"Miss, news just came that the murderer who poisoned the two young masters of the Song family has been found. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The master and servant were on their way to Xie Peige, Cuiluo suddenly whispered something in Su Qi's ear, and the latter's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Found it?" Su Qi couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment, the person who poisoned Song Wuyi was herself, that day she deliberately knocked Song Wuyi down, scattered the drunken powder into the air and caused Song Wuyi to inhale, and then turned to find Song Wuliang and scattered the drunken heart wrapped in yellow paper on his body, now that the murderer has been found, will it be Song Wuliang or herself as she expected?

"It is the son of the Liu family, that is, the younger brother of the wife of the head of the Song family, it is said that he was ordered by the enemies of the Song family to poison the two sons of the Song family for the sake of money, and now this matter has spread in Yizhou City. Cui Luo sighed.

Su Qi couldn't help but fall into deep thought, how could it be the son of the Liu family? This matter clearly had nothing to do with him!

instructed Cuiluo to go and check it well, and Su Qi entered the Pei Pavilion with a lot of concern.

At this time, the sun was hanging high in the blue sky, chasing and playing with a few soft clouds.

Recently, Su Qi learned painting, Chu Ning's method of teaching body skills is different from that of Mr. next to her, she first taught some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and then let Su Qi understand and comprehend it by himself, and identify which one Su Qi is most talented in and which one he is most interested in, and then decide which skill to focus on teaching Su Qi.

As a result, Su Qi was the most talented in calligraphy and was most interested in painting, followed by chess, and the piano was at the bottom.

Chu Ning didn't say good or bad about this result, but she had higher requirements for Su Qi in terms of calligraphy and painting, and asked her to practice calligraphy on the wall every day for an hour and paint for half an hour, after all, it was futile to have talent and not study hard.

"The ink here needs to be heavier, and here, the pen needs to be ...... quickly" Chu Ning pointed a few words to Su Qi, who was bending over and drawing on rice paper, and then retreated to the side and began to look at Su Qi quietly.

Chu Ning's gaze kept moving up from the tip of the pen, and finally stopped at the girl's bright eyes. Remembering something, she suddenly sighed and looked away again.

A simple ink painting, but it took nearly an hour to finish, and after Su Qi stopped writing, Chu Ning commented on the painting she had made at the right time.

When I returned to Qingfeng Residence, the sun had already turned very strongly in the west, and only a trace of afterglow was still shining on the western mountain peaks.

Su Qi took the tea handed by the maid, sipped it one by one, and listened to the red calyx tell him the news he had found today, his eyes were a little wandering.

"So, nothing was found?" Su Qi's tone was as calm as usual, but Hongcao was uncomfortable listening to it, and even though he wanted to sue Su Qi for punishment, he was stopped by Su Qi with his eyes.

"What's the hurry, keep staring, I don't believe they didn't show their feet. ”

Although he said this, Su Qi felt a little frustrated for the first time. Since she was reborn, everything around her has gone smoothly, and even if it doesn't go exactly the way she wants, it ends up being the same as she wants it to be. This is true for Su Fangyuan, and the same is true for Xu Lian, but why can't it be done when it comes to Song Wuliang?

Obviously, he's just a fool!

"The maid we found in Lanxiangju that day has never contacted the people of the Song family again, and I don't know if she was ordered early, and once she was discovered, she will never contact her again. As for the son of the Liu family, while the young lady was studying in Xie Peige, the slave maid also asked someone to inquire. Casting a relieved look at the red calyx, Cuiluo opened her mouth to Su Qi.

"It can't be the poison of the Liu family. Su Qi's tone was firm.

"The slave and maid can save it, but this matter is really difficult to argue, and the human and material evidence has been found by the government without much effort. First of all, a small servant under the opponent of the Song family said that he had seen the son of the Liu family meet with that opponent, and then some officers and soldiers found a secret letter and a lot of drunken dispersion in the courtyard of the prince of the Liu family, and finally, even a few subordinates around the son of the Liu family also came out to testify, and the matter was settled, and now the Song family is also disturbed by this matter. ”

"Can't live in peace?"

Cui Luo cleared her throat and said: "Master Song took out his anger on his wife Liu about the poisoning of his beloved son, and it happened that there was a message from the Liu family that he had killed the concubines and heirs of the Song family in the past, and the old man of the Song family slapped the Liu family in a fit of anger......

Hearing Liu's name, Su Qi suddenly put on a mean face in his mind. In her memory, the relationship between the Liu family and Master Song has always been very harmonious on the surface, in the previous life when she was the daughter-in-law of the Song family, the Liu family did not torture herself in her previous life, and now she has not had time to deal with her, she has been retributed first, she really doesn't know whether to laugh or laugh out loud.

"What about Song Wuliang, what unusual behavior did he have?"

Cuiluo pursed her lips and shook her head, apparently not finding anything.

……

A certain young master who was asked sneezed at the right time, and this sneeze also made him a lot more sober because he was a little sleepy.

Song Wuliang was really tired this time, although he didn't leave the house, he just hid in the small room of the Song family and secretly planned the layout, but the energy and worry about the development of the situation really made him feel a little unbearable.

After all, he's just an eleven-year-old boy who has been poisoned.

Ah Feng had already been sent down by him to rest, and he was the only one left in the house at this time. Song Wuliang stood up and walked to the window, looking out through the gap in the wooden window. Naturally, there was nothing outside the house, except for the cold wind that hit him mercilessly through the crack in the window, and he suddenly wanted to go out for a walk, even though it was getting late.

Song Wushuang's residence was not guarded day and night like ordinary young masters, so he was not hindered from going out. By the moonlight, he skirted the corridor and walked through a gravel-paved path, and when he came back to his senses, he could hardly tell where he was at this moment.

"Ah, don't, save me, come on, save me......"

Song Wuliang stopped his steps when he heard the sound, and even his breathing slowed down a lot, and when he listened carefully, he realized that it was the voice of a woman calling for help.

"Little girl, what are you yelling about, don't think that someone will come to save you, it's better to follow the master and me, and keep your fragrant and spicy food in the future. ”

Song Wuliang immediately heard that this was Song Wuyi's voice, and although the voice was subtle, he still heard it clearly.

"It's really hard to hold back. Song Wuliang pursed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said silently in his heart. Although the poison in Song Wuyi was not deep and the weight was light, it still hurt his body in the end.

"Save ...... Save me. The female voice with a crying tone has become more and more subtle, and there are some strange sounds in between.

Song Wushuang shook his head and wanted to leave, but he found that his steps stopped a little disobediently.

"A foot-washing, the master sees you as your blessing, you don't ask the sky to kneel and be grateful, it's just that, still crying here, see how the master ......" Behind the head are some unbearable and unpleasant words.

Foot-washing, he hates to hear these words the most in his life, but ......

Song Wushuang's fist clenched loosely, and his breathing became extremely sluggish, "Someday, someday!" shouted silently in his heart, and he finally left lightly, as if he had never appeared.