The tyrant of the black-bellied evil emperor

Chapter 786 The mouth is too poisonous

Seeing that Xue'er was going to ask Hu Yanye, Ye Luchen hurriedly grabbed her, and said through voice transmission: "Your adoptive father's soul has already been swallowed up..."

"What?" Shangguan Chuixue's body swayed, a rush of blood rushed up, his eyes darkened, and he was about to faint on the ground, but fortunately Yeluchen reacted quickly and hugged her in his arms.

"Why did you faint? Tell him not to knock so hard, but he just doesn't listen. Look, he really passed out."

"That's right, hey, this child, who doesn't know what kind of relationship he has with Mr. Yan, is so heartbroken that it's really distressing."

"It's much better than those who pretend to be daughters. In the final analysis, people should be true to themselves. A fake is still a fake after all. At critical moments, even kowtow is not as good as an outsider."

"Yeah, it's been knocking for a long time. They have already finished knocking, but they haven't even knocked fifty. It's really slow."

While everyone was discussing, Yeluchen had already picked up Shangguan Chuixue and left the mourning hall anxiously.

Seeing this, Hu Yanye hurriedly chased after him.

Live it!

Wen Shuzhen and Lan Zhixia couldn't stop laughing in their hearts, who made him so arrogant, now he's asking for trouble, right?

Since the people who should go have already left, there is no need for them to kowtow any more. The instigator passed out and the referee left. Who is this kowtow for?
Just when the two of them felt happy that they had finally managed to get through their heads, Tuoba Hong's voice sounded coldly from the top of his head: "Keep knocking! Otherwise, don't go back to the Six Princes' Mansion."

"Your Highness, it's not that we don't want to kowtow, it's just that the little white-faced man has already left, and Marshal Hu Yan has also left, so who should we kowtow to?" Wen Shuzhen hurriedly defended herself.

"Kowtow in the mourning hall, who else can kowtow for? Of course it's for the one lying in the coffin." Tuoba Hong said impatiently.

They are also kowtows. He has already passed out after kowtowing silently, but his woman is pushing three times and four times. Yan Zixi is here, I am afraid that he has already finished knocking without saying a word, and the big deal is that he will pass out afterwards. How can there be so much nonsense, it is really bloodless.

From this point of view, it is really unreliable to rely on the same face to look similar. At critical moments, it will only make him miss Yan Zixi even more.

Seeing His Highness staring at them angrily, Wen Shuzhen and Lan Zhixia were so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat, they didn't dare to say any more nonsense, they just kowtowed desperately.

When Shangguan Chuuxue woke up, it was already three days later, during these three days, Yeluchen took care of Shangguan Chuuxue in undressed clothes, and Hu Yanye would come to see him from time to time.

"Chen'er, where am I?" Shangguan Chuuxue's head was still hurting, she rubbed between her brows, and struggled to sit up on the bed.

"This is the inn." Yeluchen said softly, "You passed out, I carried you back."

"The inn?" Shangguan Chuuxue looked around, then turned his eyes to look at Yeluchen, bit his lower lip and said, "Chen'er, I don't want to live in an inn, I want to go back to accompany my adoptive father, the coffin is so cold, my adoptive father is alone People will be afraid if they lie there."

"Xue'er, calm down!" Seeing Shangguan Chuixue struggling to get up from the bed, Yeluchen hurriedly held her down, "Your adoptive father's soul has been swallowed up, and what is left in the mourning hall is just It’s just a body, so what if you go away?”

Hearing this, Shangguan Chuixue sat slumped on the bed, yes, the soul of foster father has been swallowed by others, what else can she do?

"I want to avenge my adoptive father." Shangguan Chuixue said with grief and indignation.

"Revenge is definitely to be taken, but Xueer, how can we take revenge now that we don't even know who the enemy is?" Yeluchen covered Xueer with a quilt distressedly, and persuaded softly, "We must calm down first and be careful. Look for clues."

The dragon fruit will not mature until spring, and there are still several months in between, enough to find out the murderer.

"En." Shangguan Chuixue nodded, now she is in a mess, she has already lost the ability to think, at this moment, she is just a marionette, and Chen'er is the one who pulls the strings, everything depends on Chen'er yes.

Shangguan Chuuxue had just woken up and hadn't eaten for three days and three nights. Yeluchen cooked a bowl of red date porridge and fed him mouthful by mouthful.

At this moment, Hu Yanye pushed the door open and entered. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but tease: "Yo, it's really affectionate enough. It seems that the broken sleeve is the true love."

"What are you doing here?" Seeing Hu Yanye, Ye Luchen snorted unhappily, and continued to feed Shangguan Chuixue red jujube porridge.

"Of course I came to see Chuuxue." Hu Yanye pretended not to see Yeluchen's dark face. He sat down on the side of Shangguan Chuuxue's bed, and said with concern, "How can you just pass out when you faint? If you can't bear it, don't kowtow to those one hundred rattles, what are you competing with those women around His Highness the Sixth Prince?"

"Huyanye, you misunderstood me. I kowtowed a hundred times because I wanted to do that, and it had nothing to do with other people. As for the women around His Royal Highness, I just dealt with them along the way. Since If you want to imitate Yan Zixi, you have to be dedicated, and you can't even do such a small thing well, how dare you come to the mourning hall?" Shangguan Chuixue pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

"Chuixue, what is the relationship between you and Yan Yi? You seem to be very nervous about him. Why?" Hu Yanye asked angrily.

"It doesn't matter, I just admire him more." Shangguan Chuuxue casually found an excuse to perfunctory.

"Worship him?" Now, Hu Yanye became even more curious, "What kind of ability does Yan Lao have that can make you worship to such a level? I think I am much more capable than Yan Lao. Why don't you see me worshiping me so much? "

"Since you are so eager to be worshiped by me, after you die, I can consider going to your mourning hall to kowtow." Shangguan Chuixue said lightly, without any expression on his face.

"I said Fuxue, can your mouth not be so poisonous?" Hu Yanye rubbed his forehead and sighed softly, "It's a pity that I went out early in the morning to inquire about news, and I don't even think about who it is for."

"Have you gone out to inquire about news?" Shangguan Chuuxue immediately regained his energy, and hurriedly asked, "How is the Yan residence?"

"Hey, it's pitiful to mention this." Hu Yanye sighed again, "Yan Lao has been in the coffin for a few days, and he should have been buried in the ground, but that girl Xiaotao just refused to let the lid be closed. The coffin lid, no, everyone has no choice but to knock Xiaotao unconscious, and prepare to put the coffin lid on and send her up the mountain."

(End of this chapter)