The child's voice fell behind, and the room was silent.

The smile on Lu Wenchuan's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by deep fear and disbelief in his eyes, he said in a panic: "Son, what are you talking about, those medicines are for your treatment Sick."

Zhu Cui'er also quickly spoke to the side: "Yes, Xuanxuan, sir, it's for your own good too."

"Really?" The little boy looked up and glanced at the people in the room, finally set his gaze on the old man, and replied softly to Zhu Cui'er, "If it's really for my own good, then why every time I wake up, Dad They don't come to see me, they are all with Aunt Cui'er."

The child's voice fell, making the whole room quiet for a moment.

Lu Wenchuan's face turned pale in an instant!

"Son, what are you talking about?" Lu Wenchuan tried his best to show a forced smile: "Dad often stays with you, but it's just because he's busy with work that he doesn't come here often. When you're unconscious, Dad often by your side."

The eyes of the others fell on him like needle pricks.

Especially his father-in-law and the princess present, no matter which of these two people they are, he can't afford to offend them. If they can't pass this, they will die for sure, so they can only fool the child first!

What Lu Wenchuan didn't expect was that the child's next words seemed to send him into hell: "But after my mother left, my father stopped visiting me and stayed with Aunt Cui'er because he didn't like me. Yet?"

Zhu Cuier's eyes widened in an instant!

How dare she take such a big pot!

After all, Lu Wenchuan had more things he couldn't lose than her, so of course he seemed even more flustered: "Son, why do you think so, Dad is just busy with work."

"The auntie nanny told me." Xuanxuan looked at his father with dark eyes, with grievance: "Dad has always been with auntie, don't want me and mother anymore."

Children's words are the simplest, and they are more credible when they are spoken out.

When his voice fell behind, Lu Wenchuan's face darkened, and he glanced sideways at the nanny standing at the door not far away: "Did you teach the child, I have nothing with Tweety, you just mislead me like this children's?"

The nanny was very wronged: "Sir, I..."

Lu Wenchuan quickly turned to look at the old man: "Father-in-law, you have to trust me, the child is not sensible, there is a misunderstanding!"

The old man has been sitting on the sofa calmly since the beginning. He is old and has already passed the age of impulsiveness and irritability. After watching the farce, he stood up, walked slowly to the bedside, looked at his thin grandson, and said in a hoarse voice, "Son, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Xuanxuan's body is very weak, thanks to Jian Chaoyang's support, he will look at the old man, and call out in a crisp voice: "Grandpa..."

He looked like Mrs. Lu, looking at the child, as if seeing his own daughter when she was young, this crisp call made the old man's eyes turn red instantly.

"Hey..." The voice of the old man was a little trembling. He came and sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his old hand and stroked the child's hair: "My child, you have suffered."

Jian Chaoyang stepped aside knowingly.

Xuanxuan leaned against the old man's arms. This child really suffered a lot of grievances. At this moment, his weak body was leaning against the old man's side, looking fragile. He said softly, "Grandpa, where is Mommy? I want to see Mommy."

The child didn't know that his mother had passed away, but subconsciously wanted to find his mother.

These words also touched the deepest grief of the old man. He patted the child's back, unable to hide his sadness, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom has gone far away, and grandpa will protect you in the future."

Although Xuanxuan was young, he seemed to realize something, and she shed tears as he buried himself in the old man's arms.

After finally comforting the child, the newly awakened child needed to rest. The old man stood up and glanced at Lu Wenchuan, and then at Zhu Cuier behind him. This faint glance made the two of them tremble with fear at the same time.

Lu Wenchuan still wanted to struggle: "Father-in-law..."

"Come out." The old man was leaning on crutches, and his aura at this moment was different from before: "I was not around when Yaya's accident happened, and I failed to protect my daughter, but now, I will never let anyone have a chance again." Attack my grandson!"

Who did this sentence seem to be aimed at, and Zhu Cui'er's face turned pale behind.

A group of people walked out slowly, but after the door closed, Lu Jie ordered to the two soldiers guarding the door: "Take that nanny to interrogate."

The soldiers immediately copied: "Yes!"

The nanny was caught off guard and didn't expect the disaster to fall on her head. She looked around in horror: "What are you going to do?!"

No matter how hard she struggled, the soldiers always obeyed Lu Jie. Seeing that the nanny was taken away, she looked at Lu Wenchuan for help: "Sir, sir..."

Lu Wenchuan's complexion was also not very good. After all, Lu Jie dared to let the soldiers take away his nanny in his house, which shows that he doesn't take himself seriously at all!

"Marshal, this is our nanny. What do you do with a nanny?" Lu Wenchuan was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't dare to complain. He could only laugh along with him: "In my opinion..."

Lu Jie glanced at him indifferently: "Since there is no ghost in my heart, it will be interrogated, so what are you afraid of?"

These words completely blocked Lu Wenchuan's unfinished words.

In the end, Lu Wenchuan could only smile reluctantly under Lu Jie's gaze: "Of course there is nothing to be afraid of."

Only then did Lu Jie turn and leave, regardless of the mood of the people behind him.

Lu Wenchuan, who watched people leave, hated him to the extreme!Things are getting more and more out of his control, but he can't do anything about it. He has never heard that Marshal Lu would take care of and care about this kind of family affairs. How could he suddenly be interested? He really can't figure it out!

Zhu Cuier softly called him from behind: "Wenchuan..."

Lu Wenchuan came back to his senses, looked at Zhu Cuier's worried eyes, then looked at her stomach, finally smiled and said reassuringly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Seeing what he said, Zhu Cui'er was completely relieved.

The funeral was still being held outside, white silk was floating everywhere, and all the invited guests were outside

Waiting in the hall, in the middle of the main hall, there is a crystal coffin, in which lies the long-sleeping Mrs. Lu.

The old man sat down at the most important seat on the periphery.

There are many seats in this hall, and these seats are for the guests who came to express their condolences this time, but even the seats that do not seem to have a name on them are exquisite and have distinctions.

The old man sits on the top, and the one below is the princess seat. There is also an empty chair right next to the princess seat, which can only be sat by people who are equal to her, and those who can sit on the same level as a princess except The emperor, of course, only Lu Jie, who is currently in power in the military, can sit up.

The princess winked at him and said, "Brother Jie, come here."

Lu Jie was standing at the entrance of the stairs. The man was wearing a dark black military uniform with a straight figure. He was obviously a very low-key and introverted person, but his slender figure and calm demeanor always seemed to be able to make people the first Noticed him immediately.

Jian Chaoyang was behind him. Seeing that everyone else had found a place to sit down, he was at a loss. There must be no place for him in the main hall, so his situation became a little awkward.

Lu Jie glanced at him lightly, then walked forward.

Jian Chaoyang had no choice, since he had no place to sit, he could only stand, but he didn't know where to stand, so he simply chose to follow behind Lu Jie, and planned to stand behind him later.

Lu Jie walked to his seat and sat down, and immediately a servant came over to serve tea.

This hall is very large, and there are many seats for guests below. When they find that someone is seated in the main seat, they will naturally look at them curiously. As the highest leader of the military, Lu Jie is naturally He received a lot of attention, because when he appeared, many people looked at him.

And when they were exploring and sizing up Lu Jie, they would naturally not let go of the child standing behind Lu Jie.

When Jian Chaoyang lived in the Taoist temple, he didn't show up most of the time, at most he was drawing spells, or being a small Taoist doctor to see diseases and so on. In fact, there are so many scenes like this. That's a lot.

The servant saw Jian Chaoyang behind him, and asked softly, "Do you need tea too?"

The person who asked this question was a little embarrassed, after all, he had no place to put it. Jian Chaoyang shook his head gently and said, "No, I don't need it."

The servant nodded, and just as he was about to step back, Marshal Lu Jie, who had been looking cold and hard to approach, said, "Wait a minute."

The servant quickly raised his heart: "Please tell me if you have something to do."

Lu Jie didn't turn his head and said, "Go and get another chair."

The servant was taken aback.

After all, all the chairs will have a specified quantity, why would they suddenly need to add chairs, but she was just so stunned, Lu Jie didn't get a reply, and looked sideways at the servant.

After the servant came back to his senses, he felt shocked, and quickly said, "Yes."

Jian Chaoyang was a little grateful, but he didn't expect Lu Jie to be so nice: "Thank you, but it's actually okay, I don't..."

"If you are told to sit, you can do so." Lu Jie said calmly, "Since you asked me to test whether the blood is poisonous, just sit here and wait for the result."

"..."

Is this the purpose?

The gratitude in Jian Chaoyang's heart was extinguished like a little bud that had just burst into flames.

However, if I have to say it, the most difficult thing here is not Jian Chaoyang, but Lu Wenchuan and Zhu Cuier. They never thought that the funeral would develop like this, nor did they think that it would suddenly appear from nowhere. Coming to Jian Chaoyang disrupted all the plans of the two of them!

Zhu Cuier secretly sent a message to Lu Wenchuan: "Don't worry, so many doctors didn't check it out before, even if you vomit blood, you won't be checked out."

Lu Wenchuan's heart was in turmoil, and he finally settled down after seeing the message from Zhu Cuier.

They stood here, and not long after, someone came back with the things that had just been tested. The man whispered something in the old man's ear, and then the old man's expression changed, becoming extremely ugly. He saw Xiang Lu Wenchuan's gaze also became sharp and majestic.

When Lu Wenchuan saw the expression on the old man's face, he naturally knew that the situation was not good.

Mr. Lu looked at his daughter's coffin with a sad expression on his face, sighed and said, "Wenchuan, when you married Yaya, I was actually dissatisfied with you, and at that time, do you still remember me and you?" Did you say anything?"

Lu Wenchuan immediately replied: "Father-in-law, I dare not ask for a moment what you said back then, and I will never forget it now. I will treat Yaya well and be a good and responsible husband!"

"Xuanxuan is my son, how could I harm him." Lu Wenchuan had already prepared his speech: "As for me and Tweety being together often, it's only because Tweety takes care of Xuanxuan personally, I think I just need to learn more about the situation through her, as for the child's illness, I have tried everything I can, if Xuanxuan is indeed caused by poisoning, let alone you, I will definitely find the person who persecuted the child!"

The old man sneered: "If you say that, you don't know at all?"

Lu Wenchuan immediately said: "Of course, I have been busy with the company's affairs, especially after Yaya left. There are so many things. Zhu Cuier and the nanny have been taking care of the children. I really don't know."

Mr. Lu heard it, but he just sneered and looked at Zhu Cuier.

Zhu Cuier, who was standing behind, was completely dumbfounded. She never expected that Lu Wenchuan would throw the blame on herself so quickly. In order to preserve his glory and wealth, he didn't hesitate at all!Zhu Cuier is not a fool, if she does not protect herself now, no one can save her!

Zhu Cui'er quickly stepped forward, she didn't even dare to stand, and immediately knelt down, her expression was as innocent as possible, and she even shouted out her grievances: "Mr. Sad person, I was taken in by Sister Yaya since I was a child, and I followed her to marry into the Lu family, and it's too late to be grateful to her, so how could I do anything to be sorry for Sister Yaya?"

What she said was sincere, and even two lines of tears were drawn on her beautiful face. Compared with the coffin behind, it really felt like worshiping a mourning hall, but what was hidden under that sad face? I don't know my mind.

Mr. Lu picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip: "At the beginning, Yaya saw that you were homeless and pitiful, so she wanted to rescue you. Although you were adopted by our family, she still regarded you as her own sister. I also treat you like my own child,

I have never treated you as a servant, and I hope that in the future Yaya will also have someone to take care of her. "

Zhu Cui'er seemed to be recalling the past, and said with a slight smile: "Yes, Sister Yaya is indeed very kind to me..."

"I've been shrewd all my life, but I never expected that I would raise you two bastards!" The hot teacup was about to hit Zhu Cuier's stomach, but was blocked by Lu Wenchuan who was next to him. The tea was so hot that he got soaked and didn't move away.

Lu Wenchuan looked at the old man and said, "Father-in-law, I can explain this matter. I really don't know about the poisoning of the child. You can't just listen to a child of unknown origin and suspect me. How have I treated Yaya all these years?" , what Xuanxuan does is obvious to all, I love Yaya more than anything else, even if I die, I will not do anything to feel sorry for him!"

"That child is just an outsider. He may have been instructed by someone to frame us and try to drive us apart." Lu Wenchuan looked at Jian Chaoyang with an unkind look: "You must not be fooled by him!"

Because this was in the main hall, many guests who came to express their condolences noticed the movement here. They all came over and saw Mr. Lu, who was usually so beautiful, kneeling next to his wife's coffin in a state of embarrassment.

Just when Lu Wenchuan wanted to quibble, a soldier came down and said, "My lord, that nanny confessed."

Lu Jie, who had been watching the play by the side, put down the teacup in his hand: "Bring it here."

After a while, the nanny was brought over.

She also looked a little embarrassed, and after being caught, she sat down on the ground and kept crying.

The princess said: "Why are you crying? You can't tell what you know. If there is even a little bit of concealment, then it will be more than just a simple interrogation, you know!"

The nanny was still crying, and while crying, she looked at Zhu Cuier and Lu Wenchuan, as if hesitating.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Lu Wenchuan's back. This nanny has always belonged to Zhu Cuier and was instructed by Zhu Cuier. If she wants to pour dirty water on him, everything will be over for him.

And when Lu Wenchuan was nervous, Zhu Cuier was also looking at him. Originally, she hated Lu Wenchuan for betraying herself without hesitation, but at the moment when Lu Wenchuan desperately blocked her teacup, all the hatred seemed to be It's not that serious anymore. If one must be sacrificed today, maybe it's good to plead guilty. After all, even if he is imprisoned, for the sake of the children, Lu Wenchuan will find a way to save himself.

Therefore, Zhu Cuier took a deep breath and said, "I did it."

After the words fell, many people looked over in shock.

Including Lu Wenchuan himself was shocked, did Zhu Cuier, a mercenary woman, actually want to protect herself?

Zhu Cui'er took a deep breath, two lines of tears flowed from her eyes: "I'm jealous of Sister Yaya, I'm jealous that she was born with a good family background, I'm jealous that she can always be so carefree, I'm jealous that I like Lu Wenchuan too, but She can easily become his wife, but I can only be a maid as a dowry."

The princess slapped the table angrily: "You crazy woman, you were originally a lowly citizen who was taken in by sister Yi, how dare you be jealous of your master?"

"It's because I'm a low class!" Zhu Cui'er looked sideways at the princess with hatred, "So I was born lower than you, you nobles, you rich people, pretending to be charitable on the surface,

You say you treat me like a younger sister, a daughter, but you actually think I'm an inferior person, that's why you make me a dowry maid, don't you! "

The old man sitting on the main seat was not breathing smoothly after hearing this, because he was so angry that he was even a little out of breath, coughing uncontrollably while holding his heart.

The doctor next to him rushed over to help, and wanted to find medicine for the old man to eat, but because of the shock and the blood rushing, the old man's face did not improve.

There was a panic at the scene.

Beside the coffin of the shadow, there was a blue figure standing beside her. There were blood and tears on her face, and her lips were bright red. After seeing her father's accident, her whole body was full of black energy, and she approached inch by inch, wanting to... Get close to the living.

The chill in the entire hall has risen. If the soul after death keeps increasing its resentment, it will gradually become a ghost, and finally lose its mind, and it will never be reborn forever!

At the critical moment, Jian Chaoyang quickly stepped forward to the old man, and said, "I'll do it."

Because he had saved the child, the doctor walked away half-believingly, and saw Jian Chaoyang skillfully lifted the old man's arm, pressed a few acupoints, and began to move slowly. His expression was very serious, and his movements were firm and powerful, inexplicable attractive.

After a while, the old man recovered. He panted lightly, pointed at Zhu Cuier and said, "Does Yaya's death have anything to do with you?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhu Cui'er's mouth. She had long planned to take over all the crimes, and she didn't hesitate at this moment: "I did it."

"It was all planned by me alone." Zhu Cui'er was obviously desperate, and she said, "Because I resent her, resent her for living better than me, and resent her hypocrisy, so... I want her to die .”

This wave cleared Lu Wenchuan of his crimes, which is true friendship.

Even Lu Wenchuan who was next to him was moved, and when everything seemed to be settled, Jian Chaoyang walked up to Zhu Cuier's ear, and said in a low voice, "Perhaps, do you know that he is not just your lover? "

Zhu Cuier's eyes widened.

The kindness just now seemed to disappear in an instant, and even the child in her belly became a joke. She wanted to take revenge on Mrs. Lu, so she seduced her husband, so she poisoned her child. Even at the last moment, her husband was there Shielding the teacup for herself, she felt that she had won, but Jian Chaoyang's words seemed like a pot of cold water had poured her thoroughly.

Zhu Cui'er yelled a little defensively: "I don't believe it."

"What did I lie to you for?" Jian Chaoyang coughed lightly and said, "For another mistress he pursued, he even tattooed a star tattoo on his arm. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

Because of the distance, Lu Wenchuan couldn't hear what the two of them said clearly.

But after Jian Chaoyang left, Zhu Cuier's eyes changed. This inexplicable change made Lu Wenchuan feel ominous. After all, Zhu Cuier knew too much, so he had to keep this woman steady, so he smiled: " What are you looking at me for?"

However, Zhu Cuier came over and pulled his arm away as if she had gone crazy, and finally found a hidden tattoo on her back.

Lu Wenchuan withdrew his hand like an electric shock: "What are you doing?!"

Zhu Cuier sat stiffly in place, and her face was gloomy. This appearance made people frightened, but after a while, the woman showed a low smile. She really looked like a lunatic. Slowly stood up, and said to the old man and the princess, and even to all the guests in the hall: "I am willing to confess, I am willing to confess everything."

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