When Song Qingyun heard Han Xu's words, he looked up proudly without changing his face: "That's it!" Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the days when you are scared! ”

Sure enough, the words shouted by the parrot, compared carefully, are different from the words that Li Tianhu unintentionally shouted in her room.

She only blamed herself for not understanding it, the parrot can only learn the tongue, and does not understand the language of its own organization at all, which was trained by Song Qingyun early in the morning.

"I'm so stupid, my dad has long wondered why you have chronic asthma, and I actually help you talk!"

When Daddy Han Baiyang had a traffic accident and was admitted to Dongwan Hospital, Song Qingyun was in the ward next door.

At that time, Han Baiyang wondered how Song Qingyun could be hospitalized because of chronic asthma, and in Han Baiyang's impression, Song Qingyun did not suffer from chronic asthma when he was young.

Han Xu hurriedly interrupted his father's words because he drove Lao Zhao to spray insecticides in the garden.

If she had let her father continue to interrogate at that time, she might have discovered Song Qingyun's conspiracy, and there would have been no such things later!

Song Qingyun said slowly: "So, many things are destined by God, who the sky wants to accept, no one can escape, right?" Tell me yourself, do the Han family deserve it? ”

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Han Xu's face: "Of course you deserve it, your son Nan Junze, who is dead-faced, wants to bring me back to the Song family, don't let me die, you have to spoil me, save my life to kill him, you are no better, now maybe he listens to you, or listens to me!" You say, "Do you deserve it?" ”

Song Qingyun's smile suddenly froze, his chest rose and fell, and he gasped several times and suddenly shouted: "Lao Zhao! Where did the death go? ”

"I'm here, ma'am!" Lao Zhao stood beside Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun was full of anger and shouted at Lao Zhao, but he was provoked by Han Xu to the point of anger: "My young grandmother of the Song family is pregnant with a wild seed, bring me the fetal pill, pour it into her, and let the doctor come over with an inducing injection if she doesn't drink it!" ”

Before Lao Zhao could reply, Han Xu, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha!" Come on! I'm so scared! You're scaring me to death! Hahaha......"

She didn't plan to live at all, so she waited for Song Qingyun to do something to her, so that if she didn't believe that Nan Junze would not make trouble with Song Qingyun, in the future, this Song family villa would be a real homeless day.

As long as the mother and son can turn against each other, they are dead, so what does it matter.

Lao Zhao walked out at some point, and it didn't take long for him to bring two servants up, and on the plate in the hand of one of the servants, there was a bowl of thick medicine of unknown nature, exuding a pungent and unpleasant smell, and the heat swirled in the air of the entire room.

"Pour it on me!"

As soon as Song Qingyun gave the order, the two maids walked to the bedside, one grabbed Han Xu's thin arm tightly, and the other held a steaming medicine bowl and poured medicine into her mouth.

Han Xu gritted his front teeth and closed his mouth, and shook his head vigorously when he couldn't move his hands and feet, and knocked over the medicine bowl in the servant's hand on the futon.

The brown soup quickly sucked into the cashmere quilt, and the thick smell of medicine swayed on the bed, making Han Xu dizzy.

She struggled and yelled at the two servants who had grabbed her, "Get out of here!" ”

Song Qingyun saw that Han Xu had knocked over the medicine bowl, got up from the chair, and said angrily: "Go and ask the doctor to bring the inducing needle!" ”

Han Xu struggled to sweat in the hands of the two servants, and from last night to morning, the grain of rice had not entered, and her strength had been used up.

He sneered breathlessly: "Song Qingyun! Dare to prick a needle in me, as long as I don't die, one day, I will prick back a thousand needles and ten thousand needles in you, you just try! ”

Song Qingyun turned his head to meet Han Xu's terrifying gaze, suddenly trembled, stabilized his mind, and shouted again: "Old Zhao? Why don't you go get it soon? ”

Lao Zhao hurriedly ran out of the room.

The two servants also let go of Han Xu and stood aside like an enemy, staring at Han Xu's every move.

"The daughter born to a cheap woman is really inhuman, so she wants to put 110,000 stitches on my body, do you have the ability?" Song Qingyun walked to the bed and raised his hand to slap Han Xu's face.

"You are just the garbage that my father discarded, the waste that my mother stepped on, you can't see my parents' affection, jealousy, no matter how much you toss, it's useless, my father won't want you, you are still an old widow with a dead husband and no one wants, you perverted old witch, how many sins you do, how much retribution there will be, be careful not to fall to death when you walk!"

Han Xu lazily raised her sore arm to block it, she lived for more than 20 years, before marrying into the Song family, she rarely argued with others, it was not that she was cowardly, but a good tutor always reminded her not to burst into foul language.

scolded Song Qingyun today, she threw away all her tutors, it turned out that scolding people was so cool!

"You!" Song Qingyun was suddenly speechless, unexpectedly Han Xu not only had a poisonous mouth, but also knew so many old things, and pierced her heart with sharp teeth, setting off the shame of previous years.

Song Qingyun suddenly looked like crazy, waiting for her scarlet eyes, reached over and grabbed Han Xu's hair, and slammed her head into the bed screen behind Han Xu.

Fortunately, the bed screen was soft, and Han Xu's head was not hit, but was grabbed by the hair and thrown around.

Suddenly there was a burst of nausea, there was no food in the stomach to vomit, and he vomited the stomach acid directly on Song Qingyun.

"Ahh Song Qingyun found that there was a pool of bitter bile water in front of him, which smelled unpleasant, so he hurriedly threw off his clothes and ran out of the room, and went downstairs to change his clothes.

As soon as Song Qingyun left, the room immediately fell silent.

The two servants beside him didn't move, still staring at Han Xu with hostile eyes.

"You still don't want to get out, do you want me to do it?"

Han Xu didn't have a good impression of these two maids-in-law, when she was locked in the basement before, it was these two mothers-in-law who carried her down and locked her up for a day and a night.

Seeing these two people again at this time, a wave of anger in Han Xu's heart suddenly rushed to his head.

I couldn't find a useful knife, so I went directly to the wine cabinet next to it, brought out a bottle of unopened wine, and threw it at the maid's wife with the bottle.

The bottle smashed against the hard marble on the wall, and with a "bang", the thick bottle shattered to the ground, and the wine was scattered everywhere.

Seeing that Han Xu was dying, the two maids ran out of the room in fright.

Han Xu looked at the empty bedroom and laughed stupidly, Nan Junze took away all the sharp weapons in the entire room last night, probably forgetting that the wine bottle can also be broken.

Looking at the broken wine bottle on the ground, Han Xu walked over, leaned over and picked up a sharp splinter and hid it.

Not long after, Song Qingyun changed his clothes and came upstairs with two maids.

This time, there was also Lao Zhao and a needle he took from the doctor.

The transparent needle tube has a yellowish liquid in it, presumably oxytocin.