Evil King, Please Be Gentle - Chapter 687

What three soul five steps, Mrs. song heard confused, straight black face looking at this open little guy, dissatisfied with the way: “you deliberately pull on the family to do what, you are not going to plant this thing on him?”

Speaking of this, Mrs. song sneered: “you are really trying to get rid of this matter. It’s his biological father who lies there. Even if his conscience is eaten by a dog, he can’t do such unfilial things. You are really shameless!”

Looking at Mrs. song, the little boy had such a big reaction. He looked back at Lin Chuyu. Lin Chuyu was not in a hurry. He told Zhuque, “have all the doctors been informed?”

“I’ve already informed you that not only the imperial doctors, but also some famous doctors in the capital have been invited. Later, they will go in one after another for examination and list the results separately.” The rosefinch returned.

“That’s good. Just wait. I believe it’s time for song to arrive soon.” Lin Chuyu finished and looked at yeran. Yeran nodded to her knowingly. Then she asked someone to put some chairs under the corridor and sit down together.

Under this corridor, just close to a small flower bed, the weather is getting warmer, and the flowers in the flower bed can also be seen sprouting.

Ye ran, wearing a dark blue cloak, sat down on one side, took tea in his hand, tasted it, and then whispered to Lin Chuyu: “it seems that even if you really come up with evidence, Mrs. song will not believe it.”

“After all, my husband died, but my own son did.” Lin Chuyu looks at Mrs. song, who is sitting nearby accompanied by song Rushi. As a mother, Lin Chuyu has a little pity, but he can only come here. There are national laws and family rules at home. No matter song Jiacheng is involved with the people of Southern Xinjiang and violates the national laws, he is now disobedient and murdering his father, which is also a serious crime.

Occasionally there is a wind blowing from the corridor, and the residual heat of the tea is curling. Lin Chuyu is a little lazy, wrapped in a red cape with rough edges, waiting quietly until there is a sound at the door.

When he saw that song Jiacheng looked at him from a distance with a little murderous spirit, he felt a stream of Yin Qi floating on his back. He thought that if he had not been brought here, he would have been killed.

Xiao Si quickly put aside his eyes, and song Jiacheng also looked at Lin Chuyu.

Now that song Jiacheng knows Lin Chuyu’s identity, he will not treat her as a dispensable merchant’s wife. Moreover, he has heard about Lin Chuyu’s power. The little princess is not only intelligent in nature, but also skillful in means. When she was divorced from her family, she may have a share of her “credit.”.

“Jiacheng, why are you here?”

When Mrs. song saw that the achievements of the Song family had really come, she was nervous for a moment, but she still had selfishness. She immediately got up and took him, and said, “just now that little fellow said that you bought something like sanhunxiang and wubuxiang, isn’t it true?”

“Of course not.” In the Song Dynasty, Mrs. song laughed, but her hand tightened.

Lin Chuyu is aware of his insidious ruthlessness, and the corners of his mouth light up. It seems that people are really killed by him.

But Mrs. song seemed to be comforted. She was very happy. By the way, she angrily gouged out her eyes and said, “what on earth do you want to do, dare to wrongly my son, and who ordered you?”

The little boy opened his mouth and didn’t know how to reply.

Song Jiacheng also took the opportunity to say: “just mother, father is gone now, we can no longer offend people, let’s go back first.”

Lin Chuyu saw that song Jiacheng had the face to stir up the relationship between Mrs. song and them. Without waiting for her to speak, she heard yeran say: “there is a special place for sanhunxiang and wubuxiang.”

“What’s special?” Asked the boy.

Song Jiacheng’s hand in his sleeve is tightening. He knows yeran’s identity as a miracle doctor. He also knows that as long as yeran comes, song’s death of sanhunxiang will not be concealed. That’s why he is so anxious to use wubuxiang to remove the traces of sanhunxiang. However, he is negligent and doesn’t kill the boy immediately

Ye ran looked at Song Jiacheng, who was a little nervous, and said, “when you use these two kinds of medicine, it is bound to be stained on your hand. As long as you use ink to soak the poisoned hand, it is bound not to be stained with ink.”

“Come on, get the ink.” Dali Temple Cheng immediately called politely.

The green veins in the Song family’s forehead have already appeared. Song Rushi saw the clue and said, “Niang, don’t you say you are unwell? Why don’t you go back and have a rest first? There’s Taifu sitting here in person. I think we can find out the murderer soon. Let’s go back first.”

Mrs. song was stunned and looked at Song Rushi. She opened her eyes to song Rushi’s guilty heart. Mrs. song was stunned and looked at Song Jiacheng.

Looking at Mrs. song, song Jiacheng seemed to know that the murderer was him, but even so, he could not bow his head: “mother, if you are not comfortable, your son will send you back first.”

With that, song Jiacheng came to help Mrs. song’s arm.