The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Yes!" The two guards responded with a deep voice, strode forward, grabbed Song Qian's arm, and cut back to the back ...

Song Qian looked so dreadful and horrified. He looked at Song Tian with a cold eye and asked, "Brother said I was the one who collapsed the high platform, but is there evidence?"

"Yeah, Uncle, who grabbed people for no reason, but framed? We are all a family, why are we making the relationship so stiff?" Song Qingyan hurriedly persuaded, trying to ease the stalemate in front of him.

Song Tian asked him to ignore him, and sharply stared at Song Qian, saying: "When Ben Hou is standing on the platform, you stand under the platform. With your internal force, you can completely collapse the platform ..."

Song Qian sneered: "Brother, there was more than me standing by the platform just now, and there is more than one who has the ability to collapse the platform. You do n’t doubt this, you do n’t doubt, but you have to come to doubt me. Too much? "

"Because there is no contradiction between Ben Hou and them, only with you." Song Tian asked one word after another, his dark eyes flashing darkly.

"You ..." Song Qian choked, staring at Song Tian fiercely, and the sharp eyes burst into coldness.

The relationship between the two is even more rigid!

Song Qingyan was anxious: "Uncle, my father and you have always had a good relationship. If he had quarreled with you alone, it would be too arbitrary to decide that he wanted to murder you ..."

"Shut up, Ben Hou did this, naturally there is the truth of Ben Hou, it's not your turn to teach." Song Tianwen interrupted Song Qingyan mercilessly, and looked at the guards with a cold eye: "What do you do?" Go to Suncheon Mansion! "

"Yes!" The guards agreed in a deep voice, urging Song Qian to walk outward.

Song Qian's face was blue, and his sharp eyes were like arrows. He shot at Song Tian and asked: He is also a court official. If he enters the prison with a crime, his reputation will be ruined and his future will be broken!

Song Tian asked for revenge, and did not care about his brother's feelings at all. It was really ruthless, and he was absolutely enough. If he had a day to go to prison, he would never let Song Tian ask ...

Looking at the figure of Song Qian gradually disappearing, Mrs. Song slumped down on the bamboo chair with a deep shock and disbelief in the eyes: Heaven asked, Qian'er, was killing each other!How could this be?

Song Qingyan was full of anxiety. He looked up and asked Song Tian. He was facing Song Tian's cold eyes. When he came to his mouth for pleading words, he swallowed back in his belly ...

"Child, you wake up, wake up ..." Sad cry came into the ear, Song Tian asked to look up and saw the little boy's parents, holding the little boy's body crying sad sad ...

At this time, the little boy was covered with blood, pale and pale, with his eyes closed and lifeless. He was just as clever as the clever, just stunned man ...

Song Tian asked Sharp Eyes to squint slightly, the eyes of pupils shining incomprehensible ...

The housekeeper's eyes flickered, and he quickly came forward and said lowly: "Hou Ye, this young man ... has passed away, would you like to choose another one?"

Song Tian asked his eyes sinking and gently shook his head: "No longer selected, let the tribe go home, as for the younger parents, give more gold and silver ..."

"Humble office understands." The butler nodded, glanced at the body of the little boy, and sighed regretfully: He could have become the enviable son of Wu'an Hou Shi, everyone was envied.

Several bodyguards stepped forward, carefully lifting Song Tianwen to a wheelchair and pushing him slowly towards the officials not far away ...

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows gently, the little boy was dead, Song Tian asked to be seriously injured, Song Qian was put into Shuntian Mansion, the liveliness of Wu'an Hou Mansion was over, and then, aftermath, there was nothing to see ...

"Shizi, let's go back!"

Looking at her lack of interest, Ouyang Shaochen gently nodded: "Okay!"

Ouyang Shaochen slowly turned around and walked out of Wu'an Hou House side by side with Murongxue and proceeded on the flat street.

A breeze blew through, bringing a touch of floral fragrance. Murongxue's eyes fell, and he suddenly said: "Strictly speaking, Song Tianwen only doubted Song Qian. There is no evidence to prove that Song Qian murdered him?"

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Song Tianwen has more means than Song Qian, and his connections in the middle of the dynasty are also wider than Song Qian. As long as Song Tian asks, there is no evidence to create evidence."

"This is also true!" Murong Xue nodded, Song Qian's detriment to Song Tianwen's heart, and also put into action, and also killed a child as young as three years old, arrested him into a prison, not wronged: "You think, What sentence will Song Qian be sentenced to? "

"The specific punishment is not easy to say, but before Song Tianwen fully recovers, Song Qian should not be released ..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.

Murong Xue smiled. Song Tian asked that the burn had just healed and consumed a lot of energy. This time the injury did not seem to be light. Without a month or two, he could not be healed. Song Qian was honest in the dark and damp prison. Live for a while ...

A black figure flashed suddenly not far away, and Murong Xue's eyes flicked: "Who?"

The man in black turned a deaf ear and flew to the roof and ran forward along the roof. The muscular figure and the rapid speed showed Murong Xueliu raised his eyebrows: "He is such a neat man, is he a guard?" "

"It should not be an ordinary dark guard. He has a restrained breath and deep internal strength. The martial arts do not lose the dark guard of the imperial palace, much like ... your father's shadow guard!" Ouyang Shaochen looked faint.

"Really?" Murong Xue's eyes narrowed sharply and coldly. "Then let's keep up and see where he is going."

"Okay." Ouyang Shaochen nodded and stretched his arms around Murongxue's waist. His slender figure was straight like a green cloud. He blinked into the air and chased in the direction where the black man disappeared ...

The man in black was swiftly walking on the roof, and came to the front of a mansion, turning around and disappearing into the transparent air ...

Ouyang Shaochen's eyebrows were scowled, and Murongxue fell to the ground lightly, his deep eyes swept through the delicate and elegant houses, and his dark-eyed pupils narrowed slightly ...

"Here are the other houses of the rich and wealthy!" Murong Xue said leisurely, and the beautiful Liu Mei wrinkled slightly: Why are there so many ...

Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian eyes flashed darkly: "There are indeed many other houses, but it is not particularly difficult to know which other house the dark guard entered."

Murong Xue blinked: "Can you find him?"

Ouyang Shaochen said lightly: "The other courtyards are used by famous aristocrats to enjoy the scenery. Occasionally, they only come here to stay for a while when they have leisure and leisure. Today is not a holiday, officials and their families will basically not come over ... "