"But there's one thing you can't imitate. There is a characteristic in Xia Jie's body that only the people closest to him know."
"Since you don't admit it, then please invite Madam."
Madam please?
Everyone's spirits were shaken.
What does this beggar mean? There is really a characteristic in Xia Jie that only those closest to him know.
Speaking of the closest person, of course it is my first wife who stays with me day and night.
"Bastard! Are you worthy of meeting my wife?"
"I'll kill you!" Xia Jie roared and brandished his knife.
The prisoner was unafraid and sneered: "You are just practicing the flower-cutting sword technique."
"It's just a lie on the surface. Do you really think that you can kill people with this little knowledge of yours?"
"What did you say?" Xia Jie panicked when he heard the prisoner talk about his hidden illness.
In the midst of the quarrel, the maid's clear voice suddenly came from the other side of the lake.
"Madam is here!"
lady?
Everyone looked up and saw a group of maids and maids pouring out of the largest villa in the middle.
Behind them, among the stars and the moon, there was a woman. She was wearing a bright red festive cheongsam, with an elegant posture, and she was walking slowly.
On the haggard face, the eyes are clear, and the splendor of his youth can be vaguely seen.
Now, although she is only in her fifties, she already has beautiful hair.
Coupled with her clear eyes, she vaguely gives people the feeling of a white-haired witch.
Logically speaking, as the mistress of a family of the size of the Xia family, she should be well-maintained and have been young for a long time.
Before this, no one would have thought that this goddess by the Mingyue Lake would be so haggard and premature.
"What's going on? Who asked Madam to come out?"
"Go and tell her that it's not peaceful here today. For her safety, please go back and rest."
Xia Jie said in a deep voice. However, now there is only one Mu Taoist among his confidants. The rest of the people, although they are not sure which is right and which is wrong, have begun to adopt a wait-and-see attitude.
But Mu Taoist was still injured, and it was difficult for him to survive alone.
He remained silent, his eyes flickering, as if he was waiting for an opportunity to launch a crucial blow.
"mom!"
In the distance, Xia Ming shouted and ran over excitedly.
He knelt down in front of his mother and cried bitterly.
"Good boy, I have made you suffer all these years."
"I won't cry tomorrow." Wang Mingyue touched her son's head and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Mom!" Xia Ming felt heartbroken when he saw his mother aging so hard. He wiped away his tears and said, "A lot of things happened today. Do you still remember the Wang Yuan from back then?"
"Xia Ben said that person... is actually Wang Yuan!"
Wang Mingyue smiled bitterly and said: "Although I didn't show up before, I already know everything that happened here."
"Tomorrow, there are some things that my mother has been unable to figure out. I hope that today we can get justice for both of us."
"Walk."
She held Xia Ming's hand and came to the pavilion firmly.
"Mrs. Sister-in-law!" Xia Ben hurriedly greeted her.
Wang Mingyue ignored Xia Ben, but looked straight at the unkempt prisoner.
In stark contrast to before, the prisoner, who had always been angry and high-spirited, did not even dare to raise his head.
Under Wang Mingyue's gaze, he seemed to be very flustered, lowering his head and wanting to hide.