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Ning Guangyao frowned, "What secret?"

"At that time, Xue Zijing was not dead from blood cancer"

"Why!" Ning Guangyao turned around fiercely, and a pair of eyes stared at Luo Cuishan like a tiger. "You mean?"

"Yes!" Luo Cuishan laughed smugly: "You didn't expect it, I secretly bought the doctor, faked the condition, and poisoned her!"

Many expressions flashed on Ning Guangyao's face, trembling and raised a hand, and wanted to slap the woman fiercely, but in the end he endured his anger and replayed it coldly, "You are a vicious woman, son Jing ’s blind retreat in the past never made me want to fight with you at all. She was in Zhonghai, and it was also the one I voluntarily sought from her. Why did you rush to kill so much! Why! ”

"Vicious? Yes, I am vicious! Because I can't get it, no one wants to get it!" Luo Cuishan cut the railway with no effort.

Ning Guangyao nodded, "Okay, it's all over, it's over. I'll give you a few minutes to get mentally prepared. Wait, I'll let someone wait for the medicine to come in, you drink it yourself!"

With that, Ning Guangyao's eyes locked on the lame lame side, and said coldly: "These lames have taken care of you so much these days, and when you die, you will also take the medicine to him. Let it He, be with you on Huangquan Road. If he does not eat, I will send someone to solve him! "

Ning Guangyao finished speaking, sullenly, turned and left the room with two bodyguards.

As soon as the door closed, Luo Cuishan seemed to have no energy all over her body, and as soon as she was soft, she sat back on the chair and looked at the door in a daze. The tears kept falling.

"I didn't expect you to be the wife of our Prime Minister, I am not dreaming," the lame murmured.

Luo Cuishan snorted, "Mrs. Prime Minister? What's the use? It's just a poor worm that can't get even the simplest happiness."

The lame looked sad, and sighed, "Actually, what you said last time was intentionally angry with him."

Luo Cuishan turned blankly and looked at the lame, "What are you talking about?"

"Although I am not very clear who you are talking about, but I think, you should not have deliberately bought a doctor to poison the woman named Xue Zijing," the lame whispered.

Luo Cuishan's eyes flashed a strange color, "How do you know?"

"I guess", the lame smiled happily, "I can see that although you said so fiercely on your lips, you actually care about your husband. You said those words deliberately to make him think you Is a damn vicious woman, so that if he sends someone to kill you, he will not be too intolerable, will not be too painful and self-condemned "

Luo Cuishan opened her mouth, showing a touch of emotion, then smiled abruptly, "Unexpectedly, when I was dying, I met a person who really knew me. Unfortunately, that person, he has not understood me for most of his life."

"It's actually useless to say that, you haven't heard the Prime Minister, do you want us all to die? Hey, my lame didn't live in vain. This life turned out to be with the Prime Minister's wife." The lame showed a hearty smile, Self-consolation.

Luo Cuishan looked at him deeply for a while, "Actually, you have a chance not to die"

"Huh?" The lame asked wondering: "Will the prime minister change his decision?"

Luo Cuishan shook her head, "I am a mortal woman. Because I can no longer be the hostess of the Ning family, and my presence will make the Ning family stand in a dangerous position. Only when I die, can Ning Guangyao be calm. To face other families.

But you are different. In the final analysis, you are just a trivial little person. If you have a little use value, Ning Guangyao will not kill you, because in fact your death is just his outrage."

The lame was confused and asked, "How can I be of value? I'm just a master with no father, no beggar, no culture, and no fights."

Luo Cuishan lowered her eyebrows for a moment, beckoned to the lame, brought the lame's ear closer, and said something in the lame's ear.

The cripple widened his eyes in the end, "True and false! This is too ridiculous! Wouldn't it be if it spread out"

"As long as you tell me the way I tell you, Ning Guangyao will believe you. As long as you have this secret, he will not kill you in order to get this secret, but will protect you and prevent you from taking it away. Something told other families, "Luo Cuishan said.

The cripple looked at Luo Cuishan with complicated eyes and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you treat me so well? If you tell Prime Minister Ning secretly, he may have a chance to let you go."

Luo Cuishan shook her head and smiled gently, but she couldn't express the softness. "No, since he secretly captured me back to Yanjing, he didn't send it back to Ning's house, but he was already determined to die. I The reason for telling you is that, since I was young, I lived in the days of Jinyiyushi, but only these days with you on the streets, I feel the warmth that I have never had. I have always been taking care of Others, but no one has taken care of me sincerely. I want to do something for you before I die. I know you are a clever child, if you take the opportunity, you will not be just a beggar. "

There was a trace of disappointment in the lame eyes, "Do you treat me like a child?"

Luo Cuishan froze for a moment, and immediately thought of something, a flash of red unconsciously flashed on her face, and unnaturally turned her head away, said quietly: "You are younger than my son, of course, a child"

The lame smiled bitterly, "Yes, I think too much."

Luo Cuishan flashed a line of intolerance in her eyes and pursed her lips. "If you can survive, you must live alive. Strive to get back to school and learn more skills. Don't live the kind of begging and begging. Opportunity, find a better doctor and see if your feet can be cured. I believe that medicine is so developed now that there will always be a way. "

The lame nodded silently, but still in a low mood.

Luo Cuishan peeked at him for a moment, bit her lower lip, and closed her eyes reluctantly.

Shortly afterwards, two men in white coats immediately entered the room, put two bottles of oral medicine on the table indifferently, and then stood at the door, waiting for the two to drink by themselves.

Luo Cuishan did not hesitate, picked up one of the bottles, pulled out the stopper, and said to the two people at the door: "You go to Premier Ning, this young man knows a secret that I told him, that secret, absolutely Let him choose to let go of this young man, the dead person, I am enough. "

After talking, Luo Cuishan picked up the medicine bottle, pointed it at the mouth of Tan, and swallowed it.

Half a century of glory, the dawn is like a blue sky.

About ten minutes later, the door of the house opened again.

The lame man walked out of the house on foot, and was handed over to a bodyguard by two men in white coats, while the two men in white coats were busy entering the house to clean up the rest of the situation.

The lame glanced back, the woman in the room who could no longer stand on the ground, a sneer in the corner of her mouth, an inexplicable sneer

"Dead beggar! What are you looking at! Go away!" The bodyguard patted the crippled head hard and shouted.

The lame hurriedly bowed his head and said sorry, showing a pitiful expression, carefully following the bodyguard to see Ning Guangyao.

The sun was still burning steadily on the ground, where the lame walked, a slanting shadow fell

At the same time, it is still on the other side of the ocean at night, Los Angeles, darkly.

Some clouds gathered in the sky sometime, and the wind began to violently. Because it was early in the morning, there were not many vehicles, so it seemed extremely desolate and cold.

A man's figure appeared in front of the mansion on Beverly Hills, it was Yang Chen who returned from Washington.

Raising his head and looking at the thick clouds rolling in the sky, Yang Chen swallowed and murmured to himself: "Nie, don't worry about it, I will use some of my abilities to go back and forth from Los Angeles and Washington Do n’t tell me, this can also be a thunderstorm again. ”

Although it is said that from the Qing Dynasty Thunder and Thunder, the disaster will not die, but Yang Chen is not really afraid of this "Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation", the first layer is so terrifying, the following "Shangqing" and "Yuqing" Thunder, God knows how perverted?

Yang Chen scratched his head. Although he said "lightning phobia" is more shameful, it is better than being killed by thunder.

Yang Chen doesn't believe that he is so lucky every time, and the "Wang Nian Derivation Classic" can save himself every time.

Besides, you are not lacking in self-cultivation, why are you in a hurry?

It seems that in the future, I will still drive obediently and take a plane. In the interest of so many women's "sexual blessings" for life, I have to keep Laozi's life.

At this moment, from the balcony on the second floor of the mansion, a familiar charm sound came from, "Giggle got the news that you killed the Blue Storm and Gao Tianyuan's people. I still don't believe it. I can see it now, you It ’s really pretended to be true enough to deceive me and Neptune. It seems that the cultivation is not gone, but it is to a state that we ca n’t understand. ”