After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Aunt Shu quickly wrote a confession, showed it to Jiang Fuyue, and then put her fingerprints on it.

Fortunately, when she had nothing to do, she always pestered Jiang Baisheng to teach her how to write. Although she didn't develop any character, fortunately, she was neat and this confession was barely passable.

"I wrote this confession, and from now on, I am in the same boat with the girl," Aunt Shu said. "I hope the girl can protect me in this den of tigers and wolves."

Jiang Fuyue ignored Aunt Shu, put away the confession, and left with Jingzhe and Gu Yu.

Aunt Shu watched the master and servants leave and gritted her teeth secretly.

After leaving Jiang's house, he got on the Marquis's carriage and asked Jingzhe: "Madam, do we... want to protect Aunt Shu?"

Hearing this, Guyu also looked at Jiang Fuyue.

"Even if she is not guaranteed, Aunt Shu will be fine." Jiang Fuyue was looking down at the confession in her hand.

Mrs. Jiang was too busy to take care of herself and had nothing left in her hands. Moreover, Aunt Shu was supported by Jiang Baisheng behind her, so Mrs. Jiang could not and could not move her.

There was silence in the car.

Jiang Fuyue put away her confession and shouted in a loud voice: "Go to Meng's house."

The driver outside was ordered to turn at the intersection ahead and head towards Meng's house.

Because it was a last-minute idea, the gifts I prepared in a hurry were not very comprehensive, so I had to buy something more expensive.

As soon as she got off the carriage, she was recognized by the doorman of the Meng family: "Is she... Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Fuyue was a little surprised and nodded slightly.

She hasn't been here for a long time, but this boy still remembers her.

The young man then smiled and said: "Girl, please go first and sit down in the hall for a while. I will go and report to the lord and his wife now!"

"Thank you." Jingzhe said as he handed over a piece of silver.

The boy waved his hands repeatedly and said "No" several times. He resisted as if he was being fed poison.

Seeing this, Jingzhe had no choice but to take the money back again. The master and servant followed the boy into the hall, while Shi Er and Shi San followed the coachman to guard the outside.

Knowing that Jiang Fuyue was coming, Meng's father and mother came very quickly.

Seeing the graceful figure in the hall, Meng's mother felt a sore nose. She walked a few steps quickly and stepped forward to hold Jiang Fuyue's hand.

"Uncle Meng, Aunt Meng." Jiang Fuyue felt emotional seeing her mother's old friend again.

Meng Mingtang and Mrs. Meng sighed several times before they remembered and asked Jiang Fuyue to sit down.

Even after sitting down, Mrs. Meng still held Jiang Fuyue's hand and was reluctant to let go: "Fuyue, in the past few years, your Uncle Meng and I have been hiding something in our hearts and have not dared to see you. Don't blame me. We..."

"What are you talking about Aunt Meng?" Jiang Fuyue said with a smile, "My mother passed away many years ago. I am really lucky to have you two thinking about her all the time."

After hearing this, Mrs. Meng felt sad again.

"Can your mother's spiritual tablet be enshrined in Qingxu Temple?" Meng Mingtang asked.

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Yes."

"That's good," Meng Mingtang was pleased and smiled bitterly, "We have gone to Qingxu Temple for so many years, but... we feel so guilty that we dare not go to see your mother in front of her soul."

Although she knew the truth, she never told her, allowing her to keep the injustice to this day...

Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, stood up suddenly, walked to the two of them, and knelt down.

The two of them were shocked. Meng Mingtang stood up immediately, and Mrs. Meng also rushed to pull her: "You kid! Why are you kneeling down so well! Get up, get up!"

"Aunt Meng, I came here this time to ask for something."

"If it's such a big deal, stand up and say it!" Mrs. Meng said as she pulled her up and patted her skirt, "Okay, let's talk about it!"

Jiang Fuyue took out Aunt Shu's confession from her sleeve and handed it to Mrs. Meng: "My father's aunt was also poisoned by the same poison as my mother. This is the confession written by her." Jiang Fuzhi turned to the side. Jingzhe handed over the porcelain bottle, and Jiang Fuyue continued: "This is the poison. Huai'an said it's called Wanyan Tongbei."

Hearing the last four words, Meng Mingtang's eyes narrowed, he raised his hand to take the porcelain bottle, and took out a silver needle from somewhere, clamped it on his fingertips, dipped it in some powder, and then dipped it in some tea, and a strange fragrance suddenly spread. Come on.

Meng Mingtang nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."

The characteristics of this poison are obvious and unmistakable.

"I heard that Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng knew about the vision that happened to my mother back then." Jiang Fuyue said, "I came here this time to ask you to write a confession for me, so that I can keep it for future reference. If I go to the Yamen in the future, I can defend my mother’s grievances!"

Meng Mingtang and Mrs. Meng looked at each other.

With almost no hesitation, the two of them nodded in unison: "Okay!"

Lay the paper, grind the ink, lift the pen and write down the words.

Mrs. Meng writes about the strange things she discovered in her daily contact with Mrs. Jiang.

Meng Mingtang wrote in detail about the toxicity of Wanyan Tongbei and the symptoms that occur when poisoned.

The three confessions taken together are enough to handle the matter in court.

Seeing Jiang Fuyue put away the three confessions together, Meng Mingtang and Mrs. Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, I can finally burn incense to my friend who has been dead for many years.

"It's getting late, Fuyue, let's go after dinner." Mrs. Meng's tone was particularly relaxed.

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "That's fine, please."

"You child, what are you talking about!"

Even when we sat down, there were still only three people at the table.

Jiang Fuyue turned around and looked around before saying, "Aunt Meng, why isn't Huai'an here?"

Mrs. Meng smiled and said, "Oh, isn't Jingke pregnant? Huai'an has been busy recuperating her recently, but I think it's time to finish."

"Yeah," Meng Mingtang also laughed, "Ignore him, he won't be hungry anyway, let's eat!"

"……Yes."

I have to say that the feeling of dining with elders is really wonderful.

It’s amazing that when we don’t eat together, we miss the nagging of our elders, but as long as we sit and have a meal with our elders, we won’t miss this feeling again for a long time.

After the meal, Meng Mingtang and Mrs. Meng took turns picking up vegetables for Jiang Fuyue. Meng Mingtang also checked Jiang Fuyue's pulse while eating. In the end, she almost couldn't stand up and received a prescription personally prescribed by the former imperial physician. One piece.

After the meal, seeing that Jiang Fuyue was so uncomfortable that even her walking and sitting postures were a bit unnatural, Mrs. Jiang quickly opened the kitchen and brought her a cup of red fruit soup for digestion.

"Oh, I'm so excited at this moment..." Mrs. Jiang was quite embarrassed.

Jiang Fuyue shook her head with difficulty and smiled: "It's okay, Aunt Meng."

"Drink slowly!"

Meng Mingtang and Mrs. Meng looked at Jiang Fuyue with burning eyes.

Jiang Fuyue was made uncomfortable by the sight, but she had to bite the bullet and pretend that nothing happened, lowering her head to drink the soup.

At this moment, a voice like redemption finally sounded.

"I heard that Fuyue is here, have you left yet? Why didn't you ask someone to tell me -"

After a pause, there was a hint of weirdness in the voice: "You...are you pregnant too?"

Showing your pregnancy pretty quickly?
　Jiang Fuyue: You just got pregnant!unlucky! (Throwing the bowl
　　(End of this chapter)