Song Biyao asked rhetorically: "Why are you sure that the person was killed by Duanwangye?" Everyone said she died of illness. ”

"Now it's Ben Gongzi asking you."

"I don't know. So, can you let go of the Prime Minister's Mansion now? ”

"Whew!" Zhuo Yilan sneered, "This answer, you want to satisfy my son?" ”

It's just whimsical!

Song Biyao sneered: "Didn't you say that as long as I answer seriously?" I was answering in earnest. It's just that this answer is the same as not answering at all. However, it is also the truth.

Zhuo Yilan's smile was like an ice knife, which made Miss Song's heart chill for a moment.

"You don't have to look at me like that, I really don't know the answer to your question." She is doing things for King Duan, but King Duan doesn't tell her everything. Song Biyao had a guess in her heart, but she didn't verify it back then.

Zhuo Yilan asked again: "You really don't know the reason why King Duan killed General Chu?" ”

"I don't know."

"What's the use of keeping you?" Zhuo Yilan had murderous intent in his heart.

He came here today to ask for clues.

He knew that King Duan had killed Chu Lange, but he still wanted to know why he wanted to kill him? According to Chu Lange's meaning, King Duan is for the throne, Zhuo Yilan doesn't completely agree with this statement, if King Duan is really for the throne, no matter how you look at it, letting Chu Lange live will help him benefit more. The forces of the ten Prime Minister's Mansions are not as appealing as one Chu Lange. Chu Lange didn't see this clearly, it was because she was rarely in the capital, but Zhuo Yilan was extremely clear.

Song Biguio didn't say.

Zhuo Yilan really had murderous intent.

Chu Lange stood beside him, clearly perceiving the fluctuation of his emotions.

Originally, she came here to find out why she was investigated back then...... Recalling that moment back then, she also asked King Duan, but King Duan did not answer. In fact, this reason is really not important. However, Ah Xiu seems to care?

In her trance, Zhuo Yilan turned around and walked out.

Two men walked out of the secret room.

Zhuo Yilan suddenly ordered: "Kill her and bury her." ”

"Yes." Lan Mu should be.

Chu Lan Gefeng, who was following Zhuo Yilan, opened his eyes slightly, "Slow down." ”

"Huh?" Zhuo Yilan turned his head and looked at her inquiringly.

Chu Lange said lightly: "Didn't you set a small goal?" Do you want to give up? ”

Zhuo Yilan was slightly stunned, and smiled again, "I took most of the family's body, so it's not easy to make a move." ”

"If you don't make a move, you can let someone else come." Chu Lange mentioned.

He smiled and asked, "You say, I listen to you." ”

Chu Lange's face did not change, and he whispered the plan that came to mind temporarily. Zhuo Yilan nodded frequently, in addition to nodding or nodding. Lan Mu next to him was in a very delicate mood, is the son preparing to sing with his husband?

The two of them finished discussing.

Zhuo Yilan's fox eyes were shining, and he said happily: "Lan Mu, I have called the doctor to come over, heal Miss Song's injuries a little, and then provide ...... with delicious food and drink."

"......" Lan Mu listened silently.

A week later.

A carriage passed by the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, threw the unconscious Miss Song at the door, and then knocked on the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion by the way. When the old servant of the doorman got up from the bed, opened the door slowly, and saw a large living man lying on the threshold, he was startled.

The old servant took the lantern in a trembling manner, and shone on the person's face, and when he saw clearly that it was the eldest lady of the Song family, he was so shocked that he quickly turned around and walked inside.