Song Qingyan didn't say much, her eyelids drooped, her eyes flashed with deep anger and unwillingness ...

Murong Xue looked at Song Tian's face with cold pride, and then looked at Wei Jinxian's face, and his cold eyes narrowed slightly: there have been cases of fake death in modern medicine, but the people in the case are the same as the dead, unconscious.

But what Song Tian asked meant, he clearly heard Wei Jinxian's words, sober mind, the kind of fake death of the body was really amazing, if she did not find Song Tianwen to be a fake death, she was caught in the imperial palace and the crime fell second. Song Tianwen will be buried in the ground alive ...

Wei Jinxian's methods are really vicious and creepy ...

Wei Jinxian arranged many matters of Wu'an Hou Mansion when Song Tian was unable to move and could not speak, deliberately stimulating Song Tian asked. Now, Song Tian Wen wakes up and uses his own identity to rearrange Wu'an Hou Mansion intentionally In full view, mocking Wei Jinxian ...

"The governor has something to do, say goodbye!" Wei Jinxian looked dark, and threw the sentence coldly, turned around, and walked out without looking back.

Murongxue's eyes flickered, and he looked up and asked Song Tian, ​​and said loudly: "Song Hou Ye, how come you suddenly passed the fake death?"

Song Tian asked and shook his head: "I don't know. After seeing the coffin, my chest seemed to be blocked by something. I was very sullen. Then, my body didn't listen to it ..."

Murongxue nodded, understanding Song Tianwen quietly and making him unaware that the people in Dongchang did have some skills ...

Yu Guang saw a familiar figure, Murongxue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, and pointed to the thief man held by the guard: "Song Hou thinks, what should this son do?"

Song Tian asked the man to squint, and said lightly: "He just smashed the roof of the couch, crooked the second coffin, and disturbed the second brother?"

"Yes!" Murong Xue nodded.

"This Murong girl, it was you who kicked me that I would hit the roof of the hall and offend Master Song Er ..." The young man looked at Murong Xue and said bitterly.

Song Tian asked the young man squinting, and said casually: "Your second brother is disturbed, you and Murong girl are both responsible. However, Murong girl saved Ben Hou's life and committed the crime, your thief is nothing. If he didn't do it, he would have killed Song Hou and almost lost his life. Ben Hou will send you a roll of straw mat for you to bury with your second brother.

"This is a good punishment!" Murong Xue smiled and nodded slightly, Wei Jinxian set a stone two birds here, calculated her and Song Tian asked, this man who stole her hairpin and led her to come here, it must be Wei Jinxian's person, she caught Without Wei Jinxian's handle, we can't punish Wei Jinxian, just in front of him, beat his minions, kill his majesty ...

Wei Jinxian's footsteps suddenly slowed down, but he didn't look back. He knew that his face would never look good ...

The young man was frightened and stared at Song Tian fiercely and asked, "You are Cao Sang's life, Cao Suan's life ..."

"If the girl Murong did not find the anomaly of Ben Hou, Ben Hou's life was caught by your grass ..." Song Tian asked a word, and the sharp eyes burst into the cold ...

The young man's eyes flashed unnaturally, anxiously said: "Song Houye, the little injustice, the little does not know that this is the hall of lord Song Er ..."

Song Tian asked with a sneer. The funeral of Wu'an Hou Mansion was not big, but it was not small. He, a thief and a person familiar with various streets, wouldn't he know?He ran to Song Qian ’s hall and was kicked down by Murong Xue. He was clearly premeditated and dare to scream injustice. When he is a fool, ca n’t he see the truth?But: "You don't want to die, tell your mastermind behind ..."

The young man smiled unnaturally: "Song Houye said with a smile, how could the younger mastermind ..."

"Since there is no mastermind behind the scenes, then you are the mastermind who murdered Ben Hou. Come here and take him down. When the second brother is out of the funeral, send him to the West Heaven ..." Song Tian asked mercilessly and ordered.

"Yes!" Shen Sheng responded, escorting the young man, and strode out.

The man was shocked and struggling desperately, shouting hysterically: "Song Houye, the little one is really wrong ..."

Song Tian asked to look at the sky, deaf ears ...

The guests glanced at each other, watching the nose, watching the heart: Song Tianwen was a fake death, and the man who attracted Murong Xue to come here must have a problem. They did n’t know the man, so they did n’t destroy others. ...

A pale golden light refracted to Murongxue's eyes. She looked up and saw that the young man was holding her lost hairpin ...

Murongxue's eyes glared, reaching for the hairpins, throwing them hard on the ground, and only listening to the sound of "dangchi", the precious hairpins instantly fell into a few paragraphs: the hairpins contaminated by the thief, she would not ask for it again ... …

"Song Houye, Rao Ming, Rao Ming ..." the young man shouted miserably, pulled farther and farther away by the guards until disappeared, and Wei Jinxian looked iron-blue.

His original plan was that Murongxue smashed the roof of the hall and crooked Song Qian's coffin, causing Song Tianwen to be annoyed. At the moment of his anger, he clicked his acupuncture point and let him die, so that he could Song Tianwen's death was blamed on Murong Xue. Unexpectedly, Song Tianwen was sober. Murong Xue's conviction was completely unfounded, and his one stone and two birds were destroyed.

They had already guessed that the man was his, so they ordered the man to be buried with him. It was really abominable!

Strictly calculating, Song Tian asked him for his plan. If there is no Murong Xue, he will be nailed into the coffin and buried alive. That is to say, Murong Xue is the one who destroys his strategy!

After Yangcun said goodbye, he and Murongxue handed over several times, and each time he ended in failure. Murongxue was not easy. He could n’t underestimate Murongxue anymore. Sloppy, we must think long ...

Wei Jinxian walked out of Wu'an Hou Man's eyes with deep eyes, and the black and purple coat fluttered gently as he walked, reflecting his upright figure and the indescribable gloom.

He walked really simply, regardless of the young man. The young man calculated that she had failed and had become a waste, and there was really nothing to pay attention to.

Murong Xue blinked and looked at Song Tian and asked: "Song Hou Ye, it's not too early, leave!" Wu'an Hou's conspiracy and tricks have all ended, and she doesn't have to stay here again.

"Murong girl please take a break!" Song Tian asked with a slight smile, with inexpressible gratitude in her smile.