The Marquis's Mansion is a cannibalistic hell, the daughter of the emperor is being bloodbathed

Chapter 228 He is lying!



Chapter 228 He is lying!

Su Yunrou didn't expect her to come over, and to interrupt her right away. Looking at the expression on Su Qingwan's face, it was obvious that she came here to watch the fun.

In just a moment, Su Yunrou thought of something and asked unhappily:

"You asked someone to send Zhang Jueping to see me?"

"Yes, my second sister has always had a good relationship with him, and he would come to see you normally. I met him just now, so I kindly asked someone to bring him to see you. My second sister has been confined to the mansion, and with your kindness, you must be missing your cousin Zhang. Now that you see he is safe, I think you will feel relieved." Su Qingwan said.

To make her feel at ease?

I’m afraid Su Qingwan has bad intentions!

Su Yunrou's eyes were cold, and the words she uttered were also chilling: "Thank you very much for your kindness, Fourth Sister."

Su Qingwan smiled faintly, "You're welcome!"

"What are you still standing there for? Throw him out of the mansion." Su Yunrou angrily scolded the people who carried Zhang Jueping in.

Several people stood there without moving. They were all from Qinglin Village and did not take Su Yunrou seriously at all.

Seeing that they didn't move, Su Yunrou became so angry that her liver was rising. She turned around and went back to her room to pretend that she didn't see anything.

She must drive out all the people who brought Su Qingwan into the Marquis' Mansion!

"Hehehehe..."

There was a sneer behind me, and it was getting louder and louder.

Su Yunrou suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Zhang Jueping with a cold face.

What is he laughing at? Is he going to go crazy in the mansion?

After a while, Zhang Jueping stopped laughing and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

He was laughing at himself. Why didn't he realize that Su Yunrou was such a woman at the beginning?

Thinking back to the past, Su Yunrou would always call him cousin tenderly, and she had written poems with him, often comparing him with King Rui, making him mistakenly believe that as long as he worked hard, he could pick her, the star, into his hands.

But in the end, it was all in vain. Not only did he lose himself, but also his entire family.

How can he have the dignity to live on?

But he didn't have the courage to die, he was afraid!

"Su Qingwan, do you know what would have happened at the farm that day if you hadn't left?" Zhang Jueping suddenly looked at Su Qingwan and said seriously.

Su Qingwan asked very calmly: "What?"

"Cousin, why are you saying all this? I just didn't want to implicate you, so I asked you to leave quickly." Su Yunrou changed her hasty tone and said softly with grievance.

What does this idiot Zhang Jueping want to do?

He wouldn't want to tell everyone what he and Da Liu were planning, right?

Su Yunrou tried her best to appear gentle. She knew that Zhang Jueping liked her the most like this.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Jueping suddenly felt that he was as stupid as a pig, and had been deceived by Su Yunrou's hypocrisy for so many years.

Now that she saw that I was about to tell her story, she became gentle with me again.

But he won't be fooled this time.

"If you hadn't left that night, Su Yunrou would have plotted against you and forced you to stay in the same room with me. Then you would have had no choice but to marry me or hang yourself to save the reputation of the Marquis' Mansion." Zhang Jueping said this in a calm tone.

Naturally, he didn't want to marry Su Qingwan, but Yunrou said that he could still divorce her, or after Su Qingwan died, she would become his second wife. Anyway, Prince Rui was in poor health, and Liu would not agree to her marrying him.

It was obviously full of loopholes, but he believed it at the time.

"Cousin, how can you say such nonsense to accuse me? It was obviously you who had feelings for Fourth Sister, and now you even implicate me. I know you hate me and think I harmed you, but you shouldn't hurt me like this..." Su Yunrou bit her lower lip and argued aggrievedly.

In the past, Zhang Jueping hated to see Su Yunrou in such an expression, but now he just wanted to vomit when he saw her, but he also felt a little relieved in his heart.

"Su Qingwan, believe it or not is up to you, I'm already like this, there's no need to lie to you."

After Zhang Jueping finished speaking, he asked someone to take him away.

Su Yunrou stared at his departing back, wishing she could tear him to pieces.

Why didn't he die?

Why didn't the emperor just kill him?

"Second sister, is it true? You just can't tolerate me? You actually want to take my life with such vicious means." Su Qingwan asked softly.

Su Yunrou was furious. Of course she wanted to kill Su Qingwan, but not now!

Moreover, in the dream, Su Qingwan was to marry Zhang Jueping, and she had to die in the fire.

"Fourth sister, my cousin is crazy. Don't believe what he says." Su Yunrou calmed herself and comforted her.

She couldn't let herself be branded as someone who had framed her sisters at this moment, otherwise how could she stay with the King of Qi in the future.

Su Qingwan pursed her lips, with an expression that showed she didn't believe the other person at all.

"I'm going to ask Grandma Kang for justice!" She said that, turned around and left, so fast that Su Yunrou didn't have time to react.

"Second Miss, Fourth Miss has gone to see the old lady. It will be bad if this matter gets out of hand." Zijuan said hurriedly.

"I know, stop her quickly." Su Yunrou said as she ran out.

But there was no sign of Su Qingwan outside.

Outside Rong'an Hall, Su Qingwan rubbed her eyes, asked Zhenzhu to confirm that they were red enough, then pinched her nose, took a deep breath, and rushed inside crying loudly.

"Grandma Kang, you have to make the decision for me. My second sister and Zhang Jueping are trying to murder me. Woo, woo, woo, they are so mean. I'm going to tell my aunt..."

Old Kang, who was just about to take a nap, was instantly awakened by Su Qingwan's earth-shaking crying.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Old Mrs. Kang sat up hurriedly and asked Madam Xu.

Aunt Xu was also startled just now, and said quickly:

"It sounds like the fourth young lady's voice. She seems to be looking for her aunt."

"If you want to find her aunt, just go to the palace. Why are you coming here?" Old Mrs. Kang said dissatisfiedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Qingwan rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Grandmother Kang, Zhang Jueping came to see my second sister just now. He told me that my second sister hated me and wanted to set up a trap for Zhang Jueping to have an affair with me in the small farm so that I could marry into the Zhang family. Fortunately, I returned to the Marquis' Mansion that day. My second sister was too bullying. When my father comes back from court, I will go to the Prince's Mansion with him..."

After Su Qingwan came in, she covered her eyes and howled, but she spoke fluently and clearly, and everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

Old Kang was so angry that veins on his forehead were throbbing.

The mother and daughter of the first wife actually did such a thing behind my back?

That was the place where the funeral hall was held for her eldest granddaughter. How could the mother and daughter be so cruel?

Liu and Yun Rou designed a plan to frame Su Qingwan, but ended up letting Zhang Jueping and Prince Rui get together. They ended up losing more than they gained!

And it would be fine if the plan had succeeded, but now not only did it fail, but Su Qingwan also had to go to Prince Yi's mansion to make a scene.

How is this possible?

No wonder! Old Kang had always wondered why the Lius had fought in the small village. Now the truth was revealed.

If the two old guys in the palace knew about this, they would probably tear down the entire mansion.

"Take your time to talk, and don't bother the palace all the time." Old Kang said angrily.


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