Chapter 14: Song Yihuan's dream comes true
Childe doesn't seem to have many years to go, but Childe's status in this mansion is extraordinary, and as for the affection, even if he has been by Childe's side for nearly ten years, he doesn't know very well.
Now that the old lady in the palace has passed away, what the lord and his wife do is also to put the son first and think about his body.
In case the news of the old lady's death spreads, what good girl would dare to enter the door of the Li Mansion.
Even if there is, it can't be a scholarly family, a girl with good eight characters.
When Chu Shuolan heard Ming En's words, he said in his heart, it seems that the incident of him vomiting blood and falling into a coma before really frightened the Li couple, and they even ignored the old lady's funeral.
However, how did he know that Mama Li was dead in the palace.
Chu Shuolan's expression was still faint, and he instructed Ming En: "I know, you go down first." ”
Mingen got up, bent over and slowly exited the room.
……
Song Yihuan, Song An, and the Liu family of three who returned to the town were late after all.
They returned to the Li family's mansion in the town, and as soon as they stopped the carriage and got out of the car, they saw the servant Uncle Tao running out of the mansion.
"Master, Madame is not good! The second young master was arrested by the people of the government! ”
Uncle Tao's words made Song An and Liu's faces change greatly.
And Song Yihuan's face can be said to be miserable and pale, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is like a ghost.
Things are still developing according to the original plot, and Song Nuoyan is still framed and blamed and imprisoned.
Will her next so-called counterattack become an empty talk? Or that everything is immutable.
Thinking of this possibility, Song Yihuan couldn't help but think of the current male protagonist, and the other party is now afraid that he has already agreed to the marriage.
And then in the following time, he was tortured like a little cabbage, well, the torture of illness.
The male protagonist spits blood today, spits blood, spits and spits, and suddenly learns the mystery of his life story one day.
After knowing his life experience, the male protagonist should have started to fight openly and secretly with the villain......
The villain is powerful, but the male protagonist has the aura of the protagonist, and he miraculously survives every time he dies, and the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he becomes.
After the male protagonist was forced to retreat, he was completely blackened, and became a black belly with sesame filling, and he was ruthless, he dragged his sick and disabled body, and became the winner who had the last laugh in the open and secret battle with the villain.
How brilliant the male protagonist is, and how miserable she and the Song family are.
They will become cannon fodder one by one, especially her Song Yihuan died tragically on the street, with no one to collect the body, and was reduced to a mass grave to be bitten by wild beasts.
Thinking of this, Song Yihuan shook his body fiercely.
No way!
She refuses to be cannon fodder!
That's horrible.
I don't know which immortal she offended, and she was dressed on this cannon fodder who died the worst, which was simply to annihilate her ashes!
Song An strode towards Uncle Tao, and asked in a trembling voice, "Old Tao, why was the promise taken away by the people of the government?" What did he do wrong? ”
Uncle Tao looked panicked and said, "I heard from the person who passed the message that the second young master bullied the daughter of the rich man Sun. ”
When Song An and Liu heard the reason, they all looked at Song Yihuan.
The dream that the daughter said before really coincided with reality, and the couple had to be cautious.
If they were still skeptical before, they have taken it seriously at this time.
Receiving the sight of Song An and the Liu family, Song Yihuan forced himself to seriously think about the plot in "Sheng Shimou", even if it was about the Song family.