Qin Wuyan smiled coldly, and looked at Doctor Zhong with sharp eyes, "Xue Zhong, you left the priest's mansion more than 20 years ago, and twenty years later, you were brought back by your wife and stayed in the priest's mansion. My people, in fact, have been secretly helping Xiaoyu find everything, right?"

Xue Zhong knelt down calmly, still bowing his head: "The old man doesn't know what the high priest means. From the moment the high priest and his wife brought the old man to the mansion, the old man remembered his identity.

The old man is just an anonymous barefoot doctor, not a distinguished witch doctor, what the madam tells the high priest, the old man will follow. "

Qin Wuyan stared at Xue Zhong, his eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, wishing to cut Xue Zhong alive: "Xiao Yu has long been suspicious of me, and deliberately kicked you out of the priest's mansion, and you went to Min's mansion on purpose to inquire about me The seat and the news of the Min Mansion, right?"

Xue Zhong was silent, trembling all over.

Qin Wuyan smashed the stack of books in his hand at Xue Zhong: "Do you think that if she knows all of this and has a quarrel with me, I will accommodate her without bottom line?

Are you not afraid that I will get tired of her one day?

What kind of temperament is Xiaoyu, don't you know? "

The cold sweat on Xue Zhong's forehead gathered in one place and rolled down.

A small hole was smashed on the forehead by the scroll, and the blood flowed down the cheek, which was shocking.

Qin Wuyan stood up, and walked in front of Xue Zhong step by step, with his chin raised on his toes, "Xiao Yu is pregnant, her fetal image is unstable, and she is sick with worry, is this what you want?"

Xue Zhong shook his head: "The old man is terrified."

Qin Wuyan withdrew his foot: "Get out, if there is something wrong with the child in Xiaoyu's belly, I will crush you to ashes."

When Xue Zhong left the study, his back was already wet with sweat, and he couldn't help shivering when the night wind blew.

On the second day, there were three poles in the sun.

Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up and was about to sit up when she suddenly remembered that she was pregnant. She supported the bed with her arms and slowly sat up with her body supported.

Seeing this, the nurse hurried over to help her dress and wash.

After eating a bowl of sour bamboo shoot soup with rice, Zhuang Xiaoyu sat on the swing in the yard, lazily basking in the sun, looking at the flowers in the flower garden.

When Wenzhu came over, she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was calmer than before, her black hair was hanging down like a cloud and scattered behind her back, she was not at all like those overworked mistresses who controlled the middle class in the aristocratic family.

Wenzhu stood in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, and immediately saw the finger wrench she was wearing on her thumb, "Miss, what's the matter?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu's body was swaying gently on the swing, "Yusui is your unmarried wife, how she died, you have the right to know..."

The veins on the back of Wenzhu's hand holding the knife burst out, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his body tensed up.

Although he knew that this day would come, but at the moment when he really knew the truth, he was like a bow and arrow tensed, at a loss: "Who is the murderer?"

"Zhuang Qingyun!" Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at Wen Zhu: "The night before your wedding, the nanny asked her to give Qin Wuyan ginseng soup, and she accidentally overheard the secret of Zhuang Qingyun's conversation with Qin Wuyan.

Zhuang Qingyun was afraid of leaking the news, so he covered her mouth, but he didn't expect that he also covered her nose, and killed her by mistake...

Wenzhu, I hate Zhuang Qingyun, but if you don't have a perfect plan, I don't want you to lose your life in vain because of impulsive adventures. "

She raised her hand to caress her belly, "I'm pregnant, and I don't want to see anything happen between you, the wet nurse, and Dr. Zhong."