Quickly cross the scumbag in the live broadcast room to slap in the face

Chapter 50 I Heard Qing Guan, Do You Want To Be Good? (1)

Even though they didn't want to admit it, the matter of Su Huan's body still couldn't be explained scientifically. They came here this time to get Su Huan's body, conduct an autopsy and test it, and make a reasonable explanation.

Of course—

The people in the hospital gritted their teeth and looked at the 'smart' Ye Xing. No one expected that she would cremate him that night.

"excuse me."

Without the corpse, the compensation promised to the Su family naturally cannot be counted.

People from the Su family found Ye Xing and tried to make her lose money.

"When Su Huan died, none of you mourned her. When she was alive, you all abandoned her when life was difficult. It is impossible to get benefits from her now. She had donated all her assets before she died. You won't get a point."

The donation of Su Huan's inheritance caused a great commotion. Many people didn't understand it, but they all understood it when they saw the disturbance of the Su family.

A family without emotion naturally doesn't want them to get any cheap money.

Ye Xing got married in the third year after Su Huan's death, and in the fourth year, they had a daughter named Niansu.

Maybe people in the world knew that she existed, but they would never remember her forever, so Ye Xing mourned his dead friend in this way.
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When Jieyou returned to the live broadcast room, Su Huan had successfully climbed to the reward list, and she curled her lips.

[Fairy Lily: Jieyou Jieyou, why don't you kill that scumbag, why can he live well in prison? 】

[Female water ghost: That's right, I really want to rush in and show up and scare him to death! 】

[Locust tree demon: Hey, poor little Su Huan, how could he be so pitiful]

Seeing the intermittent bullet screens, Jieyou's red lips parted slightly: "Welcome to Jieyou's live broadcast room, Jieyou will solve your worries and problems."

Because Jieyou went to fulfill the unwilling wish of women before death, it attracted the attention of many female compatriots. Among the live broadcast rooms of the Six Realms, her live broadcast room was not the most popular, but it was the one with the highest rewards.

"Jieyou, I...I want you to help me"

The person who spoke was a woman with her head in palace attire.

Jieyou moved his finger painted with Kodan, obviously clicking on some page: "Yes, tell me your story through my friend application, and I will fulfill your unfulfilled wish for you."

"it is good--"

"I am a princess married to the youngest and most promising general in the dynasty..."
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When Jieyou woke up, he was in a dilapidated courtyard, and there was no one around to wait on him.

"What the princess did really failed a bit."

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, she glanced at the delicate woman in the mirror and couldn't help but think of a poem.

Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water palace wind comes with pearl and green fragrance.

A pair of watery eyes flowed in the autumn waves, and her eyebrows were curved, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows. Her already delicate face was three points more beautiful than Furong's.

She stroked her forehead and sighed softly: "A good hand, played so poorly."

The name of this body is An Ruoyin, the most prestigious princess of the Anding Dynasty. When she was born, all the birds greeted the phoenix to congratulate her, and the dry land met the dew for three years. Therefore, mothers depend on their daughters, and they jumped from a small talented person to a fourth concubine. Concubine Xian in the middle.

The original owner even sealed the first-rank princess An Guo, got the back cover, built the princess mansion, and enjoyed the imperial salary.

The reason why Princess An Guo is famous is not because of her auspiciousness when she was born, but because of her body fragrance when she sings, like a blooming hibiscus, the fragrance is overflowing, elegant and refreshing.

Concubine Xian is still honored and favored in her thirties, so the credit of Princess An is naturally indispensible.

(End of this chapter)