Chapter 81
Zhao Han was the first to react, his expression was very strange, and what annoyed Bai Jin was that when he realized this fact, instead of stopping, he moved forward again.

Bai Jin's neck was thrown back violently, her head swished to the other side, and she hid on his back like a quail.

Just when her face was flushed, the man clicked his tongue, and suddenly said, "Did you eat bacon just now?"

Bai Jin: "..." Let me die!
"Yes, Daddy, we ate bacon just now, and we have something very important to tell you when we get home." Xiao Jiu, who didn't know the situation, said to Zhao Han while dragging Fa Cai.

Zhao Han?With a cry, his hand grabbed Bai Jin's ankle, but Bai Jin didn't respond.

"Are you lying to me again?" Her ankle was fine, and there was no sign of a sprained ankle.

"Then you still kiss me!" Bai Jin patted her face and said angrily, but her voice was somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Don't eat bacon next time, it tastes too strong." Zhao Han said in disgust.

At this moment, neither of the two people who were thinking about each other noticed the "next time" in this sentence. After all, it was extremely natural.

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After returning home, Xiao Jiu made Fa Cai stand guard at the door, and he closed the door carefully, then pulled Bai Jin to tell Zhao Han what he had just heard.

As Bai Jin expected, Zhao Han's face was indifferent after hearing this, with a hint of sarcasm.

"This matter is not a good thing. Since the imperial mausoleum can be involved, it is a disaster to keep things." Bai Jin knew that he was probably feeling uncomfortable, but this man wanted to save face. After thinking about it, she said it anyway. come out.

"What? Comfort me?" Zhao Han tugged at her cheeks, the corners of her lips curved, but her eyes were still shining with black sharpness: "You are all rotten in your stomach about this matter."

One big and one small nodded obediently.

"It's not good, Zhao Han, your father was killed!" Before they got home and had time to drink, there was a lot of noise from outside.

Hearing the news, Bai Jin frowned. Zhao Fugui was fine just now, but now something happened, isn't it too coincidental?
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In the yard, the festive red silk hadn't been removed yet. When Bai Jin walked to the door with Xiao Jiu in her arms, she saw Zhao yelling excitedly: "Go find it, find Ah Zhao quickly, don't let her run away!" Already!"

Zhao Fugui was still wearing a wedding gown, but a pair of sharp scissors stood straight on his chest.

Zhao Han squatted down and stretched out his hand to measure his breath. Zhao Xiaojiu also squatted beside him, and went to pull Zhao Fugui's eyes with his small hands.

"How is it?" Bai Jin asked.

"Totally dead." Zhao Han replied bluntly.

"Remove everything and prepare for the funeral." Zhao Han glanced at the pair of scissors, and he spoke. This was the first time that he, as the eldest son of the family, publicly interfered in family affairs.

"Zhao Han, catch Ah Zhao first!" Zhao was so anxious that tears came out, but she, who was always gentle, still didn't swear any harsh words at this time.

"Grandpa, wake up." Zhao Xiqing lay on the side crying loudly.

Xiao Jiu stood up and obediently walked to Bai Jin's side, scratching her little hand in Bai Jin's.

With this scratch, Bai Jin clearly sensed the existence of a silver needle...

(End of this chapter)

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