Chu Lange asked: "Ah Xiu, lynching is abused in Beijing...... Aren't you afraid of being poked out? ”

Zhuo Yilan chuckled, "What about poking it out?" This little thing, the one in the palace will carry it. ”

"Are you alright?"

"It's going to be fine. Ben Gongzi often makes a little trouble, so that the one in the palace can enjoy the fun of the elders cleaning up the mess for the juniors, and he will be happy afterwards. Zhuo Yilan whispered into her ear and said Emperor Yuan's gossip.

Chu Lange: "......" What kind of quirk is this?

The two men were whispering, and the guards next to them were like wooden people, as if they hadn't heard anything. Lan Mu stood aside, he had no idea in his heart, and took the lead in asking people to fetch half a bucket of water.

Zhuo Yilan gestured slightly, and Lan Mu splashed Song Biyao with half a bucket of water.

Song Biyao slowly raised her head, opened her eyes, smiled sarcastically when she saw Zhuo Yilan, and lowered her head again. This is a naked provocation. As for Chu Lange beside Zhuo Yilan, it was Song Biyao who ignored it. In fact, it is not wrong, at present, every time Song Biyao has a pain, the person she hates the most is Zhuo Yilan. Because all this pain was added to her by Zhuo Yilan.

After Chu Lange's death, Song Biyao thought that the high wall in front of him finally collapsed. I thought that I had finally come to the end of my hardship and could stay with my sweetheart. It's just that Song Biyao didn't expect that a Chu Lange would die, and an even more difficult Zhuo Yilan would be ushered in!

Zhuo Yilan smiled arrogantly: "Miss Song, don't come unharmed." ”

"......" Song Baguio didn't react.

Zhuo Yilan didn't care, and continued: "I've locked you up here for many days, and still no one has come to save you, think about it, Miss Song is really a failure." As your famous concubine, King Duan didn't come to save you, alas! ”

He sighed sarcastically!

It's very contrived, but it's very annoying!

Song Biyao was originally like a pool of stagnant water, but at this time, she raised her head suddenly and glared at Zhuo Yilan fiercely.

"Surnamed Zhuo, you are simply a mad dog!" Song Biyao gritted her teeth with hatred, "I asked myself if I never offended you, why do you always bite me?" "To be precise, since Chu Lange's death, Zhuo Yilan has been biting her and King Duan!

"Haha." Zhuo Yilan smiled, "My son is willing." ”

Song Biguio: "......"

Chu Lange stood beside him and watched with relish.

At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, she is a lucky poor girl, who inexplicably fell into the eyes of Zhuo Gongzi. But there is no identity and position to question Song Biyao anything, in fact, she came with her, purely just to take a look.

Just listened, Zhuo Yilan mocked again, "Let me tell you an interesting thing, Prime Minister Song used most of his family wealth and wanted me to let go of the Prime Minister's Mansion...... Also, it's for you to be released. ”

"......" Song Biyao secretly felt bad.

Sure enough, he continued: "When converted, there are millions of taels of silver, which is really a lot of money, a few more than the silver in the treasury." Of course, this son will not want these ill-gotten gains, but it is not happy to let this son return them to the Prime Minister's Mansion...... So, the master gave all the money to His Majesty, haha! What do you think? ”

"Poof—"

Miss Song spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

It's!

I was so angry that I vomited blood!

Although this is a big reason, it is also the result of being tortured too much and the body cannot bear the load. When Zhuo Yilan said this, the stimulation was too great, the emotions were too intense, and finally after vomiting blood, his eyes went black and he fell into a coma.