Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

The eldest lady sat down next to her and said angrily, "You still say that! You are really stupid. Didn't I tell you not to act rashly? The prince will definitely not spare her, and you are still so impatient."

"Mom, I really can't stand her anymore. She dares to fool me. Besides, dad believes what I say." Su Baixi seemed very indifferent.

The eldest lady glared at her, a little helpless, and said, "Do you really think that your father believed your words before punishing Shaoyao?"

"Isn't it?" Su Baixi sat up.

"Of course not. Firstly, he really loves you, and secondly, he wants to save the face of the Prime Minister."

"So, grandma doesn't believe me either?" Su Baixi twisted the handkerchief in her hand and panicked. Grandma and the Queen Mother were on good terms. If grandma changed her mind, wouldn't her entry into the palace also be affected? Thinking about it, she

He blamed Su Baixi for the incident, "It's all because of that bitch, I can't spare her."

"Hmph." The eldest lady snorted softly, "There is a long way to go. The most urgent task now is that you go to your father to apologize, put all the blame on Su Yueming, and reshape your image as the first daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister."

After Su Yueming returned to Yuming Garden, a doctor came over to examine her body. Half an hour after the doctor left, Mrs. Jiang also came over with Zijuan and others.

"Third Aunt." Su Yueming was about to get off the bed.

"Don't come down, just rest on the couch." Mrs. Jiang stepped forward, held her down, and ordered Zijuan to put the things presented by the old lady on the table.

"Third Aunt, thank you." Su Yueming's face was pale, with tears in her eyes, and her eyes were red.

Jiang waved everyone else down, leaving her alone. She sat in front of Su Yueming's bed, wiped her tears, and said, "Poor girl, you are really wronged today."

Su Yueming smiled bitterly and sighed, "Only Third Aunt is willing to pity Yueming. Third Aunt, thank you."

"These old ladies know it well. She knows that you have the overall situation in mind and asked me to bring some things here."

"Please third aunt thank grandma for me."

"Hey..." Ms. Jiang sighed heavily, held Su Yueming's cold hand, and said, "Yueming, are you really going to suffer such a big loss in silence without any resentment? Today, they want

It’s your life.”

Su Yue's bright eyes flashed and she said, "What Third Aunt means is..."

"What your aunt-in-law and aunt-in-law did to you is outrageous. Your father also blindly favored Dafang's future. This is actually not the first time. In their eyes, other people's lives are not important.

It's valuable." Mrs. Jiang said, clenching her hands secretly, which hurt Su Yueming's hand. Su Yueming felt a deep resentment in this strength, and she asked with a flash in her eyes -

"Third Aunt, you seem to have a lot of resentment against your father and mother. Did anything happen in this?"

Su Yueming's question obviously ignited the hatred accumulated in Jiang's heart. She gritted her teeth and pretended to have blazing fire in her eyes, "The mysterious death of your third uncle back then must have something to do with the big house!"

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" In Su Yueming's previous life, she only knew that her third uncle died young and left a posthumous son, but she never knew that this matter had anything to do with her, Mrs. Su Buqing.

Mrs. Jiang wiped away her tears and said, "I have pity on my orphan and widowed mother."

"Then...does grandma know?" Su Yueming suddenly knew such a secret, her scalp began to tingle, and she vaguely felt that this might be an opportunity.