As Tang Muen expected, Zhuo Zhuoxiao was keen, and rushed forward in a few steps to grab Tang Muen's outstretched arm.

Tang Muen was forced to retreat by Zhuo Zhuoxiao, his waist hit the table behind him, the table shook, the candle fell and ignited the fire, and the mourning hall was on fire.

"Give it to me." Excellence Xiao was afraid that Tang Muen would throw the tablet into the sea of fire, and there was a black storm rolling in her eyes, and she leaned over to confront Tang Muen and confront her.

"Come out with me." Tang Muen's arms were raised high, and he pursed his lips and insisted.

Zhuo Zhuoxiao turned his head and saw that the photos on the wall had already burned, and it was too late to save him, his heart turned upside down, with a bit of ruthlessness and madness on his face, looking at Tang Muen's eyes with a murderous aura, "Did you put this fire?" Since you ruined everything, how about letting you be buried for Qianxi? ”

The man was full of coolness, even the fire could not melt the frost on his face, and as he spoke, he suddenly raised his big hand and grabbed Tang Muen's throat.

"Hmm......" In an instant, Tang Muen felt that he had been deprived of his breath, and the tablet in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhuo Zhuoxiao suddenly let go of Tang Muen, and stepped forward to reach out to retrieve the tablet that had fallen into the sea of fire.

Tang Muen fell heavily to the ground, stroked his neck and gasped, hearing the chaos outside, all the servants of the Zhuo family quickly rushed over to put out the fire.

The fire in the mourning hall was raging, black smoke rose up, accompanied by a "crackling" cracking sound, a pillar broke, and the beam suddenly collapsed.

When the rain stopped, the fire was extinguished.

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The sky was bright, the butler led a group of servants to stand in the backyard, there was a pungent smell in the air, and there was a scorched earth and a layer of ashes in front of the eyes, a few steps away, Tang Muen stood in front of the grave with one hand on his injured left shoulder, the red dress on his body was dyed burnt black, and he tried not to let himself pass out.

"Big Little." The housekeeper broke the deadlock and reminded Zhuo Xiao that after the fire was extinguished, Zhuo Xiao stood in front of Gu Qianxi's tombstone for a full hour, and no one was allowed to leave.

The anger in Zhuo Xiao's body had just dissipated, and when he looked back, he saw Tang Muen standing with his back straight, proud and calm, as if he didn't realize what an unforgivable thing he had done.

The knuckles of Zhuo Xiaoxiao's clenched fingers "creaked", a storm gathered in her inky eyes, and her voice hoarsely ordered the housekeeper, "Send her to the hospital for treatment, and after her injury is healed, lock her up in this backyard, and let her guard Miss Gu's grave for the rest of her life." ”

Tang Muen raised his eyes suddenly, the expression on his face was shocked and sad and annoyed, is he so ruthless? He even imprisoned her, and even made her spend her life guarding the soul of a woman who had nothing to do with her.

Oh, yes! He loves Gu Qianxi, even if she has been dead for seven years, she burned down the mourning hall last night, and Zhuo Xiaoxiao didn't kill her directly, so she should be grateful to Dade, right?

"Big Little!" The housekeeper was shocked that Zhuo Xiao actually spoke, since Gu Qianxi's death, Zhuo Xiaoxiao became mute overnight, and even the closest old lady has not been able to say a word to him for seven years, and the housekeeper is overjoyed.

But he really couldn't laugh at the situation in front of him, Tang Muen's status was precious, how could they dare to imprison him privately?

"I'm fine, don't take me to the hospital." Tang Muen's pale face did not have the slightest blood, and he weakly opened his mouth to interrupt the butler's dissuasion.

Her shoulders hurt so badly that her eyes were black, and she couldn't hold them anymore, and she just wanted to send them away immediately.

"Self-inflicted." He took a step forward and stared at the crumbling Tang Muen, without a trace of pity and pity in his narrow eyes, and his words were even more sarcastic and indifferent, "Do you want to capture the bitter meat trick?" Miss Tang, do you think that if you save me, I can ignore you burning the mourning hall and let you go? Don't be naïve, you'll pay for your actions. Since you have done it, I hope you will not regret it in the days to come. ”

Miss Tang? Tang Muen's heart ached suddenly, she and Zhuo Zhuo Xiao became a legal husband and wife yesterday, and their names were still printed on the marriage certificate, but I'm afraid Zhuo Xiaoxiao didn't even remember what her name was, right?

Tang Muen smiled dismally, "Thank you, Young Master Zhuo, for reminding me, I don't regret it." ”

That kind of smile pierced Zhuo Xiao's eyes, as if he had done something heinous to Tang Muen, but it was clear that Tang Muen was at fault first, if it wasn't for killing people to pay for his life, he really wanted to strangle Tang Muen.

Zhuo Zhuoxiao turned his gaze away, took one last look at the black tombstone, his expression was complicated, he didn't say anything more, he strode away in silence.

"Young grandmother...... housekeeper stopped talking.

Tang Muen waved his hand at him impatiently, watching Zhuo Xiao's back disappear, and he could no longer support it and collapsed on the ground.

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At lunchtime, Zhuo Zhuo Xiao did not allow anyone to bring food to Tang Muen, the housekeeper went to the hospital to take care of the seriously ill old lady and did not come back, and there was no one in the house who could make up his mind, so the servants had to obey Zhuo Xiao's arrangement, and did not dare to help the new grandmother in private.

After all, they all feel that the eldest young grandmother is completely hopeless, the day after the marriage, the eldest young master is going to starve to death, maybe they will collect the body for the eldest young grandmother soon, who is still in a hurry!

Who would have thought that as soon as Zhuo Xiaoxiao had eaten, the people of the Tang family would come over, to be precise, Mo Zhengrong had broken into the backyard with blood on the bodyguards who had fallen all the way, and Zhuo Xiaoxiao listened to the report of his subordinates, but he was not in a hurry, he lowered his head and tidied up his cuffs with one hand and walked out, and asked the subordinates who followed him in a casual tone, "The speed is very fast, which one is coming?" ”

"The eldest young man of the Mo family is also the young master Mo Zhengrong who once succeeded to the Tang family."

Zhuo Xiaoxiao stopped, it turned out to be him?