On the 23rd day of the 12th lunar month, the Little New Year among the People. Although there is a heavy snowfall this year, most people with conditions still buy delicious food and set off firecrackers.

At night, the weather is cold and the strong wind is blowing the snow foam.

Wang Han was most anxious. Seeing that the people sent by the emperor were about to arrive, Wei Congxi did not even show his face for several days. He sent him to ask for information and said that Wei Congxi's cheap wife was sick.

Wang Han sneered, these are all excuses. Who wouldn't know that the third lady of the Shi family and Wei Congxi were incompatible. If it weren't for the emperor's marriage, Wei Congxi would have killed her long ago. Now, why are they pretending to be in love with each other?

Wang Han couldn't understand why Wei Congxi avoided him, did he have another partner?

The more Wang Han thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He called the secret guards and asked the secret guards to go to the Wei family to check what Wei Congxi was doing these days.

But I didn't expect that what happened on this day would have unexpectedly happened to everyone.

Zhong Xiuling’s family.

Widow Zhang made dumplings. During dinner, Widow Zhang’s son Qiu Sheng and Lao Zhong sat together to eat dumplings, and it was so happy that it looked like a family.

Zhong Xiuling and Li ate a simple bowl of noodles in the house.

Zhong Xiuling gritted her teeth: "Mom, don't worry, when I have a future, I will come back to pick you up."

"You are doing well, so mom will feel relieved." Li patted Zhong Xiuling's hand and said with relief.

Although the mother and daughter didn't eat dumplings, they were not in that bad mood.

After all, Zhong Xiuling decided to leave for Lanjing after the New Year, and she was full of yearning for the future.

At night, everyone in the yard fell asleep. Lao Zhong and Widow Zhang had tossed for a long time and fell asleep. However, Qiu Sheng, who lived next to them, couldn't sleep.

He is not young this year. His mother has already booked him a marriage, but the woman's appearance is really not satisfactory.

Since seeing Zhong Xiuling, Qiu Sheng has liked her. He mentioned it several times with Widow Zhang, but was scolded by Widow Zhang.

Qiu Sheng was very depressed.

After moving to Zhong's house, Lao Zhong and Widow Zhang were troubled by the weather. Qiu Sheng could hear it clearly. How could he bear it at this age?

Today, he drank wine and listened to it in the middle of the night, and the evil fire had already become strong.

He got up and put on his clothes, went under Zhong Xiuling's window, poked a hole in the window with his hands, and looked in secret.

Zhong Xiuling was so excited that she couldn't sleep because she was going to Lanjing that she finally felt a little sleepy. Just as she was about to go to bed, she heard footsteps outside the door.

She stared at the window and saw someone poking a hole to peek at her. She knew that this person was the son of Widow Zhang without asking.

She was furious and sat up.

Qiu Sheng didn't expect her to wake up. He was worried that Zhong Xiuling would say it out, so he ran into Zhong Xiuling's room when he was anxious. Zhong Xiuling was about to go out when he saw Qiu Sheng coming in, she screamed in panic. Qiu Sheng hurriedly covered her mouth. The more Zhong Xiuling resisted, the more force Qiu Sheng exerted, and soon, Zhong Xiuling stopped moving.

Qiu Sheng touched him and Zhong Xiuling was exhausted. He fell to the ground in fear and his mind went blank. Looking at Zhong Xiuling who was lying on the bed with no breath, he hurriedly stood up and ran away in a hurry.

Li's sleep was very light. When she heard something seemed to be moving around Zhong Xiuling, she struggled and saw someone running out of Zhong Xiuling's room and then running to the main house.

Li knew it was Qiu Sheng, so he went to Xiuling's room so late...

Li didn't even care about wearing shoes, so he hurried to Zhong Xiuling's room. Zhong Xiuling's clothes were still intact, but the person was lying there motionless.

Li's heart sank, and hurriedly ran over, only to find that Zhong Xiuling was dead...

The sky of Li's family fell, and she lost the reason and hope to survive.

She sat next to Zhong Xiuling's body for a long time, dressed her, put on her clothes with a smile, dressed Zhong Xiuling, combed her hair, walked out of the room, locked the doors of Lao Zhong and Qiu Sheng directly from outside, and even the door was locked. Then she walked to the kitchen, piled all the firewood at the door, and poured all the remaining oil in the kitchen at the door.

Both Lao Zhong and Widow Zhang drank alcohol, and after struggling for the middle of the night, they were so tired that they slept to death and found nothing unusual.

Qiu Sheng was afraid and regretful because of the murder, and did not find any abnormalities.

After the fire started, several people woke up.

Lao Zhong ran out without even having to wear his clothes, but he found that the door was locked, and the flames outside the door instantly ignited...

"Mrs. Li, you bastard, please let me go out." Old Zhong saw Li sitting on the stone platform in the yard staring at him.

She looked like a hungry ghost who was trying to find a life, with her hair disheveled, and her eyes staring at them with resentment. Her eyes made Lao Zhong shudder.

"Zhong Qing, you are a beast that is worse than a pig or a dog!" Li said quietly.

Old Zhong looked at Li, who was like a hungry ghost, and he turned his head and saw clearly that it was Zhong Xiuling who was holding in Li's arms. Zhong Xiuling's eyes were closed and motionless.

Although Lao Zhong didn't know what happened, he understood that Zhong Xiuling was probably dead.

Zhong Xiuling's face flashed in front of him. The little doll, who was as carved as jade when he was a child, grabbed his sleeve and called him dad sweetly.

"Xiao Ling!" Lao Zhong muttered.

Li looked up and stared at the room coldly: "Your good son killed my daughter, so you all have to be buried with you."

Old Zhong was stunned.

Good son? He doesn't have a son!

Since he thought of Widow Zhang's son Qiu Sheng, Li was mocking him for treating Qiu Sheng as his son.

Widow Zhang is not a good man. Although she was afraid, she still cursed: "Li, you cousin, dare to slander my son! Open the door for me quickly, otherwise I will not spare you."

"Zhang Xiaohua, you know what you have done. You, your lover, and your son, will not die well!"

Li said and said and laughed: "Xiaoling, look at the people who make us difficult, we are here to accompany us today. We are no longer lonely on the road to the underworld."

Li is already crazy.

The thick smoke gradually entered the room, and Widow Zhang and Lianlian coughed, and then they heard Qiu Sheng's howling like a pig.

Li lit Qiu Sheng's house first to let Lao Zhong and Widow Zhang watch Qiu Sheng and die before they die.

"Let me out..." Widow Zhang shouted desperately, and the thick smoke poured into her throat. Soon she couldn't even say a word.

Lao Zhong picked up a chair and smashed it at the door. The door was quickly smashed open. He ran out, but as soon as he stepped out of the house, he found that the door was the place where the fire started. A cold wind blew by. As soon as he left the door, the fire rolled over. Lao Zhong couldn't dodge and quickly let out a shrill cry.

His screams were particularly clear on the quiet night.

When Li heard this, he looked up at him, then lowered his head. She gently stroked Zhong Xiuling's face and hummed the songs that Zhong Xiuling often hummed when she was a child.
Chapter completed!