There is a god in the sky

Chapter 8 Adopted Daughter Lanxiang 8

Fu Qingyan laughed self-deprecatingly.

Wei Lanxiang finished tidying up the house, heard laughter, turned around and glanced at him.

She said coldly, "Your head is injured, so be careful. If the wound reopens, even a god can't save you."

Fu Qingyan's laughter stopped abruptly.

He didn't want to die, and he couldn't die. He still wanted to find that adulterous couple and make them pay the price!

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Miss Wei carrying an empty bowl out.

She's a girl with a truly aloof and reserved personality.

But the fact that she was able to save herself from the mass grave means she must be a girl who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

If Fu Qingyan knew that he was almost dissected by his savior, I wonder if he would still think she was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

With another person in the house, it was no longer appropriate for Wei Lanxiang to perform a dissection. Considering that the Mid-Autumn Festival was in two days, she packed her luggage simply.

Starting when she was ten years old, she would go to Guli Town once a year for the Qingming Festival and the Ghost Festival.

Her loved ones' ashes had long since merged with the earth, and she was unable to collect their bodies. All she could do was burn paper money to commemorate them, trying to fill the emptiness in her heart.

The Ding family's affair has blown up.

Whenever Wei Laodao went into town to buy wine, he could hear people discussing this matter on the streets and alleys.

"The poor young master was actually killed by a concubine in the manor. How old was he?"

"Yes, the young master of the Ding family was a kind man. He used to give food and clothes to the children on the street. I never thought that good people don't live long."

"The Ding family is already so rich, and Master Ding only has two sons, the other one is still in his arms. Isn't it a bit too early to fight over the inheritance?"

"The most poisonous heart is that of a woman."

"Go to the government office quickly. Madam Ding has dragged her concubine into the courtroom, and the magistrate has started the trial."

"Let's go, let's go see what happens to that poisonous woman."

Upon hearing this, most of the idlers on the street rushed to the county government office.

Old Master Wei listened for a while and was also curious about how Young Master Ding died, so he followed him.

Madam Ding gathered all the witnesses and evidence. In the courtroom, not only was Ding's concubine kneeling, but also an old woman and a maid.

The case was handled quickly; the arsenic was bought by the old woman from a traveling doctor in another town.

The candied hawthorn tarts laced with arsenic were given to Young Master Ding by a maid who then deliberately led him to the river to watch the ducks before pushing him into the water.

Both confessed that they were acting under the orders of Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu naturally denied it, but after being put in a mortise and tenure by Magistrate Fang, she confessed the truth after two rounds of interrogation.

Madam Ding snatched the bailiff's stick and struck Aunt Liu hard.

If they hadn't been stopped, they probably would have beaten this vicious woman to death in court.

Mr. Ding, who was not yet thirty years old, turned white-haired overnight, and his eyes lost their sparkle.

"Shuhua, do you have to do this? I know you are heartbroken that Jige is no longer alive, but Yuge is also our child."

Master Ding dared not offend Magistrate Fang. Seeing his beloved concubine being treated this way, he felt a mixture of heartache and hatred.

He believed it was a forced confession.

His eyebrows are soft and gentle; how could he possibly poison people?

He said, in his self-righteous magnanimity, "Even if Meishuang deserves her punishment, Yu-ge'er is innocent, so she can be registered under your name..."

Fang Shuhua slapped him, interrupting him.

Seeing the incredulous look in her husband's eyes, she suddenly laughed.

"Ding Huaizhi, you wish!"

She whispered in her husband's ear, "You still don't believe she killed my son. It doesn't matter, one life for another!"

Master Ding pointed at her, too angry to speak.

"My lord, I want a divorce!" Fang Shuhua shouted.

No one expected that after reporting Concubine Liu, Madam Ding would actually propose a divorce in court.