Lin Qingran's graceful lips were drawn up, and there was a faint light beating slightly in her eyes as deep as an ancient well.

No, her Li Lang wouldn't treat her like this?

The facts were all before her eyes, but Aunt Hua still refused to believe it. She crawled up in front of Mr. Lin, stretched out her arms and hugged Mr. Lin's leg tightly, and said in an extremely stern voice: "Mr. Xiang, this is not true, you don't Would be so ruthless to me, wouldn't you? It's really not me, I didn't, I didn't, how could you do this to me? It's not true, it's not true..."

Lin Qing hated Lin Qingran and the others to death in her heart, but with a trace of misery on her face, she begged Lin Xiangye bitterly: "Father, mother is kind-hearted, and she can't even bear to hurt an ant on weekdays, so she will never do it." There must be some misunderstanding in such a vicious thing, so I ask my father to check it out."

Seeing the extremely arrogant mother and daughter kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, Lin Qingran watched with relish, and even Lin Qingyin who was beside her couldn't take her eyes off her eyes. Finally, she raised her lips and smiled slightly, mockingly and joyfully: She remembered Lin Qingyin's love that day. When the wife was blocked and a disheveled man appeared on the bed, she knelt on the ground like this, begging Mr. Lin to believe her innocence.

She suddenly understood the reason for Lin Qingran's plan, and her heart was sore and painful. When she turned her eyes to Lin Qingran, she saw her eyes were cold, as if she was indifferent.

Seeing his daughter whom he has always loved and loved, and the concubine whom he once loved so much, kneeling in front of him and pleading with disregard of face, Lin Xiangye had a momentary hesitation on his face.

Mrs. Lin was so angry that her teeth were itchy, but her tone was as indifferent as possible, but the faint hostility between her brows and eyes revealed her fury at the moment: "Misunderstanding? The evidence is conclusive, what misunderstanding are you talking about? Is it possible or not? Let me admit it, is it I who framed her? You are Hua's daughter, and it's good to protect her, but the facts are all there, and you still need to talk nonsense with red lips and white teeth. If you really care about your mother, you should persuade her more in the past Please, she wouldn't commit such a heinous crime."

As she spoke, she stared at Lin Xiangye: "Chong'er, mother knows that you and Fahrenheit are deeply in love, but you have to think clearly that this witchcraft technique is expressly forbidden by the emperor. The entire Lin family will bear it for her?"

Lin Qingran smiled silently: "Father, what grandma said is that there is no impenetrable wall in the world. If it gets out, our Lin family..."

As she spoke, she motioned Master Lin to take a look at Mr. Xu who was sipping tea.

Lin Xiangye was shocked, thinking of the intimacy between Mr. Xu and the emperor, his complexion suddenly became cold, and there was no more warmth: "Drag out!"

Lin Qingxi cried out eagerly, with red eyes, said: "Father, you can't treat mother like this, how can you treat mother like this?"

She didn't understand that Lin Xiangye loved Aunt Hua so much in the past, how could all that affection be gone in the blink of an eye?

Mother's body is so weak, if she falls on this plank, she will lose half her life, how can father bear it?

This is to be tortured into a trick!

how so?How did her Li Lang become like this?

Confusion and despair rushed to Aunt Hua. Until this moment, she couldn't accept Lin Xiangye's change. It was as if someone had hollowed out her heart, feeling empty and uncomfortable.

Compared with being wronged, Aunt Hua cared more about Lin Xiangye's ruthless attitude, with a firm heart, why did she think that she was an exception.

In Aunt Hua's ears, Mrs. Lin's bloody and tearful laughter faintly sounded: "My fate today will be your mirror tomorrow!"

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