Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 647 The Young Master's Corpse Bride of the Republic of China 43

Normally, the people in the room should have been evacuated immediately, but it was obviously too late. Now all He Yajun could do was rely on herself.

If anything happens, it has nothing to do with her.

After all, it was He Yajun who proposed this plan in the beginning, and she just agreed to cooperate.

Madam Jiang sighed.

Ever since Jiang Shangwu and Jiang Yingjie were killed, she had lost her footing in the old house. The Second Wife was a useless person with a pig's brain, she couldn't do anything, and she was bored to death all day long.

A few days ago, He Yajun took the initiative to seek cooperation with her.

She said that if Madam Jiang could help her drive Song Nianru out of the Jiang family, then the eldest son Jiang Shangwen would be deeply shocked. In this way, Jiang Shangbin would be able to stand out in the Jiang family and become the next head of the family.

As a reward, after He Yajun married into the family, she would bring Madam Jiang back to the old house in the name of "fulfilling filial piety" and share the management of the inner house with her.

The old lady agreed happily.

It doesn't matter whether things succeed or not, her main goal is to get involved.

Anyway, her biological son died long ago, so why should the one who survived inherit the family business and have a large family? She refused to accept it! As long as the Jiang family was not at peace, she would feel happy and happy just watching it.

That’s why this happened today.

The birthday party invited people from the old house and some old friends.

At the beginning, everything went smoothly, and she was already waiting for the show to begin. Who could have thought that the wife Jiang Shangwen married was beautiful, but her behavior was so rebellious and completely unconventional?

But on second thought, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, she didn't really like Jiang Shangbin and He Yajun, two cunning guys. What did the success of the matter have to do with her? It was just a play, so what was the difference between watching it and not watching it?

Thinking of this, she became excited again and immediately greeted the guests attending the banquet:

"Come on, come on, I've arranged a wonderful show in the garden at the back. Let's have a look today!"

The guests were confused but happy to cooperate and followed Madam Jiang to the back garden.

This route was chosen by the old lady in advance. It was slightly closer than the one Song Nianru and the others had taken. It led to the back garden and passed by the guest room where Song Nianru and the others were changing clothes.

Song Nianru dragged He Yajun and followed the maid. When they arrived in front of a row of guest rooms, the maid stopped hesitantly.

"Which one?" Song Nianru asked.

The maid hesitated for a moment and pointed to a guest room.

Song Nianru used her spiritual sense to investigate and immediately sneered - Don't want to play anymore? That depends on whether she wants to or not. Without saying anything, she pulled He Yajun and walked straight to another guest room.

"Madam, you've come to the wrong place. This is the wrong room."

The maid followed closely and warned. Song Nianru stopped abruptly and looked at her sharply:

"You want to die?"

The maid was frightened by her aura and shrank her neck sharply:

"Yes, I'm sorry, Madam, I was wrong!" After saying that, he turned around and ran, apparently wanting to escape.

Song Nianru snorted coldly - a palm wind from a distance knocked her unconscious, then she turned around and gave the terrified He Yajun a heavy blow on the back of the neck.

He Yajun rolled her eyes and collapsed to the ground. Song Nianru effortlessly dragged them both into the room she had chosen, one in each hand.

The room was filled with the smell of cheap aphrodisiac incense.

If it was an ordinary person setting up a scheme, at most they would trick the victim into the room and then arrange for someone to go in and catch the adulterer. But He Yajun and Old Madam Jiang were obviously more ruthless.

Probably to ensure a sure hit. There was a mezzanine in the wall of this room, and there were people hiding in the mezzanine, and there was more than one person.

Song Nianru could hear the heavy breathing even without using her spiritual sense.

She sneered.

He quickly removed the outer clothes of He Yajun and the maid, and stuffed a small, enhanced pill into each of them.

Then he smashed the interlayer with one palm and turned around to close the door.

As the mezzanine was shattered, several people inside fell into the room involuntarily. What they saw before them was a garden full of spring scenery.

The waves rise and fall between breaths.

These people had been warned beforehand, and now it was even harder to restrain themselves. The scent made it impossible for them to tell who was lying there.

Perhaps because of his reckless actions, he woke up He Yajun and the maid, who were already taking effect of the drug...

The scene was a little chaotic for a while.

At this moment, Madam Jiang was leading her guests through a long and narrow corridor. From a distance, they could see a tall stage temporarily set up in the garden.

On the stage, drums and music sounded.

The actors, their faces heavily painted, dressed in red and green, were singing a play of "Romance of the Western Chamber" with great enthusiasm:

"Splendid silk against a brilliant white, red fragrance accentuates the color. Spring has arrived, flowers play with the moon. Gently pluck a willow branch, and dewdrops on peonies blossom... How marvelous!"

The voice was so melodious that it made my heart flutter.

The old lady of the Zhong family smiled and spat at Old Lady Jiang:

"Bah, what a disrespectful old fellow! How old are you, and you still have the heart to listen to such music!"

Madam Jiang didn't care at all and just smiled complacently:

"This is the first time I've heard this song. I think the servants just ordered it randomly."

"But today is my old lady's birthday, so it's a perfect occasion. They say that the oldest person is the most powerful person in the world, so let's indulge ourselves for a day. We don't care about whether it's meat or vegetables, we just want to join in the fun and have some fun."

"Mrs. Jiang's words make sense,"

Several old ladies among the guests echoed and laughed:

"As the saying goes, a play is like life, full of twists and turns... We old guys are half buried in the ground, and now is the time to be happy and joyful. Let's listen to this play!"

"Ha ha ha ha,"

All the old ladies burst into hearty laughter.

At this moment, they heard a strange sound coming from the guest room next door, and the sound became louder and louder. The old ladies looked at each other in surprise.

"Hey, big sister, what's going on? The play on the stage isn't enough, there's another one hidden here."

Mrs. Zhong smiled and said:

"Your birthday party today is arranged with great sincerity!"

"Yes, sister,"

The old lady of the Chen family also joked:

"Today's birthday banquet is truly unique and clearly put a lot of thought into it. We should really enjoy it and not let our elder sister down!"

Upon hearing this, the old ladies all laughed knowingly.

Everyone here is a thousand-year-old fox, a champion who has fought his way out of the mansion. Who doesn't know the twists and turns of the inner house?

However, since they were invited by the host to watch the fun today, they just had to cooperate. Otherwise, how boring would it be to just sit and wait for death every day after eating and drinking.

"Oh, you guys have misunderstood me. I was completely unaware of this."

Madam Jiang remained calm and went straight into a bunch of nonsense.

Then he waved his hand:

"Come on, let's go and take a look. I want to know what kind of play this is!"