Liu slowly opened her eyes, and there was a blurred scenery in front of her, and she whispered the name of her confidant, and she soon felt a pair of hands on her shoulders.

"Pour me a cup of tea, my right eye is always beating hard......" Liu Shi felt thirsty for no reason, and it was a little difficult to speak, not only was his vision blurry at the moment, but even his brain was chaotic. She couldn't remember where she was for a while, and she just hoped that her mind would be clearer after drinking the tea.

When the words landed, she realized that her right eye was not beating as hard as yesterday, and Liu closed her eyes again, and the memories in her mind that she could forget rushed out at this time.

"Madame, you want tea. The henchman helped Liu to sit up, and then took the tea handed by the maid and handed it to Liu, but before her hand was close to Liu, she was hit to one side by a sudden impulse, and the tea she had just received in her hand also fell to the ground, and the good teacup shattered.

"Bao'er, but, are you back?" Liu didn't pay attention to the broken teacup, she opened her mouth in a trembling voice, and her voice was more cautious than she had ever been.

The confidant's mother-in-law changed her face for a moment when she was asked by Liu's question, and after a while, she softened her voice and said, "Young Master, he has ......."

"I saved, he's back, this silly boy, and he's out for the night, and his dad should talk about him later, I'll have to go and see." Liu said to himself, as if he didn't see the surprised face of his henchman, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and wait for me to dress!"

How dare the mother-in-law say no, Liu's temperament is moody enough on weekdays, which will make her face even more terrifying, and the mother-in-law carefully dresses and freshens up for Liu's, for fear that something wrong will cause Liu's displeasure. She knew in her heart how much her wife valued and loved the eldest young master, and she also understood that her wife was categorically unable to accept this fact for a while, but at this moment she only hoped that her wife would not be too sad and hurt her body.

Liu Shi just left the house and saw a dazzling white cloth in the house, she moved her lips but didn't ask more, but her steps were faster.

In the lobby of the Song family, men and women dressed in sackcloth knelt on the ground, and Song Zhentang stood in front of a corpse covered with a white cloth with a tired expression, not knowing what to say.

Liu entered the house and met some relatives who didn't see each other often on weekdays, and naturally saw Song Zhentang. It's just that because she was a little far away, she couldn't hear what Song Zhentang was saying, Liu Shi looked away, and this time it was Song Wuliang who was kneeling on the futon and playing with paper money.

The Liu family looked at Song Wuliang, and then looked at some of the relatives of the Liu family in the lobby, her father and brother had all arrived, and those people obviously also saw her, but they all had a look of secrecy.

"You're here. Song Zhentang didn't say much, and there was a rare trace of concern in his eyes when he looked at Liu.

When the people in the room saw the Liu family coming, they greeted each other, but Song Wuji, who was kneeling on the futon, didn't seem to see the arrival of the Liu family, and still played with the paper money in his hand seriously.

Liu's hand had already clenched and loosened, and by the time everyone reacted, she had already raised her hand and struck Song Wuji's cheek.

The expected slap did not sound, Song Zhentang quickly grabbed Liu's wrist, and the concern in his eyes was long gone, "Madam, what are you doing." ”

The atmosphere was slightly frozen, and everyone in the room looked at Liu, wanting to see what she would do next, but she only broke away with a slight effort, and turned her gaze to the place covered by the white cloth.

Liu stretched out his hand, and with a very slow movement, reached out to uncover the white cloth that made her fear and disgust.

"My son, my Bao'er, what's wrong with you, you open your eyes and look at your mother, open your eyes quickly......" This time Liu did not faint, but the tears in his eyes were surging and rolling down like a river bursting its banks, soaking the white cloth under him.

The matter of Song Wuyi's death seemed to be settled, and the officials of the government checked out multiple knife wounds from his body and concluded that he died from his killing. It's just that the murderer has never been found, and this case has become an unsolved case for a while.

The Song family originally had only two sons, but now that one has died, only one is delirious, and many people are very curious about the future of the Song family. Will Song Zhentang pass on the family business to his stupid son, or will he recruit for his daughter so that the Song family's family business will have a successor? These two conjectures have been heard in the crowd for a long time, but what happened next made these two conjectures no longer exist.

"You mean, Song Wuliang suddenly fell into a coma, had a high fever, and regained consciousness after the burn faded?" Although it was an inquiring tone, Su Qi understood a little in his heart, Song Wuliang was not really stupid, and it was a matter of time before he regained his senses, but it didn't seem to be the best time at the moment, and the Liu family had lost his beloved son, so how could he let him go?

Song Wuliang didn't can't bear this moment and a half, waiting for the Liu family's pain of losing his son to be diluted by time before 'recovering', but he chose this time, obviously because he was completely sure in his heart.

"Even if the Liu family was afraid of Song Zhentang and couldn't help but not attack Song Wushuang, how could the people of the Liu family let him go? On the day Song Wuyi died, Song Wuliang also went out, is it possible, the 'Song Wuliang' we saw that day was Song Wuyi wearing a human skin mask, and the little confidence in Song Wushuang's heart was that the Liu family was expected to be unable to harm him?" If Song Wuyi's death is related to Song Wuliang, then the Liu family should not let him go, this matter is really ......"

The more Su Qi thought about it, the more confused she became, but she didn't intend to let go of any opportunity to deal with Song Wushuang, and whispered a few words in Cuiluo's ear, and she began to do what she had to do every day - reading books.

Su Qi is not the only one who is puzzled, there is also the Liu family in the Song family. She has never been a stupid person, even though she was hit hard by the pain of losing her child, and almost had the idea of suicide, but her eyes and brain have not completely lost their effect.

In the guest room of the Song family, the Liu family rarely got together with his father and several brothers.

The Song brothers took turns to come forward to comfort the Liu family, but they were shocked by the Liu family's sudden question, and their faces changed.

"Does my father and brothers know anything about Bao'er's death?" asked Liu, who asked with grief, even now she didn't want to admit that her precious son had left her, but there were some things she had to ask.

The first to react was the eldest brother of the Liu family, his face froze, and the next moment he returned to normal, "Sister, this is sad and talking nonsense excessively, none of them are dead, how can we ......"

Liu Shi didn't wait for him to finish his words before choking up: "But that day, obviously it was the day when you planned to kill Song Wuliang's little scumbag, why is he still alive and well, but my Bao'er is ......"