Zhuo Yilan asked, "Do you want to meet him?" ”

"What are you doing with him? How so? Chu Lange did not forget his identity at this time, "I am a person who has died once, and the past should be judged." At that time, I was impulsive, and I recognized Ayin and you,...... Now that I think about it, I think it's incredible. ”

So, he's special?

A certain son was in a good mood, so he naturally ignored Yu Feiyin.

But soon, he said with a straight face, "This son asked you to meet, but I didn't want you to tell your secrets. Listen, this secret must not be known to a third person except me and the stupid guy Yu Feiyin. ”

"Well, I'm measured."

"No, if you promise me, you must not say it."

"......" Chu Lange was a little funny, "Why are you more nervous than me?" ”

Zhuo Yilan said seriously, "Because you don't pay enough attention." ”

"Why am I not paying enough attention?"

"If you pay enough attention, you and I won't know."

"You're saying I'm going to watch you give up on yourselves and watch you die?" What a thing?

Chu Lange was still in the moment of extreme despair when she had just been killed and woke up, and the pure relationship between Yu Feiyin and Zhuo Yilan was like a light in the dark, she couldn't give it up, and she couldn't give it up. She didn't know what she would have become without them, but she certainly wouldn't be as calm as she is today.

The secret of resurrecting the soul through the corpse is terrifying.

This is equivalent to putting one's life in the hands of others.

Yu Feiyin and Zhuo Yilan were an accident, and Chu Lange would not let this kind of accident happen again.

Zhuo Yilan said again: "You promise, you will never say it in the future." ”

Chu Lange said cautiously: "Okay, I promise." ”

"Well, I won't say that either." Death won't tell. Zhuo Yilan silently made a certain decision in his heart. Not only will he not speak out, but he will nip all those who doubt it in the bud. The last time he missed it with her, this time, he won't let go again. Even if she dies again, the tombstone will bear his last name.

Tuk Tuk!

It was a knock on the door.

At this hour, there is still a knock on the door?

Zhuo Yilan asked coldly: "Who is it?" What's the matter? ”

"Childe, it's a subordinate, Lan Mu." Outside the door was Lan Mu's voice.

Zhuo Yilan said: "Come in." ”

When Lan Mu pushed the door in, stepped inside, and saw that his son-in-law shamelessly occupied the bed of the little girl, his mind was very subtle. However, under the dangerous gaze of his son-in-law, he hit a spirit, and immediately reported: "Childe, there is news from Jingzhao Mansion that Miss Song Er is dead, and she died of poisoning." ”

"Dead?"

Zhuo Yilan was a little surprised, but it was not unexpected.

Chu Lange had similar thoughts to him, "How did the other party poison him?" ”

Lan Mu said: "Second Miss Song was bitten to death by a scorpion, it seems to be an accident. ”

After a person died, they investigated the cause of death.

It was the scorpion hidden in the haystack of the cell that bit Song Qinghe to death. It wasn't food poisoning, their people checked the food several times and found nothing unusual.

Chu Lange said, "This technique is very clever. ”

"Yes, it should have been killed. Do you remember the woman who carried the food box to the prison? Concubine Song asked her if it was done, and her answer seemed to be done. I didn't know what this meant before, but now I understand it. Zhuo Yilan said as he asked Lan Mu to withdraw.

Lan Mu left quickly.

Childe's gaze is too mysterious.

He suspected that if he slowed down for a while, he would be flayed alive by Childe.