A hesitant expression appeared on Mrs. Fang's originally firm face, she glanced at Song Chuning, rubbed her head and felt a little distressed: "Not really." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info His Royal Highness Taisun is not really a Taoist priest, is it really so fond of helping others, is it a chivalrous fight? ”

"Why can't it be the same as King Duan, with the mind of a strange thing to live in?" Song Chuning hit the snake with the stick, and seized the opportunity to immediately interject: "If His Royal Highness Taisun is also like King Duan, he has taken a fancy to Song Chuyi's atmospheric luck." Don't forget, as I told you, Song Chuyi is very likely to have the ability to be an unpredictable prophet. Why can't she use this to make a deal with His Royal Highness? ”

It's really possible, who doesn't pay attention to the so-called good luck and luck? Besides, even if she doesn't care about Song Chuyi's luck, just her ability to predict the prophet is enough to make people treat her as a baby.

Mrs. Fang sighed heavily and looked at Song Chuning, and said, "I still have to say the ugly things in front, and I can help you ask if you ask, but whether the prince agrees or not is his own business." ”

"It's nature." Song Chuning replied quickly with a smile, lifted his eyelids and looked at Mrs. Fang with a smile: "What's more, I'm not just for myself, if something happens to that head, you can't imagine what kind of chaos the Song family will fall into." ”

The Song family has always looked at Song Jue like an eyeball, if something happens to Song Jue......

She remembered that in her dream, Song Chuyi's bad luck started with Song Jue's death, and the desire to Song Jue's death became even stronger in her heart, and she was so excited that her voice trembled slightly at the end.

Mrs. Fang couldn't figure out why a six-year-old child could have so many strange expressions on her face, each expression was distorted so that she, a person who was nearly forty years old, felt scared, and she couldn't figure out where Song Chuning's deep hatred for the Song family came from----- if it was purely because the Song family came to arrest her and go back to the capital, then her revenge was really terrifying.

"You...... I know some reasons why you hate your sixth sister. Mrs. Fang looked at her in amazement, frowning a little puzzled: "But after all, your surname is Song, you should know the truth that there are eggs under the nest." If the Song family is unlucky, you may not have a good end, even if you can persuade your father, you also have the ability to let your father get out of the clan, but you can't stop the criticism of the world...... Why do you hurt a thousand enemies and eight hundred? ”

Song Chuning felt a little ridiculous, Mrs. Fang, as a person who longed for the death of the Song family, actually came to remind herself.

"Why aren't you afraid that after you explain these truths to me, I won't be right with the Song family and run back to the Song family to sue you?" Song Chuning couldn't help but really laugh: "Isn't it because after framing the Song family and poisoning the prince through design, have you seen how deep my hatred for the Song family is?" ”

She paused, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by an indifference that was too thick to dissolve: "Anyway, I just want them to die." It means that they will not be able to live in peace. ”

This hatred doesn't even have anything to do with the Li family, she doesn't care whether the Li family dies or not, anyway, even if the Li family doesn't die, she just has a better reputation, and the Li family has never fulfilled the responsibility of a loving mother on weekdays.

What she hated was probably anyone standing next to Song Chuyi----- obviously she was stronger than Song Chuyi, and she was stronger than Song Chuyi everywhere, but they didn't have a long eye to fight her for Song Chuyi......

Mrs. Fang felt that her arms were covered with dense goosebumps, and she didn't have anything to say for a while. Song Chuning, a wolf in sheep's clothing, once he unloaded that gentle and lovely skin, there was a pair of green eyes and a big mouth that seemed to eat people, and there was really no way not to be afraid.

How did the Song family do their best to produce such strange girls? She was slandered in her heart, but her face did not show it, and she sighed and said: "But it is still the same sentence, after the prince's matter, I am afraid that your grandfather's side will be even more jealous of us." If something happened to Song Jue again, he would definitely think that the prince did it without guessing......"

"Afraid of what?" Song Chuning sneered: "I've already found a scapegoat." ”

Mrs. Fang watched her take out a roll of cloth from the box, and pointed to the red dots on it with some curiosity and asked her, "What are these?" ”

"Damned names of those who have offended me." Song Chuning said it as it should be, pointing to the black dots opposite the red dots and telling Mrs. Fang: "These...... It's better to live than to die. ”

Mrs. Fang felt that she had probably really bumped into a madman who was rare to see in a hundred years, and she was still a madman who was so sober that it was frightening.

"Who's the scapegoat you're looking for?" Mrs. Fang barely froze her mind: "Miasma." There is a lot of miasma in Shudi, isn't this something that everyone knows? If he got lost and went into which mountain and didn't come out, was stunned by the miasma, and was dismembered by wild dogs and wolves, who could blame him? ”

Mrs. Fang was a little relieved again----- although she was a strange and vicious little girl, she was still inexperienced in the end. She tugged at the corners of her mouth and asked her, "He is the grandson of Changning Bofu, and he will have at least twenty guards with him." Such a group of people will all be taken away by wild dogs and wolves? Only a fool would believe it, if your grandfather and sixth sister are so suspicious, I'm afraid they don't need to use their brains anymore, they will directly stamp this matter and conclude it, and believe that it is the hand of the prince. ”

"So what? Do they have proof? Song Chuning sat down and looked at Mrs. Fang: "What's more, they will definitely not be on your side." Isn't Xingfu and this incident the best proof? ”

Her small earlobes are pink and lovely in the light, and the pale green pearls on them are even more pleasing to the eye.

"Listen to me." Song Chuning persuaded the junior patiently like a well-informed elder, and his tone was gentle but resolute that could not be refused: "If Song Jue dies, the Song family will be in chaos." Not to mention anything else, Wei Yanzhao's matter, you can't always rely on Song Jue's unbearability, right? What if one day Song Jue no longer bears it? ”

Mrs. Fang stood up suddenly, her hands clenched into fists and glared at Song Chuning, as if she could dismantle her and swallow her at any time.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and the solemn voice of the housekeeper in Song Chuning's house, Lao Cheng, sounded: "Miss, the master is in the study, let you go over." ”

"Look, what did I just say? People have no foresight, but they must have near-term worries. Song Chuning leaned over and put aside the chess jar that Mrs. Fang had picked up, and stood up with the chessboard.

Green Jade and Cuiguo had already taken her crane out and waited silently. (To be continued.) )