"Mom, please stop talking. The matter is over now, let's talk properly." Wen Yiting thought that his parents would be executed in a short time.

I felt extremely uncomfortable.

When Liu Ruqin heard what he said, she also thought that it would not be long before she would be paraded through the streets in a prison car and beheaded.

Immediately I cried even more sadly.

Liu Xiyue also cried when she thought about being exiled in the future.

Others were also infected, and for a while, the adjacent cells were filled with heartbreaking cries.

Even Wen Mingqi, Wen Yiting and others who were embarrassed to cry looked sad.

In this way, Jiang Wan sat calmly in the corner, which made her look particularly conspicuous.

Liu Xiyue wiped away tears.

He glanced at Jiang Wan resentfully.

Biting her lip, she said, "Speaking of which, it would have been better if Mrs. Jiang had stopped them.

We wouldn’t have today either.”

When Liu Ruqin heard what her niece said, her eyes immediately turned red with anger.

"Yes, even Jiang Wan, you bitch, it's all you. It's you who has harmed everyone, doesn't your conscience hurt?

Because of you, we all have to die."

When Liu Ruqin spoke like this, everyone's hateful eyes were focused on Jiang Wan.

Wen Mingqi raised his tired eyelids and took a look.

Then close it again.

What else can be said.

It’s not that everyone doesn’t understand.

Even if Jiang Wan risked her life to stop it, she still couldn't stop it.

But people are in despair and hatred.

Always find an outlet for your anger.

Jiang Wan became the target of this vent.

Even he couldn't help but think about it.

If only Jiang Wan had been more decisive and threatened Princess Changle with her life.

Is it really possible to stop those people?

After all, Jiang Wan's father was a famous scholar.

Nowadays, there are many high-ranking ministers in the court, many of whom were inspired by her father.

Even though my father-in-law has passed away, as his only daughter, if I really have to go out of my way to ask for help, many people may still give me a helping hand.

This was also the reason why he did not dare to divorce his wife no matter how much he disliked her.

However, she watched the guards break in through the door with such indifference.

He even invited people in personally.

Wen Mingqi suppressed the hatred in her heart.

Don't go too far, Ruqin and the others can do whatever they want to her.

You're going to die anyway, right?

With Liu Ruqin as the representative, everyone in the Wen family looked like they wanted Jiang Wan to die.

All kinds of unpleasant words kept coming from my ears.

Jiang Wan just sneered, then closed her eyes and ignored it at all.

This attitude made Liu Ruqin even more angry and lost her mind.

He gritted his teeth and rushed to Jiang Wan.

"Are you still very proud? Have you been hoping that we would all die together with you? Ah? Just tell me. Do you dare to do it or not?"

Jiang Wan opened her eyes, with contempt in her eyes, and sneered.

"Yes, I am very proud and happy. You also have today, how can I not be happy.

Instead of me being in hell alone, wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to go to hell together?”

"you...."

Liu Ruqin raised her hand to hit Jiang Wan, but then held back.

Prisoners are not allowed to do anything here. She was taken away and whipped before.

Liu Ruqin glared at Jiang Wan fiercely.

Then he thought of something and let out a ferocious laugh.

"You're very proud, aren't you? You may have forgotten that because of what you did, the daughter you care about most is also in bad luck."

"Let me think about where they are being held. Well, it should be in the cell next door."

"Haha, Mrs. Jiang is so righteous and loyal to Da Qin and Princess Changle. But as a result, you invited her in. Now you and your daughter are about to be beheaded. Will Her Royal Highness, the princess, care about your life or death?

"

Jiang Wan's face stiffened for a moment.

She does not regret her original decision.

In her opinion, it would be better for her daughter to die in a family like that.

But these days, she still couldn't help but think about it.

Will her daughter blame her?

Is my daughter stronger than me? Even if life is painful, she still wants to live?

Liu Ruqin's words at this moment opened her most secret wound.

It made her face turn a little pale.

Why couldn't Liu Ruqin see that she had touched Jiang Wan's pain point?

A strange joy arose in my heart. "Hahaha Jiang Wan, admit it, you were the one who killed your daughter.

When she was still in the palace, you could not protect her and allowed her to be married to an old and ugly pervert by me, a concubine you looked down upon.

Now you still can't protect her, and you even pushed her to hell with your own hands."

"As a mother, don't you feel guilty? If you ask me, you don't deserve to be a mother."

"When you were in the house, you couldn't compete with me. You maintained your Jiang family's arrogance and nobility, and didn't bother to use means to win over men, right? In the end, who was harmed? Not only were you despised by the master, but also your daughter.

I will suffer with you."

"When she gets married, she will have to bear the consequences of your self-righteousness. Do you think she will hate you? If there is a next life, she will probably have to think about being as far away from you as possible.

Everything she suffered was given by you, a noble and incompetent mother."

"Shut up, shut up." Jiang Wan finally couldn't help it and roared with red eyes.

"I won't, I won't, you don't want to hear it, right? I want to tell you, you killed your own daughter, and when you die, you have to let your daughter be buried with you, hahaha, isn't it ridiculous?

When you were rushing to please the princess, did you ever think about today?"

Jiang Wan tightly held the wooden board behind her, with despair in her eyes.

Maybe Liu Ruqin is right.

She doesn't deserve to be a mother, she can't even protect her own daughter.

She doesn't deserve to live at all.

The deep guilt almost overwhelmed her.

Just when Jiang Wan could hardly suppress the guilt in her heart, her throat felt sweet...

"Creak." The door opened.

What followed was a uniform pace.

Accompanied by the warden's flattering voice.

"Miss Zhaoli, there are steps here. Please be careful where you step. Please come this way."

"Girl, this is it."

The warden and Zhaoli stood in front of the Wen family's cell door.

"Open the door."

"yes."
To be continued...