Chapter 70 Who Do You Want to Get Rid Of?

o explain Does she want my life What right does she have""What right Just because you tried to ruin our young lady's reputation!" Zhuier was truly fed up with Ye Lianmian and also disappointed in Mu S...Just when Xiao believed she was about to die, Mu finally got pulled away.

Ye Feiyu and Ye Qingmei held tightly onto their mother, while Jinxiu also pulled Xiao Shi as far away as possible.

Ye Jing looked at Xiao Bai for a moment, then walked towards him with concern and asked, “Xiao Bai, how are you”

Knowing he didn't want to get involved just now, and he did indeed not interfere. He remained seated in his chair calmly as Xiao Shubi was gripped tightly by Mu Qianqiu.

For a moment, he truly wished Mu Qianqiu would strangle him to death and get rid of his wife. That way, he wouldn't have a legal wife, and he could openly bring Chang Xueqiao back home. He could even make Wushuang his legitimate daughter. He wouldn't have to look at Madam Xiao's face anymore, nor endure Xiao Shubi's domineering oppression.

The master of the General's Mansion should behave like a master. He would no longer be the meek Second Master, he must stand tall and proud, just like the old days when he was known as Night View Return.

Unfortunately, Xiao Shubi didn't die after all. Mu Shi was pulled away by the two children. He had no choice but to step forward to show concern and ask questions, to be sincere, to appear worried, absolutely not letting Xiao Shi see any clues.

Xiao Sh beyaz did not notice, because she had no energy left to care about anything else. Mu shi was squeezing her so hard that she couldn't breathe, it felt like her neck was broken. She had to gasp for air desperately to stay alive.

Night view in a booming voice accused Mu: "What are you doing This is murder!"

Just as she finished shouting, the Xiao clan matriarch finally calmed down. Her first reaction was to demand Ye Jing Sheng: "Kill her! Kill her for me!" Her crazed expression gave everything away, completely forgetting that she had been thinking about asking Ye Wenyan to treat her daughter's face and try to reconcile with the eldest house as much as possible.

After a while of shouting, she realized the scenery was beautiful and stopped. She got angry again and started yelling, “You good-for-nothing wimp!”

He hated most when people called him a spineless coward. These days, he'd already been bullied enough by his colleagues in the palace, and now being scolded by his wife made him lose his temper. Seeing Mrs. Mu still acting like "you are all murderers" also enraged him.

"Who is the murderer Your daughter is alive and well, so who is the murderer" He rushed forward, grabbed Mu Shi's collar, and slapped him without hesitation.

As Ye Feiyu shoved her, she was too late to stop him. Ye Qingmei impulsively threw herself onto her mother's body, wanting to take the blow for her. Unfortunately, she didn't land in the right place.

Mu Shi was slapped hard in the face by Ye Xing, blood trickling from the corner of her lips. Her ears were ringing and her vision blurred.

At night, the situation was still escalating. Ye Feiyu suddenly rushed forward, gripping his wrist tightly, "Uncle Two, you went too far! She's your sister-in-law, a husband beating his wife... this would ruin your reputation if it got out!"

Ye Feiyu was usually the gentlest person, but gentleness didn't mean he had no temper. Just like now, he had to desperately control himself to prevent his hand from slapping Ye Jing's face. He kept reminding himself, "A younger generation should not hit an elder. It wouldn't be a good look if this got out." Originally, it was their mother's place to discipline them. If he hit Ye Jing again, his mother's efforts would have been for nothing.

Ye Qingmei hugged Mu Shi and wept, while Mu Shi's eyes stared straight ahead, completely unconcerned about the blow she received. All she kept muttering was: "Murderers! You are all murderers!"

The night scene was spectacularly majestic as Ye Feiyu threatened, "Let go, you little brat, or I'll cripple you!"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the hall, clear and crisp, yet shrill and piercing — "Ye Wan Sheng, who do you want to cripple"

Everyone turned their heads, and saw Ye Wenyan in a pure white robe, drifting into the room like a ghost.

The moment Xiao saw Ye Wenyan, a surge of fear washed over her. It was as if this girl had truly died, and now the spirit of the deceased had drifted in, come to pay respects on the seventh day after her passing.

Night View was stunned for a moment. In the blink of an eye, he felt a chill on his wrist. When he looked again, it was Ye Feiyu who had let go of him, replaced by Ye Wenyan's grip.

He only knew that Ye Wenyan's complexion had been especially pale these days, deathly pale. But this was the first time he noticed that Ye Wenyan's hands were also so cold, icy cold.

He began to think wildly, wondering why she needed the sixth prince's warm jade. Could it be to warm her own body But the warm jade had been taken, so why was her hand still so cold

"What's Second Uncle thinking" Ye Wenyan's voice came again, "You haven't answered my question yet, who do you want to get rid of"

Ye Wan Sheng jolted back to her senses, finally regaining her composure. Looking at Ye Wen Yan's pale face again, the harsh words she had prepared vanished. She stammered, "It was your mother who pinched your aunt first."

"So what Shouldn't she have pinched" Ye Wenyan curled his lips. "My mother's hand is still too light. If I were there, as long as her neck was close to my hand, I could kill her in the blink of an eye. Do you believe it"

She gripped his arm, pulling down the one that had been raised to meet her gaze. "Don't hold it so high, I'm short and it takes all my strength just to reach. Wasn't it with this hand that your uncle beat my mother Well, come with me."

Her voice wasn't loud, but everyone in the hall could hear her clearly without any strain. She dragged Ye Xing under the night sky with just one hand. The burly man was like a chicken being dragged behind her. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. Ye Xing became so flustered that he started to question his life.

Finally, Ye Wen's footsteps came to a halt. As people looked on, they saw him stop beside the fire pit.

She asked Ye Jian again, "Are you sure this hand was the one that killed my mother"

The night view was stunned, "What do you mean"

“It's nothing, whichever hand you used to hit me, I'll break that hand. I'm a reasonable person.” She pulled the person forward again and lowered her head to Ye Chulian who was kneeling by the fire pit burning paper, "Little sister Wu, move in a bit, hide away, don't let the sparks splash on you."

Before people could even react to what he meant, Ye Wen suddenly exerted force, grabbed Ye Sheng's wrist and pushed it into the fire pit!

There were still some unburnt paper money in the fire pit, and with a whoosh, they all surged onto his back. As if it wasn't enough, Ye Wenyan also kept throwing more paper money from the side into the fire.

The flames shot high into the air, and the smell of paper ash gradually turned into the scent of grilling meat. Almost everyone could hear the sizzling sound.

The night scene was in agony, crying out, wanting to struggle, wanting to run away, wanting to push Ye Wenyan with the other hand, and even wanting to kick the brazier over with his feet. In short, he had thought of every way possible, but found that his body wouldn't obey him at all. Besides kneeling honestly in place, he couldn't do anything else.

Yes, he was kneeling. He didn't know why he had suddenly found himself in that position. All he heard was Ye Wenyan's voice whispering in his ear, "You hit my mother, and I will cripple your hands, Ye Jingsheng. You have no excuses before me. Don't even try to struggle, or I will cut off your hands and roast them over a fire. Look at your hands well, look at them less often. No one can save you."

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The night scene was stunning, but he was utterly devastated. He watched helplessly as his hand was burned, the skin peeling and flesh raw. And he saw with his own eyes that none of the people present stepped forward to help him escape Night Wenyan's grasp.

He shouted loudly, "Xiao Shubi! Xiao Shubi, what are you doing Come and save me!"

Unfortunately, Xiao Shubi was also unable to move. His whole body felt like it was glued to the ground, he couldn't move at all.

Xiao cried out loudly, explaining incessantly, "Master, I can't move. I can't take a single step. Ye Wenyan, did you use some kind of sorcery Otherwise, why can't I move at all! You demon woman! You're a monster!"

Mu Qianqiu, however, was capable of moving. Hearing Xiao scold Ye Wenyan as a monster, she rushed over and slapped her twice. "Who let you insult my daughter What have I gone through before If you dare insult my daughter again, I'll kill you!" She turned back and shouted, "Where's the knife Go get the knife!"

"No!" Xiao shi cried out in terror, "Don't use the knife! Elder sister-in-law, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, and also let Fourth Miss forgive my master! Elder sister-in-law, I beg you, I'll kowtow to you!"

First, she had to kowtow to the Mu family. Her originally immobile body could move again. When she discovered her mobility returned, she wanted to rush towards Ye Wan's side. Just then, Ye Wenyan finished grilling "pig's trotters". She saw Ye Wenyan holding Ye Wan's wrist and lifting that charred hand up. Then, he slowly turned his head toward her, "Would Auntie-in-law also like to try the taste of being roasted by the fire pit Your husband's is done just right now, come on, next one I'll roast you."

“I won’t!” Xiao immediately gave up on trying to save Ye Jingsheng and knelt down before Mu, “Sister-in-law, this time I truly know I was wrong. I shouldn't have laughed just now. Today is the seventh day since Fourth Miss passed away, I should properly burn paper for her and send her off properly. Sister-in-law, please forgive me. Let’s pretend nothing happened just now, and start over, okay Start over!”

The Mu family remained silent. Xiao Shǔbai pondered for a moment, then turned to kneel before Ye Wényan, "Fourth Miss, Second Aunt was wrong, and your second uncle was also wrong. Please calm down and spare us this time. It's almost midnight, let's first hold the seventh day rites, okay Second Aunt will definitely handle it well. I'll agree to any requests you make, how about that"

Ye Wen didn't pay her any mind, only asking Mu shi: "Has mother calmed down a bit If you have, then let's proceed with the seventh-day ancestral rites first. After the rites are complete, whatever way you want to vent your anger, I'll help you."

Mu took a deep breath, slowly exhaling and shaking her head. "My anger will never disappear unless all the culprits are dead. But they can't die yet, they must live because now I also want to know the truth you mentioned several times. Enough, Yan'er, I won't hold it against them, and you let go of your second uncle too!"

Ye Wen nodded slightly, pushed the night scene towards Xiao with his hand, and beckoned to Xiao, "Come here."

The Xiao family was frightened by the sight, and hurried forward two steps. However, they didn't dare to get too close to the brazier, fearing that Ye Wenyan would burn them.

Ye Wen had lost all interest in burning with anger. She simply got up, straightened the tablet on the table, and told Xiao: "Sit straight and burn incense to Night Four Sister. This is what you owe her!"To get the latest updates, please refresh the page after a moment. The chapter content is being typed manually.