Looking at Murong Rou’s flat abdomen, Old Lady Song’s eyes flashed with a complex light: Since this woman dared to let the doctor feel her pulse, she should really be pregnant. She was here because she already knew about Jing’er and Bai. Thus, she should be the one who set the fire. Was she helping her unborn child clean up the obstacles? This woman really got filthy ways…
The maids and nannies looked at Murong Rou with a strange expression. They quietly released their hands grabbing her. She was the first wife of the mansion. If she had a male fetus in her belly, the child would be the future Wu’an Marquis. Having such a respectable status, she and her baby should never be hurt…
Looking at the awe eyes of these servants, Murong Rou’s corners of the mouth emerged a smirk. Setting fire to Song Tianwen was no small matter. She had to use her pregnancy to drive out the resentment of Old Lady Song and save her own life. This excuse was better than an imperial edict. The child was really a treasure to her…
In the corner where no one noticed, the unconscious Song Tianwen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with terrible cold lights. He quietly picked up the dagger that fell to the ground and stabbed Murong Rou’s leg hard.
Murong Rou caught off guard, her knees bent and her body leaned down. At that time, Song Tianwen thrust the dagger into her lower abdomen without mercy. With the sound of “bursts”, the blade of the dagger plunged deep into her skin…
Sharp pain in the lower abdomen made Murong Rou’s body quiver, and her proud smile disappeared instantly. She looked down slowly and saw the blade on her lower abdomen fully inserted into her skin, leaving only the handle outside. Deep red blood penetrated her clothes…
A burnt face without its original shape appeared at her feet, but the eyes on this face bursting with anger and resentment were staring at her. Song Tianwen pulled out the dagger again, stabbed mercilessly into her abdomen, and then pulled out…
After several attacks, Murong Rou’s lower abdomen was pierced with several blood holes. The bright red blood dyed her dress red. Her mouth also spilled a wisp of blood and her delicate body could not support herself, falling to the ground with a splash…
The maids and mammies were all shocked. They stared at Murong Rou, who was seriously injured and bleeding, and Song Tianwen, who was scorched all over and waving daggers crazily. They were glazed over for a long time: what was going on?
Old Lady Song came back to her senses and stared at Song Tianwen. She cried hysterically, “Tianwen, what are you doing? This is your own son…”
“Ba… ba… bastard…” Song Tianwen said word by word, his voice hoarse as broken gong, he tried his best to raise his head high and stared at Murong Rou!
Old Lady Song got stunned, “You mean the baby in her belly is not yours, but someone else’s?”
Song Tianwen nodded in haste, “Ye…Yes…”
Old Lady Song’s eyes flashed with deep shock, and she asked incredulously, “You sure?”
“Yes… I’m sure… it is… a ba… bastard…” Song Tianwen’s firm voice had a gnashing hatred.
Hearing this, Old Lady Song only felt a loud bang over her head, and her mind completely went blank. Being so unfaithful to her husband and conceiving a bastard, Murong Rou made her son more dead than alive and caused her grandson’s death from the burn. This woman was really ruthless and unforgivable. “Guards! Drag Murong Rou down and hit her hard!”
Murong Rou lied on the ground, blood poured out from her lower abdomen, she could clearly feel the little life in her belly was seriously injured and was quickly getting away from her…
She looked at the sky and burst out laughing, she had been working as a cow and horse for 15 years after the marriage. Without her, Wu’an Marquis Mansion would never have the present glory. Without her, the Song family would never have the present wealth!
She brought the glory of the Mansion. How could Jin’er, that little bitch, and Bai, that little bastard, sit idle and enjoy the fruits of her work? While herself, the greatest contributor denounced as a debased wife accused by everyone after tomorrow’s daybreak! This was so intolerable!
She was extremely unbalanced in her heart, so she set up a deadly trap and set fire to Song Tianwen, Jing’er, and Bai. She wanted to take control of Mansion, but the arrival of Old Lady Song ruined her plan and herself…
She just wanted to be in a higher position and led a better life without being ridiculed and criticized. Was she wrong?
Deep footsteps were heard in her ears, and two nannies came along, one on the left and the other on the right, setting up her arms and dragging her rudely onto the bench.
Murong Rou sneered. She was seriously injured and nearly lost half of her life. She could probably die subjecting to more bitterness of flesh. The old woman was deliberately trying to kill her and revenge for her bastard grandson, hehe…
Just as the nannies’ high-lifted plank was about to hit her hard, a majestic voice came over, “stop!”
Murong Rou tried her best to look at the direction where the voice came from. She saw Murong Jian, surrounded by several guards, walking up at a brisk pace. A weak smile curved up her mouth, “Brother… help me…”
Murong Xue’s slender body moved toward the shadow again. The fight between Song Tianwen’s mother and Murong Rou’s brother must be wonderful and must not be missed. She decided to continue to watch the play!
Looking at Murong Rou, who was bleeding profusely, Murong Jian frowned tightly. He was passing by on business. When he heard some noise, he came to see what was going on but didn’t expect to see such a scene!
“Mrs. Song, you have the right to teach your daughter-in-law a lesson, but you should know where to draw the line. Rou’er has suffered such a severe injury. She will die if she suffers more…”
Old Lady Song looked at Murong Jian coldly and said slowly, “Mr. Murong, it’s not my ruthless determination, it’s your sister’s vicious mind to be blamed. She set fire to the pavilion, burned my son and killed my grandson…”
A life for a life was the law of Qingyan. Murong Rou had killed her lovely grandson. She would never let Murong Rou leave here alive.
Didn’t Song Tianwen never had a concubine? Rou’er didn’t give birth to a son, either. Where the grandson came from? Was it…
Looking at the quiet, elegant and secluded mansion and the body of a little boy, Murong Jian’s face turned sullen. Song Tianwen had a mistress behind Rou’er’s back and gave birth to a son. How abominable!
“Madam, did you see Murong Rou set the fire with your own eyes?” Murong Jian raised his eyebrows and looked atOld Lady Song. His eyes were full of coldness.
“I came late and didn’t see it, but Tianwen saw it, Tianwen…” said Old Lady Song grumpily. Looking down, she could only see her son lying on the ground with his eyes closed and unconscious, holding the bloody dagger tightly in his hand…
This is … Song Tianwen!
Murong Jian looked at Song Tianwen, who was in complete darkness and was seriously injured and in a coma. Murong Jian’s mouth twitched. The present Song Tianwen was neither human nor ghost. IfOld Lady Song had not said this was her son, he would not have recognized him at all!
