Bei Mingkang also loves drinking now.

Everything can be solved with wine.

For down-and-out people, there is no distinction between high and low classes, because they are all the same...

At this time, Aunt Jing was very obedient and was not by his side. She was just an ordinary woman who couldn't bear a slap from the master, so she just had to play her role and take care of the house's internal affairs. She could ask for help when the master was happy. What a coincidence, when the master is unhappy, he pushes others to die.

There is always a certain end to the inner house. Women who have no love in their hearts can live longer and better. If they have desires in their hearts, they will definitely be hurt more deeply. Having no desires and desires is the last armor of defense, but the world can never understand it. The mystery...

Bei Mingkang became more and more angry as he drank. He completely lost the noble temperament of the city lord, and there was no Jieyuhua to relieve his anger. He was depressed and drunk. He suddenly stood up and slapped the table, staggering all the way to Mrs. Wang's yard.

Arriving at this familiar yet unfamiliar courtyard, Beimingkang felt like he was in another world.

It seems like I have returned to the past, all the misfortunes have not happened, the children have not grown up yet...

A gust of wind blew, and his somewhat confused mind seemed to clear up. He looked at everything in front of him intently.

Everything in the yard is the same as before, but different at the same time. The flowers, plants and trees are growing wildly, and it seems that no one has taken care of it recently.

There are no more neat little girls standing in the courtyard like before. When they see him, they salute and go in with a smile to invite his wife.

Only an old woman at the door, probably drunk, turned out to be like him. Could it be that she had encountered something difficult to deal with? She was nesting there, making wild pig noises.

Bei Mingkang frowned slightly, walked in without saying a word, and opened the door.

It was dark inside, except for the sound of the draft.

"Prince Wang Chao, Qing Chao Wang, Qing Chao Wang, where are you!" Bei Mingkang shouted angrily as he came in. He also called him by his first name as before in the inner room.

But I couldn't find that person.

An old woman ran over from a distance, knelt down and replied: "As for me, my wife is in the small Buddhist hall at the back."

Bei Mingkang strode to the small Buddhist hall at the back, where an oil lamp was lit.

He kicked the door open, and a gust of wind rushed in with him.

The lights in the small Buddhist hall were very dim. A woman with gray hair was sitting there on her knees counting Buddha beans. She was startled by the sudden movement and looked back...

The two couples looked at each other, both very surprised.

"Chao Qing, why have you become like this?" Bei Mingkang opened his mouth wide, as if he didn't believe his eyes.

The city lord's wife, who was as beautiful as her own daughter and looked to be less than thirty years old, had only just turned into a gray-haired woman.

At this time, Bei Mingkang even felt a little pity in his heart. After all, he was his wife who had been in love for many years.

Wang Chaoqing didn't cry. He probably cried too much and had no tears anymore.

She said indifferently: "You are here. If something bad happened, tell me and I will listen!"

The pity that Bei Mingkang had just had was immediately wiped out.

He strode forward and grabbed Mrs. Wang's neck: "It was you, you did it, you vicious woman, she is your daughter, your biological daughter."

Mrs. Wang coughed and said: "What's the use of such an unfilial daughter? It's better to die."
Chapter completed!