In February, the weather is cold.
In the cold and gloomy cell, the chill was piercing into the bones like thin needles.
Mu Yunyao was leaning on the hay, blood dripping from her arm, but she didn't realize it, her beautiful face was full of smiles:
"Grandmother, in court later, you have to figure out how to speak. If you say it wrong, you will accompany Mr. Zhang to die. If you say it right, let him die alone. It's so simple, you won't choose. wrong."
It was clearly a tactful voice like a nightingale, listening to Mrs. Li in the corner, she felt like an evil ghost screaming at night: "Mu Yunyao, you killed the person, the county magistrate will definitely find out the truth and will never let it go. past you!"
"Oh, even God is sometimes blind, let alone people. Otherwise, you have abused me and my mother for so many years. Why didn't God open his eyes and send you to hell earlier?"
"You... you are an evil ghost, a debt collector! The county magistrate will definitely find out the truth, and then chop off your head and chop it up to feed the dog!" Shrinking back, as if this would be able to stay away from Mu Yunyao.
Mu Yunyao laughed in a low voice, stood up slowly and walked in front of Mrs. Li, and stretched out her plain white hands with scars. Although those hands were scarred, they were still slender and white, weak and boneless:
"Grandmother, people are more willing to believe their own eyes. I did kill people, but who would believe that I could kill a tall man?"
Li Shi's whole body felt like a sieve of chaff, and he screamed and pushed Mu Yunyao to the ground.
The yamen just happened to come over, and when he saw this scene, he picked up the killing stick in his hand and waved it at Mrs. Li, his eyes full of disgust: "I'm still restless in the prison, do you want to be beaten? The county magistrate wants to go to court to interrogate the murderer The corpse case, let's go."
This old goddess, when she arrived in prison, did not forget to bully her granddaughter. She really deserved to break her leg!
Li shi looked up at Mu Yunyao and met her eyes as cold as a cold pool. She couldn't help but regret that her bowels turned blue. If she knew this girl was so evil, she should have strangled her early!
Mu Yunyao sneered in her heart, stood up and walked to the court with the footsteps of the yamen, but her thoughts gradually returned, thinking about everything that happened in the past few days.
Four days ago, Mu Yunyao was stunned when she opened her eyes. The room in front of her was not big. There were tables and benches not far away. The tea set of coarse porcelain was placed on the table, which was clean and tidy. There was a wooden wardrobe in the corner. , other than that, nothing else...
This is her room before she turned thirteen!
She was lying on the bed, and a beautiful woman was sitting sideways and weeping, with black hair like clouds and a slender stature. She was wearing a cloth and Luo skirt that still couldn't hide her beauty. It was her mother, Su Qing.
"Mother..."
"Yao'er, you woke up, but the wound on the back of your head still hurts badly?" Su Qing quickly supported her, tears falling even more, "It's all my mother's fault, I didn't protect you, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, what happened to her? With such a heavy hand."
Only then did Mu Yunyao feel the pain in the back of her head. She reached out and touched it. The pain went dark before her eyes. She suddenly remembered that it was two months after her father passed away, and her grandmother came to disturb the house. She came forward and reasoned. After two sentences, he was beaten with a stick and lost his life.
"Mother, mother!" Mu Yunyao threw herself into Su Qing's arms, the huge joy reverberated in her heart, and she couldn't help but burst into tears. She came back, when all the nightmares hadn't started, mother still Alive, there is still a chance to save everything.
Su Qing was stunned for a moment, then hugged her tightly, as if holding a lost and found baby, crying and sobbing: "Yao'er."
Mu Yunyao bit the tip of her tongue tightly, only the pain could convince her that everything was not an illusion. If this is a dream, let her never wake up, for this, she is willing to pay any price!
Suddenly, a harsh scolding sounded suddenly:
"Okay, Su Qing, you really are a black heart. I just want to get back what belongs to my son, so I make you gossip and let the people in the village gossip about me? Hmph, I tell you, mother wants The things of my son are only right and proper. When my son was alive, you failed to give birth to a baby in the Mu family. Now that he is dead, you still want to take possession of my son's things. God!"
Hearing this voice, she felt a buzzing sound in her head, as if thousands of thunderbolts exploded in her mind, making her tremble with anger, Mrs. Li, this is the voice of her grandmother, Mrs. Li! No matter how many years have passed, this voice is like a spell, making her feel cold when she hears it.