsiders laugh. Jiang Shu'er quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and tried to squeeze out a smile, "Father, I understand, my mother is now in a state of grief and unconscious, and she doesn't even know what she said. Besides, my mother was the one who gave birth to me and raised me, no matter how she did it.

I will not blame her, I will be filial to her."

The gentle and considerate words made everyone look at each other with admiration. I didn’t expect that the second lady of the Jiang family was so filial and sensible, which was so rare.

Qiao Qiao watched coldly with her lips slightly curled up. Is there such a pure filial person?

It’s impossible. At least people who grow up safely in the backyard are not fuel-efficient lamps.

As for Dongfang Zetian, he seemed to be watching a farce, full of interest, and the more he was making a fuss, the more excited he was.

Mrs. Jiang didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly slapped her, "I don't care. I don't need you to be filial. I have a son."

She called and beat people, like a madman.

Lord Jiang held her hand and was very angry, "Madam, that's enough."

The first time he saw his wife's unreasonable appearance, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

He even suspected that Shu'er was her biological daughter? Who hurt her daughter so much?

Jiang Shu'er's delicate voice sounded, "Father, it's okay, let your mother ejaculate. She is just too sad."

She is reasonable and understanding, and has gained a wave of favorability, but Dongfang Zetian is exceptional. Because of her biological mother, he has never liked women who are too strong, but he also doesn't like women who are too soft.

If you are too gentle and need someone to take care of, you will be annoyed when you look at it.

Lord Jiang felt sorry for her. The first time she saw this daughter, her well-behaved and filial daughter was the most touching, "You silly child."

The daughter in the family can no longer be handed over to her wife for discipline, she has problems.

As for this daughter who can get married, she will choose a good marriage for her and just marry her.

Suddenly, Mrs. Jiang rushed over like a madman and pushed Jiang Shu'er hard. Jiang Shu'er, who was unprepared, took several steps back, but she still couldn't stand firm and fell heavily to the ground. "Ah."

She fell in front of Dongfang Zetian and Yun Qiaoqiao, inhaled in pain, and looked like she was almost fainting. She looked at her mother blankly, as if she was stupid.
Chapter completed!