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"Dizzy, she's really fainted!"

A man in black saw Ye Qing fall and couldn't help shouting excitedly.

"Huzi, can you be quiet, in case someone hears it, it'll be over." Another middle-aged man in black reprimanded in a low voice.

"Uncle Ba, if we do this, will we be found by the government?" The last man in black asked with obvious hesitation.

"Don't worry, it's okay, let's do it unknowingly, who knows?

What's more, this is what the eldest young master wants us to do.

Originally, I was going to find an opportunity to deal with her, but I didn't expect the eldest young master to strike first, so we don't have to be afraid of what will happen.

You hurry up and tie her up first, and then you go and call Granny Qiu to come over.

Huzi, let's wait for Granny Qiu to come, and then get her to the ox cart parked at the back door, as long as we bring her to the place, we can get a lot of silver!" ”

"Good ......" Qian Hu looked at Ye Qing who was unconscious, thinking of the leg he had been kicked by Ye Qing that day, so he couldn't help but kick Ye Qing a few times with a hideous face.

Seeing that she really didn't move, she wanted to slap Ye Qing a few more times, so as to give away her previous anger.

But he was stopped by Qian Ba, and he said in a deep voice: "What are you doing, don't make any more noise." ”

Qian Hu was a little unwilling, but he also knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

After tying up Ye Qing, they first dragged Ye Qing to the corner of the shadows and waited for Granny Qiu to come over.

On the edge of the lotus pond, quiet again returned.

After waiting for about half an hour, an old woman came over under the leadership of Qian Biao.

She first glanced at Ye Qing, who was unconscious, nodded, and then whispered: "The rest will be handed over to the old body, you carry her to follow me first." ”

Qian Hu and Qian Biao carried Ye Qing and followed Mrs. Qiu slowly to a small back door of the Qian Mansion, where an ox cart was already parked outside.

When they threw Ye Qing into the ox cart, Qian Hu gasped and scolded: "This fat woman is really heavy, I'm tired to death." ”

Qian Ba said in a low voice: "Huzi, don't talk, you and Biaozi go back first, and I will send people away with Qiu Pozi."

After the funeral, the three of us will have a drink and get together. ”

Qian Hu nodded, and after the carriage left, a grim smile finally appeared on his face.

……

Qingzhu-in

In Qian Junbao's room, the few candles that were originally lit were blown so that only one was still flickering.

At the table, Qian Duoduo, who was also unconscious, lay on his stomach, and there was a bowl of leftover red date porridge on the table.

Qian Junhao had a gloomy face, standing on the edge of the bed and looking at the unconscious Qian Junbao, the expression on his face was unpredictable.

He came here to kill Qian Junbao with his own hands in order to relieve the hatred in his heart, and he had to see Qian Junbao die in front of him with his own eyes, so that he could truly feel at ease.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to come here himself tonight.

He has been thinking about this for many years, the old man was here before, although he had this heart, but he didn't have the courage.

And after the old man died last night, the beast he had hidden in his heart for many years finally woke up in his body again.

Hmph~ Mother only thought about selling Qian Junbao's wife, she didn't think about asking for Qian Junbao's life.

It's so soft-hearted, and he has to wait for his father's funeral to be done, and he doesn't want to wait.

In his opinion, tonight is the best time, and according to his mother's wishes, he took Ye Qing out to sell.

And Qian Junbao has been unconscious, even if he killed Qian Junbao, it can be said that he died of illness because of the death of the old man and excessive grief.

When the dawn came, when the people in the mansion found out that Ye Qing was not there, they could say that she took the opportunity to escape while Qian Junbao had just died.

Qian Junhao has thought of the words: a happy daughter-in-law who is unwilling to be her husband's funeral object, and it is very reasonable to escape in the middle of the night!

As for Qian Duoduo, a scholar, he also found a good way for him.

When Qian Junbao died, he threw Qian Duoduo into the big kitchen far away from Qingzhu Courtyard, and then burned the big kitchen with a fire.

Killing one person is killing, and killing two people is also killing.

When the time came, it was said that Qian Duoduo was hungry and went to the big kitchen to find food, and accidentally burned the kitchen, but he did not escape.

The person died in the big kitchen, and the people in the mansion would not have focused on the Qingzhu Courtyard, nor would they thoroughly investigate the real cause of Qian Junbao's death.

He planned to suffocate Qian Junbao, anyway, Qian Junbao was already seriously ill with wheezing, and no one would doubt that he died of suffocation.

Originally, Qian Junhao also wanted to burn down the entire Qingzhu Courtyard, and then put all the responsibility on Ye Qing.

But in doing so, he always felt that the plan was not good, that he could not kill three birds with one stone, and that perhaps some people would not believe it.

Especially the old fox Qian Songquan.

In fact, Mo Ce, who was lying on the bed, had already woken up, and he knew the movements in the house.

But his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them anyway, and his stomach was nauseous.

Isn't it just a fall? At that time, he didn't fall on his head, and he had been lying down for a day, why couldn't he open his eyes even if he wanted to?

Just as he was wondering, he felt a big hand from a thick man slap his face.

Yes, it was the man's hand that made him feel a big shiver in his heart.

"Why can't you just die? If you die right away, I'll save you trouble.

You said you've been sick for so many years, why do you still have to live to fight with me! ”

The voice was a little hoarse and low, and he shouldn't be very old, but it sounded very malicious.

At this moment, Mo Ce felt as if a palm had fallen from his face, and it was a little smelly, and he was soon tightly covered by that hand, and then he felt that he couldn't breathe.

This man was going to kill him......

Mo Ce was in a hurry, he had just dominated this body, and before he opened his eyes, he was about to be suffocated to death?

Who dares to plot against himself.

"Who are you?" He shouted, but couldn't make a sound.

He desperately tried to concentrate himself and sober himself up quickly.

Just when he felt that his brain was about to lack oxygen, Mo Ce finally used all his strength and let his eyes slowly open.

The light in the room was dim, but it still allowed him to see clearly the hideous-looking man in his thirties.

Mo Ce wanted to struggle but found that he was still a little powerless, maybe he saw him suddenly open his eyes, and the man in front of him was startled and let go of his hand slightly.

The air seeped through his mouth and nose, and Mo Ce gasped and breathed.

He glared at the man with big dark eyes, eager to kill him right away.

It's a pity that he can't move now.

It's like a fish that can only be slaughtered on a cutting board, and has no ability to resist.