General, cut off your sleeves!

Those tonics were very bitter for her to drink, and she got angry a few days ago and didn't drink them, presumably they were just tonics, it shouldn't matter if she took them or not.But I don't want Song Lang to be so angry. Did she do something wrong?Could it be...

Song Qian's cannibalistic eyes told her very clearly that there was nothing wrong with her guess.

"So the medicine I've been taking is baby avoidance medicine? Are you so cruel?" No wonder he always watched her take the medicine, no wonder he was not happy but suspicious and angry when he heard that he had it.

There is no need to cover up the words so far, Song Qian simply put away her suppressed patience, and said fiercely: "So what? Can I let you give birth to evil seeds? Or do you want to use this to plant in my Song family? door? I tell you, knock him down immediately!"

Zhang Hongsu slumped to the ground, the dream she had woven by herself was shattered into powder in front of her.She wanted to complain about Song Qian's ruthlessness, and wanted to cry about her misery, but she flinched when she touched Song Qian's cold eyes.

It seemed that her obedience pleased Song Qian very well, and made him put away his ferocious expression for a rare time, and replaced it with a comforting smile. He leaned over and pulled Zhang Hongsu up, and said softly, "Hey, as long as you do what I say Do it, if it’s not complete, one day I’m happy and I can take you in as an aunt, how many children will I have? I let you get rid of it now because of your reputation.”

He still had that tender and gentle appearance, and his raised eyebrows seemed to be full of affection. She fell into this trap back then, and she didn't see the man in front of her clearly until today.

She nodded numbly, her heart was already turbulent, but her face was strangely calm, as if she was extremely well-behaved, but looking closely, it seemed that an unknown storm was brewing in her eyes.

Song Qian didn't notice it, or it could be said that he didn't want to pay more attention to it at all. He just wanted to deal with this big-hearted woman as soon as possible. He was in a hurry today, but tomorrow a bowl of medicine that could definitely get rid of her child would certainly make her feel sick. She drank it.As for those promises, they were just means to coax women.

A rich man like him cannot help but a big-hearted woman hopes to get something she shouldn't get from him. He is not stupid, even if he is merciful, he will definitely not tarnish his reputation!

So this woman can't live, not only the child in her stomach...

In order not to disturb her, Song Qian coaxed her patiently for a long time, until Zhang Hongsu calmed down before Shi Shiran left.

Zhang Hongsu didn't send him to the door for the first time, but sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Dad is right, this man is not worth entrusting!

But why can't she stop crying?

She is not a woman who is born informal, she is also a boudoir woman who was taught by boudoir etiquette, and the reason why she hangs out with a man is because of love.

Yes, Zhang Hongsu had to admit that he loved this man, even though he was so fickle that he turned his back on his old love.But the direction of her heart was so difficult to control herself, she lay on the edge of the bed in pain until her arms were numb to the point of being completely unconscious.

Before she knew it, the sky had already dawned. In one night, she and Song Qian went from acquaintance to love to each other, and it seemed like a lifetime away.

The atmosphere in Zhang's mansion is very strange recently. Mr. Zhang doesn't stay at home all day, and the young lady seems to have reduced a lot since she was locked in the attic.

The master loved Miss the most, but when he thought of the troubles she caused, he couldn't bring himself up to visit her, so he asked the servant girl to take care of her carefully. Miss is no longer alone now, and her body is so weak, so be very careful. Taking care of.

Fu Rong is Miss Zhang's personal maid, and she must handle all of Miss Zhang's daily life. This girl with a clear personality and careful personality has always been able to arrange things around Miss Zhang very well.

Today, she went to the attic with her toiletries as usual, opened the lock with the small key she carried, and called out, "Miss, Furong is here to help you change."

No one answered in the room, which is normal. Recently, the young lady is in a bad mood, and she seldom pays attention to people, not to mention their servants, even if the master is here, the young lady may not answer, so she didn't notice anything wrong.

But when she lifted up the heavy gauze curtains to reveal the scene inside the room, there was a loud bang, Furong screamed in horror, and then ran out of the horrible room in embarrassment.

The wind lifted the pink gauze curtain, and an elongated figure loomed within it, and a female corpse with a pale face drifted slowly with the wind...

Not long after, the room was full of people, some lamented and some were terrified. The beautiful young lady had turned into a dead body at this time, and a bold servant climbed up the pillar to put down the young lady who was hung too high.

A straw mat was spread on the bed, and a thin white cloth was used to cover the young lady's body. At this moment, the maidservant who used to serve had already started to sob softly.

Miss Hongsu used to be the most easy-going, and she was the most tolerant towards their servants. She didn't treat the servants as harshly as the master, but she often saved people from her father, and her reputation among the servants became extremely high over time.

Of course, among those who cried, there were those who were sincerely saddened by Miss' death, but there were also those who were afraid of being involved in something about Miss.

Whether it was real crying or fake crying, when the master arrived, everything was still for a moment.

Mr. Zhang staggered slowly to the bed, lifted a corner of the white cloth with violently trembling hands, and burst into tears.

"Hong Su, why are you so stupid, what's so good about that kid? You are so unfilial for him!"

Hate and remorse at the same time, I hate Mo Wanqing's only daughter who lost her life innocently. What I regret is that he was so cruel that he wanted to cut off her thoughts and words, but he didn't expect to trap her feet and failed to lock her. Heart……

Are you blaming your father for breaking you up?My good daughter, if father knew that you were so strong, he would let that, so what if the hairy boy became the door-to-door son-in-law, and why did he kill you for no reason.

"Let's all go down, no one is allowed to come in without my order!"

The servants filed out to give the father who had lost his only child some space.

He caressed his daughter's black temples, and the tears in his eyes seemed unstoppable. He didn't expect that I, Zhang, would end up alone when I got old. What did I do wrong to make my wife and son leave me one after another?Could it be the sins of his previous life?

Suddenly his hand froze, just now he actually found that something hard was pricking his hand in his daughter's hair!

Hong Su is dressed in plain clothes, and her jet-black hair is only fixed by an ordinary hairpin. How can there be such a hard thing?

"Come on! Come on! Where have everyone gone!"

The master stayed alone in the room and got along with the young lady, how could the servants feel at ease, so there were two or three safe servants waiting at the door.Originally, the master was going to stay for a long time, but he didn't expect to call someone so anxiously before a moment passed.

When the servant hurried into the house, the master's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and against his emaciated body, he looked more like a ghost.

He said sadly, "Who was on duty yesterday?"

The servants looked at each other and didn't know why the master suddenly asked such a question, but they quickly pushed out a thin and small man. The man was a little old, at least forty or fifty years old. He was very timid. beginning.

Every word Master Zhang uttered seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, "Speak! Did you hear any movement in the lady's room last night?"

The thin old man was so scared that he almost peed, "Small... small, yes, he was on duty at the gate of the courtyard. Last night... last night, indeed, did not hear any movement."

It's a pity that he is still frightened at such a young age. Not to mention that the master is usually very strict, even his status as the owner of the coffin shop is scary enough. In the past, no servant dared to get close to him.

When this happened today, they had already guessed that the master would not let them off the night watchmen, but they didn't expect this scene to happen so quickly.

He was about to cry, master, don't suspect that the death of the young lady is related to him, how much movement can he hear as a night watchman in the outer courtyard?Besides, Miss didn't hang herself up...

Master Zhang asked again with a sullen face, "You really didn't hear anything? Think about it carefully, if I miss any details, I can ask you to go down and accompany Susu!"

The thin man racked his brains for a long time before hesitatingly said: "It seems that the wind was particularly strong last night, and the window paper rustled when it blew..."

This is already the only difference he can think of last night. Last night was as quiet as usual, except that there was nothing special about it except for the strong wind. He didn't even hear the so-called woman crying before committing suicide. arrive.

Master Zhang didn't speak when he heard this, waved someone to take him down, and then continued to interrogate the maids who were on duty near Miss last night. All the people who were questioned were terrified, and they were all detained separately. He wants to keep it, and he will be the most important witness in the future.

He decided to go to court, and if his daughter was trapped by love, he would only regret it, but his Susu died after being stuck in his head with a big steel needle, and it must be after death. Hanging on the beam!

How can he not be heartbroken, how can he not be angry?How much torture did Susu go through before he died!Just now he found many fingernail marks on his poor child's palm. Her body has long been stiff, but the expression on her face is still so painful!

He must find this insane murderer, and the No. 1 choice of the murderer he suspects is Mo Wanqing!

Yes, even if he didn't kill Susu directly, he did it indirectly!

Thinking of this, he asked his family to tidy up his poor child well, but he was not allowed to arrange for the burial, but asked people to prepare as many ice cubes as possible.It's summer now, and the corpse is the most difficult to preserve, and he knows very well how to preserve the corpse.

At the same time, he also knew that if he wanted to find the murderer, his daughter could not be buried.

I will suffer you again, son, when the murderer is found, father will definitely arrange the funeral for you very properly...

After arranging these things, Boss Zhang took a few people and went straight to the coffin shop.Over there, Mo Wanqing was moaning and crawling on the ground motionless. He had been imprisoned for a few days. He was beaten up that day and starved for a day or two before waiting for the steamed buns that Old Man Li helped. Miserable.

In fact, Mo Wanqing's injuries are almost healed, and he is still groping for a way to escape, no matter what happened to the young lady, he can't stand it anymore, he didn't do it in the first place, why is he taking the blame for it?

But before his escape plan was implemented, he saw Boss Zhang's zombie face again, "Here again, I told you I didn't do it..."