Sun Fengzi bit her lip unwillingly and suddenly pounced towards the former master, kneeling in front of him. The former master's face was filled with anger. She grabbed the hem of his clothes and said aggrievedly, "Dad, you have to believe me. I really don't know this girl, nor do I know what's inside this paper bag. There must be... there must be someone out there who wants to frame me. You have to believe me, believe me. I'm your daughter-in-law. You can't sentence me to death just because of an outsider's word!"
The former master glanced at Sun Fengzi coldly and forcibly tugged his clothes out of her hand. "At this point, you still refuse to admit it."
He raised his head to look at his youngest son as he spoke. He said in a deep voice, "The woman you married is most certainly capable. She bribed the servants in the house and made people put medicinal herbs that could cause miscarriage in the soup meant for your niece-in-law. Such a vicious woman..."
