Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

Ye Qingmei smiled lightly, looking so magnificent in the night.

"What do you think?"

Mrs. Qian watched as her wrist turned purple-black at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. The dots in her palm began to become densely covered, and her palm became swollen. She secretly wanted to force out the toxin.

, but the harder she worked, the faster the poison spread.

"What kind of poison is this?" Mrs. Qian's eyesight was so stupid that she couldn't tell. What kind of poison was this?

Ye Qingmei chuckled and said, "This is the secret medicine of the Ghost Pavilion, Mrs. Qian, do you want to survive?"

Yang Yuqiong felt a cold feeling on her back. She didn't know whether it was because of fear or something else, but she couldn't help but step back. The master she invited from the Ghost Pavilion was actually poisoned by Ye Qingmei? How is this possible?

This Ye Qingmei, how many surprises is she going to give people?

No! Ye Qingmei must die.

Even under such circumstances, Yang Yuqiong quickly figured out her position and was in a disadvantageous situation. Either Ye Qingmei died or she died!

Comparing the two, she would definitely want Ye Qingmei to die here.

This valley is her burial place.

"Mrs. Qian, don't listen to her nonsense!" Yang Yuqiong took a deep breath and stood next to Mrs. Qian, "She is just a wild girl who grew up in Zhangzhou, how could she have any interaction with the people in the Ghost Pavilion.

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There is a reason why Mrs. Qian agreed to this job.

"Miss Yang, people should not be judged by appearance. Just like you, I have never doubted that you are a gentle, virtuous and virtuous girl."

Mrs. Qian did not agree with Yang Yuqiong's words. She could interact with the people in the Ghost Pavilion, so why couldn't she?

Just because of the bracelet on her wrist, Mrs. Qian did not dare to underestimate her.

Such a delicate bracelet must have been made by Blacksmith Sun himself. For people like them, a satisfactory weapon is such a rare thing. Blacksmith Sun rarely accepts jobs, and the prices he accepts are extremely high.

high.

Others couldn't see it, but she could see the charm of this bracelet.

The objects made by blacksmith Sun will have their own secret marks, and her bracelet is wrapped with pomegranate branches, which vaguely has the word "Sun".

The distance was too far just now, so she didn't notice something in a girl's hand.

If she had noticed it, how could she catch the thread so rashly?

"What do you mean?" Yang Yuqiong was angry. It was just that the people he invited were not effective. He even vaguely wanted to get closer to Ye Qingmei. "Mrs. Qian, don't forget what I promised you?"

Mrs. Qian's face darkened, that matter was her heartache.

Ye Qingmei smiled and said, "Fifteen years ago, Mrs. Qian was the wife of the magistrate of Qiantang. In one night, the entire Qian family was killed. Mrs. Qian, do you know why?"

Fifteen years ago! These four words, like a thunder, exploded in Mrs. Qian's ears. She has never forgotten everything that happened fifteen years ago. She has never forgotten it.

That night, she hid in the darkroom with her belly bulging, and watched helplessly as her beloved husband was assassinated, and as she watched more than 300 people in the Qian family being silenced, and then a fire burned them to ashes.

To this day, everything that happened that night is still her nightmare.

A nightmare that lingers in my mind.