I became the villain's deceased wife

That day, Song Tian made some delicious food and prepared to go see Kong Que.

I originally thought that he would go to the Dali Temple to cooperate with the investigation and would be released in a few days.

But now there is another case of murder of the Dali Temple Chief Justice, and I don’t know how the Dali Temple will arrange it.

And I also heard from Xie Yunzhe that Kong Que was the last person Yun Haichao saw before the accident.

Song Tian also wanted to know what they said in the end.

But when they got to the gate of Dali Temple by carriage.

Then I saw a familiar figure.

"Cui Rong?"

Before the carriage stopped, Song Tian saw her through the open window.

I was wondering what she was doing in a place like this?

Didn’t Yun Haichao find them a place to stay and return their respective indentures?

Besides, Song Tian also agreed.

Once the girls have recovered, they will be employed in the newly opened hotpot restaurant to make a living.

But Cuirong could be seen wearing a coarse linen dress and a mourning hat on her head.

Waiting at the gate of Dali Temple Prison.

Song Tian had a bad feeling.

She suddenly thought, is today the day that the boss surnamed Qian is released from prison?

"Master Zhang, please stop immediately. I want to get off!"

Song Tian urged the coachman.

Master Zhang looked embarrassed.

"Madam, this is in front of the Dali Temple. You can't park your car randomly. You must park your car at the hitching post opposite the gate!"

Song Tian was anxious.

The gate of the imperial prison was slowly opening.

Two yamen runners carried out a man covered in bruises.

There was nothing wrong with Master Qian buying and selling his own slaves, and he refused to admit that he was the one who abducted Song Tian, ​​so he had to be released without charge.

But Xie Yunzhe was angry that he had involved Song Tian in this matter and had frightened her innocently.

The jailer who told the interrogation did not have to hold back.

We have to teach him a lesson anyway.

Cuirong, who was waiting at the door, stepped forward and took out a small dagger from her waist.

“Cui Rong!

Don’t do anything stupid! ”

The carriage was still moving.

Song Tian was helpless and leaned on the window and shouted in the direction of the prison gate.

The two jailers threw the man onto the road outside the gate and turned around to go back.

Hearing Song Tian's shout, he turned around in surprise.

Cuirong had already pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into the man's back!

The blood sprayed on her pale face, making her look both seductive and hideous.

The two jailers looked at each other and were stunned.

Cuirong looked at the struggling Master Qian and wanted to turn over to look at her, but she was too weak to do so.

He just turned his head, widened his eyes, and reached out to grab the mourning clothes on her body.

Tears flowed down like beads that had broken off the string!

The pleasure of finally getting revenge made her laugh.

The state is very crazy:

"Hahaha……

Do you know, class owner?

Cuihong also died.

It’s not that she couldn’t be saved, but that she didn’t want to live anymore!

She couldn't stand being bullied by a group of thugs.

What she couldn't accept even more was that the boss, whom she had always regarded as a brother or even a father, betrayed her!"

Cuirong said this and turned Master Qian over with one hand.

Now he could only cover his wound and open his mouth, but no sound came out.

“I think the boss...

It’s time to give her an explanation!”

Cuirong was crying and laughing, and she reached out to wipe away the tears that blocked her eyes.

His face was covered in blood.

Like a bunch of blooming peonies!

“The boss will go first.

Cuirong will be here soon."

Seeing that Master Qian was still struggling, Cuirong stabbed him again in the chest!

"Cui Rong!"

At this time, Song Tian finally got off the carriage and ran towards this side.

The two bailiffs who released the prisoners finally reacted and stepped forward to snatch the knife from Cuirong's hand.

Cuirong turned around and glanced at Song Tian.

He gave a sad and miserable smile.

Then, before the bailiffs could catch her, she pressed the dagger into her own chest.

"Cui Rong!"

Song Tian finally rushed over and wanted to help her pull out the dagger, but she didn't dare to do it.

Tears dripped onto her flower-like face, and she cursed:

"Why are you so stupid!"

Cuirong raised her hand weakly, trying to grab Song Tian's clothes.

But when he saw the bloodstains on her hands, he gave up.

"Take good care of my sisters... for me..."

As he spoke, his head tilted.

Dead.

"Cui Rong!"

Song Tian hugged her thin shoulders with concern, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Husband...ma'am!"

These two yamen runners knew Song Tian and knew that she was Xie Shaoqing's wife.

"Look... this..."

The two men looked at the corpse lying at the door of the imperial prison and felt a little worried.

"What should I do?"

Lord Yun was murdered, and now Shaoqing Xie has the final say.

It is never a good look when someone dies in front of the Dali Temple.

Song Tian calmed down and took out ten taels of silver from his waist.

"Please, young men, buy two coffins to bury the two men."

As she spoke, she reached out and closed Cuirong's eyes.

"I'll give her a good send-off later."

Cuirong's life was so miserable.

He was sold to a circus troupe when he was young and probably has forgotten his biological parents.

Follow the boss named Qian wholeheartedly.

Running around for him, working to earn money.

I didn't expect that in the end, it would end up like this!

She could have started a new life with freedom.

But he chose to end his life like this.

I guess she is extremely disappointed with her as the boss!

The two yamen runners took the money and helped buy a coffin.

Song Tian cleaned Cuirong and changed her into a new set of clothes.

The man surnamed Qian was thrown directly into the coffin.

They were carried to a mass grave outside the city and buried at random.

Xie Yunzhe heard about what happened here and ordered people to set up a simple mourning hall for Cuirong.

She also accompanied Song Tian in burning paper and offering incense for her.

We chose a better cemetery and buried the body properly.

Once you finish all this, the day will pass quickly.

Song Tian just remembered that she wanted to bring food to Kong Que!

"If the things are left out for a day, they will probably go bad."

She took the food box out of the carriage and looked at it. Although there was no strange smell, there was still something strange.

But the weather in April and May is very hot, so I’m afraid it’s not fresh anymore.

"Is Kong Que imprisoned now or something?

Can I take him home for dinner?"

Song Tian asked Xie Yunzhe.

Xie Yunzhe sighed.

“At the beginning, Lord Yun locked him up in the Dali Temple because he was afraid that someone would silence him.

Now that Lord Yun himself is in trouble, perhaps no one will care about this little minion anymore.

I hired Aunt Wen as a bodyguard and had her live in our house with Kong Que.

I don’t think there will be any problems.”

He has already broken off relations with Fan You, so he may not be safe.

Find an excuse to ask Aunt Wen to protect the family.

He can feel more at ease.

Song Tian nodded and took Kong Que and Aunt Wen back home.

"Well, Madam Song's cooking is still delicious!"

Kong Que held the bowl of noodles that Song Tian had just cooked and ate it with great relish.

Song Tian smiled.

The meals in Dali Temple are all prepared for the prisoners.

Being able to fill your stomach is already a luxury, let alone the taste.

"Eat slowly. If it's not enough, I'll cook more for you."

She stood up and poured Kong Que a glass of water.

Ask again:

"What are your plans next?"

Kong Que swallowed the food in his mouth, and his eyes changed from his usual casual look to become deep and melancholy.

"I……

I still want to continue looking for Qiaoling.

No matter where in the world, until you find it!"

Kong Que had been alone all his life and finally found a family.

I don't want to lose it like this.