Hearing that Jia Lian was cruel enough to take his own life, Jia Cong couldn't help frowning and sighing: "We are born from the same roots, why are we in such a hurry? Even if he is given a hereditary official position in the future, I may not be able to surpass him.

Why do you have to take my life? This is too cruel, and you don’t care about brotherhood at all."

After hearing this, Ping'er sneered and said: "Man will die for money, and birds will die for food. This sentence is absolutely true. You see the couple smiling in front of others all day long, who is not ruthless behind the scenes? I have been waiting for you since I was seven years old.

Grandma, I don’t know why. Don’t underestimate her just because she is a woman. She is more ruthless than a man! She has killed at least dozens of people now, and she conveniently took your life.

They don’t even frown.”

Although Jia Cong usually knew that Wang Xifeng was ruthless, he never imagined that she would dare to take so many lives. He was shocked and asked quickly: "Seriously? She is a madman, why must she take human lives?"

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Seeing that Jia Cong was not really frightened until now, Ping'er finally felt relieved and whispered: "In her eyes, other than her own, the lives of others are worse than a straw stick. Is she still in the Wang family?"

When she got married, her aunt, maid, mother-in-law, and young boy died in her hands.

There are countless of them. You don’t know, all the concubines and concubines of the Wang family saw her as if they were seeing the living king of hell, and they didn’t dare to express their anger. In addition, her nature is cold and vicious, and her methods are naughty.

It scares people to the core when they hear it. Who died by her hands without going through a lot of pain?"

The more Jia Cong listened, the more surprised he became. Under the blazing sun, his scalp felt numb, and a cold breath ran down his back. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and cried out: "She won't be afraid of the night if she does this."

If she can't sleep, aren't she afraid that the resentful ghosts will come to seek her life?"

Ping'er sneered after hearing this, and said: "She is afraid of innocent souls, she is not afraid of anything. What she says every day is: Gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people. The more powerful you are, the less ghosts will dare to trouble you!"

She doesn’t believe in retribution from the underworld, let alone the afterlife, so she becomes more ruthless and ruthless in her actions. I can’t even think about it.”

As Ping'er spoke, she couldn't help but shudder. Thinking of those poor people who had been tortured to death by Wang Xifeng in the past, her face turned pale and her whole body trembled.

When Jia Cong saw Ping'er like this, he finally believed that Wang Xifeng was indeed not a good person. His cruel methods and cruelty were simply shocking. When he thought that he had so despised this woman who was the reincarnation of the King of Hell, Jia Cong

I couldn't help but feel a little scared, and exclaimed: "This woman is so vicious, does the Jia family allow her to do such evil?"

Ping'er shivered all over and felt very cold. When Jia Cong asked about it, she reluctantly replied: "Those are all terrible things she did in her mother's family before she got married. She has restrained herself a lot since she got married. After all, Jia Cong

She was a well-known etiquette master, so she didn't dare to be too presumptuous. But even so, many people in the Jia family died because of her. The only thing that was better was that they didn't suffer too much torture before they died, so she didn't want to be too presumptuous.

I did it myself.”

When Jia Cong heard this, a chill filled his heart. For the first time, he truly felt the terror of Wang Xifeng and the cruelty of this world. He was so stunned that he could not speak for a moment.

When Ping'er saw him like this, he knew that he had heard what he was saying, so he whispered again: "Now you know how powerful you are, let's see if you dare to act so wantonly in the future. But you don't have to go too far.

You're afraid, after all, you still have the master and the old lady watching you now. Even if they want to harm you, they have to think carefully about it first. You just need to be more careful in your actions in the future."

Jia Cong then nodded and said: "I understand, Sister Ping'er, you'd better go back quickly. Don't let people see you and I talking here again, and then spread it to the ears of this couple. They will definitely

They will become suspicious. It is not easy for the two of them to harm me, but it would be too easy for them to harm you."

Ping'er listened and nodded, whispered a few more instructions, and then turned to leave. Jia Cong suddenly felt reluctant to leave. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pull Ping'er's skirt, and said pitifully: "Sister Ping'er, why not

Come and live in my Changchun Garden, okay? We can be together every day from now on. We are no longer afraid of others seeing or making irresponsible remarks. Even if they want to harm you, it will not be so easy."

Ping'er heard that Jia Cong's words were extremely sincere, and every move was full of deep attachment to herself. She couldn't help but feel deeply moved. She took a deep look at Jia Cong and sighed: "Silly boy, what are you talking about?

What a nonsense, I am the second mistress’s maid, and I am with your elder brother. I am their couple’s maid in life, and they are their ghost in death, how can we go together?”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but think that Wang Xifeng was mean and vicious, and Jia Lian was lustful and ruthless. Even if she devoted herself to this couple, she might not end up well in the future.

Thinking of this, Ping'er couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and she felt miserable in her heart. She was afraid that Jia Cong would worry about her in vain when he saw her like this, so she hurriedly lowered her head. Jia Cong could only see her dark hair and a section of her hair.

White neck.

Ping'er's hair is black and fine, and the curve of her neck is extremely beautiful, like a swan.

There is probably no one in the world who can match her bowing style.

Jia Cong was fascinated by what he saw, and his heart was full of love and pity for Ping'er: It is rare to find a woman as gentle and beautiful as Ping'er in the world. God was very kind to her. He not only gave her a beautiful face, but also gave her

She was a woman born with gentleness and kindness, but why did she have to be so miserable, born as a slave, unable to make decisions for herself in this life?

The more Jia Cong thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Ping'er, and the more he loved her. He wanted to hold this woman in his arms, pat her on the back and tell her: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

But he doesn't dare and doesn't deserve it. His own destiny is still in the hands of others. Why should he give Ping'er a future?

Just when his heart was full of sorrow, Ping'er had already raised his head, and the gentle smile of the past appeared on his soft face, hiding his pain deeply.

Jia Cong felt more and more distressed.

"Okay, I really can't mess around with you anymore. It's time for my second grandma to wake up from her nap. She hasn't seen me for half a day, so I'm afraid she will become suspicious again. I'm leaving. You must be more careful in your actions in the future."

Ping'er gave a few more instructions in a soft voice, then turned around and was about to leave. Jia Cong hurriedly grabbed her by the skirt of her clothes and said with a serious face: "Sister Ping'er, don't worry!"

Hearing his meaningless words, Ping'er felt confused and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so worried?"

Jia Cong grabbed her hand, shook it hard, and said sternly: "Sister, I will definitely save you from the sea of ​​suffering. You must be patient for a few more years and wait for me. I will definitely save you from that dog couple."

Save me by your side, we will always be together in the future!"
Chapter completed!