Kill That Man

Chapter 642: Three women in one play

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In the past, Ji Xuande and his wife pleaded for the younger brother in front of their father, but the suzerain refused.

The young lady said with emotion: "I have no problem, but I am afraid that my father will not agree."

After hearing this, the lady couldn't help sighing.

The young lady rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "If the younger brother hadn't retreated, he would have married Yu Qingyao a long time ago. Maybe you will be able to hold a grandson soon."

When Madam heard this, her face immediately turned cold, and she said angrily, "Don't mention that, I don't recognize that marriage."

Although the young lady knew that she didn't like Yu Qingyao, now she feels that she is really sharp-eyed, but how can this be done

She persuaded: "Ma'am, you know that the suzerain thinks highly of Yu Qingyao. I heard that my younger brother also loves her very much. You have been against it all the time. I'm afraid that you will not please both sides. Why bother?"

Madam said with a bitter face: "You don't understand. She seems to have a grudge against me in my previous life. I get angry when I see her. If she enters Ji's house, I will not be able to live my life."

The young husband pursed his lips and persuaded, "Ma'am, you just let them move out after they get married."

Madam smiled and said, "But I don't want to!"

She meant, of course, that she was unwilling to let her son leave her.

The young lady smiled and said: "Madam, you only need to think about your lovely grandson, and you will be able to part with it."

Madam laughed and said: "I have wanted to have a grandson for a long time, but my son has so many concubines, and he has not conceived any of them so far, so she may not be able to."

The young lady persuaded: "One more woman is always one more hope."

The madam shook her head, and said disdainfully: "If a woman of her lowly background can produce anything good, it's better not to have it."

The young lady was speechless, and asked: "Madam, why did they confirm this marriage? And let her become a core disciple?"

Madam shook her head and said in confusion: "I asked him, but he refused to tell me, do you know?"

The young lady also shook her head.

The madam complained: "I don't understand why the two of you fell in love with that vixen."

The young lady followed with a sigh. Silently added in my heart: It's not the two fathers, it's the third father.

"I heard that many disciples are fascinated by that vixen, and there is no one in the sect to punish her!" said the madam angrily.

After finishing speaking, Madam looked at Young Madam expectantly. Looking forward to her coming out, she went to talk to the elder of the punishment hall, and went to cure Yu Qingyao.

The young lady is sweating.

In fact, she also used this crooked brain, but Yu Qingyao is a true disciple. As Ji Xuande's wife, Young Madam knows more about the sect's power structure than Madam. For true disciples, the torture hall can't control them, and their masters usually punish them. If the torture hall wants to punish the true disciple, he must first get rid of his true identity. This power is in the hands of the master of the true disciple.

To punish the crimes of the core true disciples, not only the suzerain nods, but also the elders have to be called to discuss.

Generally speaking, as long as they do not commit heinous crimes, the crimes of true disciples will not be punished, but will be covered up.

The young lady sighed: "Ma'am, she, the punishment hall is out of control!"

Madame was dumbfounded.

The young lady persuaded: "True disciples have tremendous power, and her status is no less than that of my grandfather. Actually, think about it, madam, as long as my younger brother marries her, he will have this kind of power."

Mrs. Ji couldn't help but feel moved when she heard this.

She thought to herself: Could it be that the old man arranged for her to be his true disciple because he was afraid that my son would not live up to expectations and lead a bad life in the future? From this point of view, the old man is quite attentive to Yinger.

The young madam saw that madam's heart was moving, and said while the iron was hot: "Ma'am, now my little brother can't retreat, and she is outside, making friends with outstanding people everywhere, seeing many people, it is hard to guarantee that she will not change her mind."

After hearing this, the madam couldn't help saying angrily: "She dares!"

The young lady smiled and said: "Ma'am, I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. I think it's better for my younger brother to marry her as soon as possible!"

The madam couldn't help but nodded and said, "That makes sense!"

At this time, the servants came to report: "Madam! The true disciple Yu Qingyao came to pay New Year's greetings, and the suzerain ordered his wife to receive him!"

The lady was very impatient and said, "Why do you want me to pick it up? Does she have no legs? Let her come here by herself!"

Seeing that his wife had no intention of going out to greet her, the servant had no choice but to go out without a word.

After a while, Yu Qingyao came over dressed up and saluted with a smile: "Happy New Year, Auntie! Happy New Year, Sister-in-law!"

The madam sat still, the young madam had already stood up and was about to return the gift, seeing this, she also sat back. The two ladies stared at Hu Biao Qingyao without saying a word.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Yu Qingyao sat down beside them familiarly, and said with a smile: "You two, what are you talking about? I didn't bother you, did I?"

The young lady smirked and said, "We're talking about you!"

Yu Qingyao said with a oh, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about me? You can't say bad things about me, right?"

The two ladies suddenly changed color.

Yu Qingyao shook the grass in her heart: Hold the grass! I really guessed it.

She laughed and said, "I'm just kidding!"

The two ladies were speechless.

The young lady said with a half-smile: "Sister is really good at joking, we are talking about when you and Brother Ying will get married!"

Yu Qingyao complained in her heart: What a ghost! Ji Yingde, that stinky boy, has long been out of his wits.

But she pretended to be shy and said, "Sister-in-law, you are making fun of me!"

The young lady said with a half-smile: "I'm not joking, it's a serious matter. Since you call me sister-in-law, I have to ask."

Yu Qingyao said shyly, "I listen to Uncle."

The young lady breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Brother Ying is not young, and you have also reached the age to get married. How about it! As soon as Brother Ying leaves the customs, how about you getting married?"

Yu Qingyao lowered her head shyly, and whispered, "Everything is arranged by uncle, I have no objection."

The young lady immediately said, "Then it's settled!"

Yu Qingyao raised her head and said with a half-smile, "Can you make up your mind for uncle?"

The young lady suddenly softened, and argued forcefully: "I think my father also meant the same thing."

Yu Qingyao said meaningfully, "Oh! So it was you who thought it!"

Mrs. Ji saw that Mrs. Young's aura had softened, and said with a sneer, "That's what I mean too!"

Yu Qingyao smiled slightly and said, "Auntie, you have the final say!"

If a hero doesn't take immediate losses, she won't stand up. Besides, she wanted to see what Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Young would do with this marriage where the groom was already dead.

Seeing Yu Qingyao softened, the two wives looked at each other and smiled.

The young lady still refused to let Yu Qingyao go, pretending to be very interested and gossiping, and asked with a smile: "Sister, I heard that you gave New Year's greetings around a year ago. I wonder what gift you gave Brother Ying?"

When Madam heard this, she suddenly regained her spirits and looked at Yu Qingyao intently.

Yu Qingyao knew that Ji Yingde was dead, so how could she prepare any gifts.

She smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, it's not like you don't know that things can't be delivered to the retreat of the ancestral land."

Madam sneered: "If you can't send it in, won't you keep it?"

(end of this chapter)