Chapter 133: Juan Bi Tells the Truth

Jiang Chen was most unaccustomed to this scene of "deep sister-brother love", but he couldn't show a disgusted expression on his face.

Suddenly, a feeling of emptiness slowly rippled in my brain, and a warm tear unconsciously left out of my eyes.

At this time, Jiang Chen's handsome and extraordinary cold face seemed to be melted away by a warm sunshine.

But with a "stabbing", the scene of Bingyan's death passed in front of her again, her laughter seemed to echo in her ears, and a kind of sarcastic heat seemed to blow in her ears.

"Jiang Chen, can you take on the important task of the pavilion master?" Lian Li saw that there was something wrong with the expression on Jiang Chen's face, so his brows furrowed slightly, and he also hoped that he would come back to his senses.

"Hmm.... Ah" Jiang Chen subconsciously lowered his eyes, the warm tears seemed to be still hanging on his face, and his knuckle fingers wiped his face slightly, and then said artistically,

"It is really Jiang Chen's honor to be appreciated by the two adults.

The subordinate was so happy that he wept and forgot his mind for a while, and begged for forgiveness from the two adults. ”

Listening to Jiang Chen's words, a meaningful smile hung on the corner of Lian Li's mouth, it was really ....... to tell a lie so smoothly

Lian Li's subtle changes in expression all fell into Lian Wu's eyes, and what he thought in his heart, he could guess one or two as a sister.

"Jiang Chen, your brother's subordinates have been acting vigorously and decisively, and with you, the burden on your brother can also be lightened.

As an older sister, I am very relieved to see that my younger brother has such a good helper. As he spoke, his hand was placed on Lian Li's arm, and the "joy" in his eyes seemed to warm up all the people around him.

"The blessing of my brother is also the blessing of my sister." Lian Li stretched out his other hand and put it on Lian Wu's hand, and the meaningful sentence can be described as a pun.

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Chunyang Pavilion

After sleeping for most of the day, Hua Wuyan, who was a little drowsy, finally woke up, her eyelids opened slightly, and the shadow of a girl crying fell into her sight.

This person is Hua Wuyan's curly bi, the helper who helped Yan Siming kill him.

"Curly Bi?" Hua Wuyan stared hard, and was about to straighten up.

Juan Bi snapped, knelt on the floor, knocked his head several times, and kept saying, "The slave and maid should die, the slave and the maid know that it is wrong." ”

His hands were gently covering his stomach, and the sharp-eyed Hua Wuyan was quickly attracted by this action.

Hua Wuyan, whose head was still a little heavy, leaned her head against the edge of the bed slightly, her heart sank, and the corners of her mouth twitched up coldly, so she asked lightly,

"Does my sister's death have anything to do with you?"

After a good night's sleep, Hua Yan's brain has cleared up a lot, and the pain of losing his loved ones is still tossing in his body, but it is urgent to identify the murderer so that he can take revenge in the future.

Juan Bi paused, didn't dare to raise his head, and was shocked in his heart, "I haven't said it yet, Deputy Pavilion Master Hua, how could I guess that this matter has something to do with me." ”

"You are the closest person to my sister, if it weren't for the trust in you, I guess I wouldn't have been killed by a traitor."

When Hua Wuyan spoke, some cold fingers were clutching the quilt tightly, and her breathing was adjusting as much as possible.

After all, right now, maybe only this girl can tell the truth for herself. Therefore, no matter how much anger there is, it must be suppressed.

But a sarcastic and angry sentence still couldn't help but spit out of her mouth, "It's a pity that my sister can't know people clearly, and she doesn't know that she has raised a white-eyed wolf." ”

When she said this, Hua Wuyan's eyes tightened, and the facial features on her pretty face shrank slightly, and the meaning of scrutiny lingered between the straight bridge of her nose, as if King Yama was examining the newly arrived ghost.

Curly Bi didn't dare to look directly at Hua's faceless eyes, and her fair face flushed with shame, and the blazing temperature made her heart ache, and her head was even heavier than she could lift up.

To tell the truth, Hua Wuyan is really good to herself, and she also takes extra care of her food and clothing on weekdays, and she will give sick leave and subsidies when her mother is sick.

If it weren't for Yan Siming's rhetoric to coax him to bed and conceive a child, he would not have done such a thing that harmed yin morality.

In the end, all this is a self-inflicted sin. If Heaven wants to punish, it is good to inflict the crime on oneself, and never harm innocent children.

However, now that I think about this step, it seems that it is still a little early, and it is still a question whether the child can produce smoothly.

"For your sake, as a mother, I will spare your life."

Hua Wuyan suddenly stood up, then slowly bent her body down, and her five fingers tightly pinched Curly Bi's chin, and forcibly lifted it slightly,

"Why did I poke me in the center and don't know how to respond?"

"Knock knock knock......" Juan Bi's heart jumped up and down in his chest because of the panic, his palms were slightly cold, and his little face began to feel cold.

How did Hua Wuyan know? Could she .......

"I'm sorry, the slave was really wrong." Juan Bi subconsciously wanted to raise his palm and slap himself a few times, in order to vent the anger in his heart.

However, before the slightly raised elbow fell, Hua Wuyan stretched out a hand and pinched it tightly.

"It's wrong, it's to be made up. Now tell me everything you know about my sister. ”

Hua Wuyan's voice was not loud, but her tone was ruthless and cold, her eyes were still tightly locked on Curly Bi's gaze, but her body was slightly pulled out and sat back on the bed.

Juan Bi felt as if he was carrying a thousand-pound boulder on his body, and slammed his head down, and did not mean to lift it, with a somewhat trembling tone in his mouth, he said everything he knew.