"Second uncle, you must not have thought that I would come back alive."

The white clothes are like snow, the temperament is dusty, and the black hair is fixed behind him with a wooden hairpin.

It is obviously the simplest clothes and the most simple dress, but under the backdrop of Lu Zeqian's naturally handsome face, it looks so luxurious.

As long as you take a look, you will be deeply immersed in the tenderness in his eyes, and you will be captured by the spring breeze smile in his eyes.

I'm afraid that the most gentle god in the world is nothing more than that.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about, it's too late for you to come back and your second uncle is happy."

"Hmph, you're a badass, you're a big badass."

Yun Xingchen's little finger landed on the second master of the Lu family, and he called him a big villain in a milky voice.

"You took advantage of the second father's business to plant a villain next to him, and let the villain poison the second father, if it weren't for my mother's pro-divine doctor, the second father would have turned into white bones a long time ago."

Word by word, the little milk sound word by word shows the evil deeds done by Lu Yuanfang.

The mourning hall, which was originally more lively than the vegetable market, suddenly quieted down, and the people who ate melons pricked up their ears and listened carefully to what the little guy said.

Did they hear Xiao Fenqiu'er say that the second master of the Lu family poisoned and murdered the eldest son of the Lu family just now.

"The second master is the uncle of the eldest prince, so he will not do anything to murder the eldest prince, you little prince and eight lambs, don't talk about it."

"I'm not a little king, I'm my mother's precious daughter, and I don't say anything."

Pinching his waist, Yun Xingchen looked up at his fleshy little face, and the two little tuggers on his head were also dangling, obviously angry, but that cute little expression made everyone really want to stretch out their hands

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"Mother, what is a mouthful? I only know the dumplings in Xinkou Village, suck ~~~"

Speaking of eating, the little guy raised his hand and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and the people here were born from the bottom of their hearts, and they really wanted to take a pink sack and take the little guy away.

However, at this moment, what they want to know most is whether what the little girl doll said is true or false.

Today is the funeral of the eldest son of the Lu family, but Lu Zeqian, who should have been lying in the coffin, came back to life and stood in front of everyone.

Could it be that it is really as rumored that in order to completely control the Lu family, Lu Erye secretly worked with the killer bandits to get rid of Lu Zeqian?

"Second Uncle feels so sorry for you, how can he harm you, there must be a misunderstanding in the middle."

Lu Erye strode towards Lu Zeqian, holding his shoulders tightly with both hands, and the tears of joy after the great sorrow made everyone a little unable to react.

Lu Yuanfang's attitude has changed too quickly.

"It's all to blame for the group of subordinates who misreported your affairs, and the second uncle thought that you had made trouble, so he did a funeral for you, just come back! It's all withdrawn, crying what to cry, bad luck is dead! ”

"Xu is there a misunderstanding, and I want to thank the second uncle for his concern, Ze Qian was very moved in his heart."

Lu Yuanfang was happy or not, Lu Zeqian was moved or not, others didn't know, but Yunnan Yue was sure of one thing.

Lu Zeqian did not continue to expose the good things Lu Yuanfang did, not because he was kind-hearted, but because he wanted to make Lu Yuanfang's fate even more tragic.

"Big brother, it's obvious that he poisoned and murdered the second father, why is the second father still moved?"

Yun Xingchen didn't understand the deceit between adults very well, so he pouted, and his little expression was very distressed.

"Uncle Lu plans to invite you into the urn and catch turtles in the urn."

"I know the turtle, it's the little king."

Yun Xingchen had a suddenly understood expression.

"It turns out that the uncle of the second father is a little Wang Ba, and the second father wants to make the big bad guy into a little Wang Ba soup."

Lu Yuanfang on the side could hear it clearly, and the smirk on his face hid a vicious viciousness.

Little rabbit cub, when the time comes, Lao Tzu will see who becomes the king first.