Old man Qin warned his mother-in-law and grandson not to cause trouble for the family. When I was young, I read books for a few years, and I still have some knowledge. He was blinded by lard last time, so he would have the courage to go to Zhuo Fupan.

What kind of place is that?!

Many big officials in Beijing dare not be presumptuous.

Their family has no power or power, what dare they take in front of others?

Old woman Qin suddenly resigned herself and didn't dare to squeak. She didn't dare to talk back to the old man......

Qin Yu lowered his head and did not speak, hiding the resentment in his eyes.

……

Two days later.

Zhuo Fu received an invitation.

Zhuo Mansion receives a lot of invitations on weekdays, but generally speaking, it is handled by housekeepers, and Zhuo Yilan rarely goes. But this invitation is different, it is for Chu Lange, it is an invitation from the Ming family, saying that a poetry meeting will be held. The children of the upper-class and powerful in Beijing love to find all kinds of excuses when they are idle, and they hold gatherings of one kind or another. When Chu Lange received this invitation, she knew that the Ming family had found out her identity.

Zhuo Yilan handed her the invitation, "Do you want to go?" ”

"Going to play monkey tricks?"

Chu Lange then threw the invitation into the brazier, then indifferently picked up the book next to him and read it.

Zhuo Yilan looked at her like this and smiled silently.

He had expected that she would not go. In the past, when she was the princess of Duan, she rarely socialized.

"Lan Ge, don't you get tired of staying in the house every day?" Zhuo Yilan asked casually.

Chu Lange turned a page of the book, "Where do you want to go?" ”

Zhuo Fox's peach blossom eyes softened for a moment, "You still know my mind best." ”

"......" Chu Lan was silent.

She expected his sentence to be the next step, but she could understand his mind...... What does it matter? However, when Chu Lange looked up and saw that his eyes were full of spring, he wisely didn't ask.

The smile on the corner of Zhuo Fox's mouth became deeper and deeper, "This son is going to see Miss Song, are you going?" ”

"How is she?" Chu Lange asked lightly.

He said, "My men have tortured her." And guess what the result is? ”

"Can't guess." She was telling the truth, and she really couldn't guess. In other words, the Song Biyao that Chu Lange knew before was just a surface. That night had already made Chu Lange change his opinion.

Zhuo Yilan said: "It's a tough bone. ”

Chu Lange closed the book, "Is this true?" ”

"Really. Until now, I haven't dug up a single piece of useful information. ”

"It's us who underestimated her." Chu Lange was really surprised at this time. You must know that Zhuo Yilan has a lot of capable people, and he used to be able to dig out something from the mouth of the secret guard, but this time he couldn't dig out anything in Song Biyao's mouth. Originally, Chu Lange didn't want to go with Zhuo Yilan, but now he was interested. You must know that Chu Lange admires those capable women the most, even if the other party is her enemy.

Where two people go.

Chu Lange is not a stranger, it is actually the same house where Song Qinghe was imprisoned last time.

This time people didn't care about the cellar, it was a windowless house, there were all kinds of torture instruments in it, when Chu Lange saw Song Biyao, his eyebrows condensed slightly, at this time, Song Biyao was tied to a shelf, his clothes were torn in several places, and he couldn't see a piece of good flesh on his exposed skin, he was stained with blood, and some wounds were thick.

There was also a terrible smell in the room.

At this time, Song Biyao lowered her head, couldn't see her face clearly, and seemed to be in a coma.