Chapter 982 Master Yang, you are dead

  Master Yang is dead.

   Really dead.

  The triumphant wife before, was proud of it at that time.

   also asked Mrs. Zheng to squeeze his shoulders and beat her legs. She also asked her to kneel in the ancestral hall without his permission.

this will…

   Come out from the palace.

  Ms. Yang's heart was cold.

  "Where's the madam?" Master Yang got out of the carriage and shrank his neck. It was really cold under the heavy snow.

  The concierge glanced at the adult, and said in a polite way: "Madam sent someone to the palace to inquire about the news. Ask the adult if he is really teaching his wife by order."

  Master Yang stood tall all over his body.

   "When did you go? Who did it?" Master Yang's eyes were almost glaring, hoping that the servants sent to the past would not be able to enter the palace gate.

  The concierge whispered: "Madam is afraid that the servants will not be able to enter the palace gate. So she sent the nurse into the palace." Madam Zheng is the daughter of Zheng's family, and the nurse came out of the palace.

  Naturally, there is a doorway for her to enter the palace.

  Master Yang clutched his heart: "I remember, since the wife severed ties with the Zheng family, she has been in a good relationship with the empress dowager, huh?" Master Yang still has a fluke mentality.

  The concierge nodded quietly: "Master, don't you all know. Madam likes Lulu girl, Lulu is familiar with your majesty and the queen mother, and the lady naturally has some friendship with the queen mother."

and so? ? ?

  Master Yang is extremely suspicious, and the nurse will ask Jiang Huailu.

  A heart fell in fright.

  Master Yang’s face is uglier than crying: "Where is the madam?"

   "The lady is still kneeling in the ancestral hall, she said, the master ordered his wife to teach her, and she won't get up if the master doesn't let her get up."

  Master Yang walked deep and shallow to the backyard.

  Sure enough, there were two close-knit maids waiting outside the door.

  The ancestral hall was so warm, Master Yang wanted to fight for a bit of face for himself, but he didn't dare to really scold his daughter-in-law.

   People ordered a lot of silver charcoal before going out.

   Seeing the kneeling straight daughter-in-law at this moment, Master Yang has a guilty conscience.

  Ahem...

  Master Yang gave a light cough.

  Ms. Zheng did not move.

  Master Yang felt even more unsure.

  Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you cheated me.

  You told me not to be strict with wives, and you told me to go back and be an upright husband. As a result, you turned your head and a little girl couldn't hold her head up.

Hey.

  "Bend you up. It's cold in winter. I've been kneeling for a long time and feel bad for my husband." Mrs. Yang said in a low voice, seeing his wife without looking back, his heart became more and more senseless.

"Where do you dare to be a concubine? You are a big man, a court order officer, and a concubine is just a small woman. If you let go east, I dare not go west. If you let me stand, I can't sit. There is no command from the master. , Where would you dare to get up." Mrs. Zheng's nickname is Wanwan.

  Master Yang felt numb in his heart.

   "Wanwan, I just deal with your Majesty. Get up, Wanwan, what do you have to do for your husband. For your husband, you will not be punished." Mrs. Yang secretly glanced at his wife and said in a low voice.

  Ms. Zheng seemed to be a little wronged when she heard this.

"You punish me, what should I do? If you marry you, you will be exiled, and I will be exiled. When you go back to Beijing, I will go back to Beijing. After you come back, because of different political opinions, I broke with my parents. I chose you alone. , I will have no home in the future. If you punish me, I can only admit it. After all, I am also homeless." Madam Zheng said, she burst into tears.

  The distressed Master Yang pumped straight.

   "Wanwan I was wrong. After you hit me and scolded me, I didn't fight back, and there was no complaint. It was my husband's fault, and I was wrong." Mrs. Yang stepped forward and held Madam Zheng with tears in his face.

  (End of this chapter)