"Cheap slave, the second lady of your family is the prince who went to greet her in person, what are you talking nonsense! How could this female corpse be Rou'er! ”

Mother Sun spurted out a mouthful of blood and rubbed her aching chest. www.biquge.info At this time, Princess Lan glanced at her.

Mother Sun took three steps and made two steps, and rushed directly to the side of the two brides, wanting to remove the hijab of both of them!

She was naturally stopped by others, Wei Ziyue snorted coldly, and directly moved the killing machine: "Come on, kill this cheap slave staff!" ”

"Husband, forget it. She has been dressed for many years, so let her live. ”

As soon as this voice came out, the people present, whether it was Mrs. Luo, Princess Lan and others, no longer had a trace of suspicion.

This is clearly Luo Rou's voice!

Lan Li'er pinched her palm tightly. Slut, why didn't you die?

Princess Lan was secretly annoyed: Now, I miscalculated again.

Of course, Wei Ziyue disagreed, he didn't think about it, and rejected Luo Rou's proposal: "Rou'er, no." You are so kind, this cheap slave hurts you so much, this palace must kill her. ”

If this slave wants to harm him, he must be prepared to be killed.

Luo Rou's tone slowed down, but was very firm: "Husband, you hand over Mother Sun to Rou'er, and Rou'er will dispose of it herself." ”

Wei Ziyue also agreed.

However, even so, Lan Mengran was not reconciled.

She smiled and looked at the female corpse again: "However, the jade bracelet on the hand of this female corpse is Luo Rou's sister's." ”

Wei Ziyue glanced at her coldly, with some incomprehensible meaning: "Miss Lan San, what can a bracelet prove?" Isn't Rou'er standing here? Don't make up something out of thin air! ”

Lan Mengran's mouth opened wide for a while. In her memory, the third prince Wei Ziyue has always been gentle and affectionate, why did she suddenly become so cold to her?

Luo Rou was under the red hijab, and a hint of ridicule climbed on the corner of her mouth: "Miss Lan San, Rou'er doesn't have any sisters." So, don't call Sister Rou'er in the future. Moreover, if you really think about it, Rou'er is still a few months younger than you. ”

Hmph, Lan Mengran, if you want to harm Miss Ben, don't pretend to be tender here with Miss Ben!

Mother Sun huddled in a corner, trying not to attract anyone's attention. However, some people just don't want to let her go.

Luo Rou coughed and said sharply: "As for the jade bracelet on the hand of the female corpse, Miss Ben was obviously handed over to you yesterday and asked you to keep it properly, but how could Mother Sun be on this female corpse!" ”

Everyone sighed again, it turned out that the bracelet on the hand of this female corpse was deliberately worn by this grandmother!

Mother Sun had already panicked, and denied it again and again: "Second Miss, the old slave doesn't know!" ”

Hmph, cheap slave, you don't know, what kind of nonsense is made up!

Luo Rou took a hard sip: "Say, what's going on with this bracelet?" You are a slave, how can you have so much ability? Someone must have been behind the trick and instructed you to do this! If you say it, Miss Ben can spare your life! Otherwise, you know! ”

Whether this grandmother says it or not, she knows it. However, she just wanted to force the man to make a move.

Mother Sun couldn't help but be stunned when she thought of Luo Rou's various methods in Luofu's secret prison, she secretly aimed at the West, and finally decided to believe Luo Rou: "Yes......"

Just as those words were about to blurt out, Mother Sun suddenly convulsed and died!

Luo Rou smiled secretly. Hmph, the murderer still can't hold his breath.

Wei Ziyue frowned in disgust, unwilling to say anything more, and ordered: "Send these two corpses to the government office, and you must find out!" ”

Princess Lan's heart skipped a beat.

Princess Wanting's heart skipped a beat. Of course, there was one person whose heart was even more restless.

After the twists and turns, the worship ceremony began. The Queen Mother is finally late.

The celebrant's voice sounded loudly: "Worship heaven and earth!" ”

Wei Ziyue, Luo Rou, and Princess Huanting successfully worshiped heaven and earth.

"Second worship high hall!"

The three of them also successfully met with the Queen Mother.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes began to focus. These three people, how can they worship each other as husband and wife?

Wei Ziyue pulled Luo Rou and Princess Huanting on the left and right sides to the side, and he himself stood on the other side of them, just like that, the two brides were very unwilling to pull the same red silk and worship Wei Ziyue.

Secretly, Luo Rou was pulling the red silk, and Princess Wan Ting was also pulling the red silk. Only Wei Ziyue, holding back his face, balanced in the middle.

Hmph, he Wei Ziyue really wants to kill someone, what kind of wedding is this? These two women, can you not embarrass him.

"Send to the cave!"

Wei Ziyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, now, it's finally better.

But at this time, Princess Wanting's hands suddenly grabbed her face: "It hurts!" It's uncomfortable! ”

Wei Ziyue saw that Princess Huanting was like this, so she had to look at Princess Huanting's maid, meaning to ask her to drag Princess Huanting away quickly.

But what kind of person is that princess Ting, who is as powerful as a cow, she suddenly broke free from those maids, grabbed and grabbed it, she simply took off her red hijab!

"Whew!" , everyone's eyes suddenly stared at her face.

That face, at this moment, was full of yellow pus, bleeding dirty blood, and even the wound had long been festering!

The key is that Princess Huanting's face can't help but remind people of the female corpse of Fang Cai.

Princess Huanting's festering and terrifying face is too similar to the face of the female corpse just now!

Princess Huanting was shocked by everyone's eyes, and she saw that her fingers were all yellow pus and blood! What is it? Isn't it what she just scratched her face?

With an arrow step, she grabbed Luo Rou fiercely. Where could Luo Rou hide, and she ripped off her red hijab all of a sudden.

However, unlike her, there was no pus and blood on Luo Rou's face, which made Princess Huanting angry.

"Slut, this princess's face, are you hurt?"

Princess Huanting raised her hand fiercely, and was about to slap Luo Rou with a slap, and in the oblique stab, Wei Ziyue's arm stretched over and grabbed her wrist: "Huanting, what's wrong with you?" Rou'er won't hurt you. ”

When she was called "Princess Huanting", Wei Ziyue was disgusted by herself. However, at this time, he had no choice.

Princess Wan Ting was so anxious that she cried, glared at Luo Rou viciously, as if she wanted to eat her: "Husband, Wan Ting's face is ruined, it must be her, it must be Luo Rou, a slut!" Husband, you have to make decisions for Huanting! ”

Luo Rou's tears fell on Wei Ziyue's arm at once: "Sister Huanting, Rou'er has no deep hatred with you, how can she hurt you so much?" ”