Song Qing's eyes were red. When she saw Song Yiran taking action, she wanted to stop her, but she couldn't take this step.
"This is human nature." Yu Wushuang said lightly, looking at Song Qing who was almost frozen: "Have you seen it all?"
When Song Qing heard the voice, she turned her gaze to Yu Wushuang, her eyes were red and her lips were white.
"Don't underestimate people's hearts, let alone overestimate yourself."
She had seen too many of these things in her previous life, especially those who were overly powerful. They were cruel and emotionless, and would sell everything as long as they survived after falling apart.
"Here, right here, come and surround me." Noisy sounds came from outside the door.
Song Zhi led the magistrate of Lingshan in and everyone was slightly startled when they saw the scene in the hall.
"Wushuang, are you okay?"
"No." Yu Wushuang shook his head and looked at the prefect coming from behind: "Everyone is here. It's up to you to kill or imprison them. But there is one thing you must remember. Don't let them see the blue sky and white sun again.
Already."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, don't worry, Miss Third, we will definitely do as you are told." The magistrate nodded and bowed, during which he couldn't help but look at Yu Yuanzhao.
I almost had my head cut off by this young man in the middle of the night yesterday. If he had known that Song Qian had such a big backer in Kyoto City, he wouldn't have dared to arrest him if he had been given the courage.
Yu Wushuang noticed the prefect's gaze, and she turned around to see Yu Yuanzhao's unruly and slightly angry posture.
This guy...
I'm afraid I have already said hello to the prefect of Lingshan.
Yu Yuanzhao met Yu Wushuang in a blink of an eye. He calmed down for a moment, rubbed his hands, and called out shyly: "Little sister."
"..."
Yu Wushuang's face twitched.
"Little girl, you're not really going to burn the disaster relief food, are you?" Jing Shengze asked.
"Am I so wicked?"
"Forehead……"
"It's all straw that's burned. Song Cheng is blind and can't see it. Someone more cunning might have exposed the secret."
"high."
"Stop wearing your high hat for me."
The old lady was scheming and planning, but her son couldn't carry her away.
A bronze brought a group of iron slag and was dragged to death.
"Come here, arrest these people and wait for them to be punished."
The Song family was so dead and dizzy that the scene was really bloody. However, no one would have thought that the seemingly kind and kind house of the Song family could be so scary.
"Don't arrest me, don't arrest me, he deserves to die..." Song Yiran struggled and was dragged out by the officer.
Song Qing closed her eyes slightly, unable to bear to look. She must pay the price for every wrong thing she did, including her.
"Master Prefect, when can my father come home?" Yu Wushuang asked.
The prefect slapped his head: "Hey, look at me, I'm going to the prison to personally take Mr. Song home."
"Okay, then we have Mr. Prefect Lao."
"Don't you dare." The magistrate bent down and waved his hands, then came close to Yu Wushuang and whispered: "Third Miss, I really can't help myself this time. Please say a nice word to the villain in front of the big shot."
really--
Yu Wushuang's guess was correct. Yu Yuanzhao greeted him, and the greeting was quite harsh.
"What are you whispering to my little sister about?" Yu Yuanzhao came over.
The magistrate of Lingshan turned pale with fright, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground: "Third Young Master."
"You are whispering in front of me? How dare you. I warn you, Master Song Qi'an is covering you up. If anyone dares to touch him in the future, I will definitely kill him." Yu Yuanzhao lowered his eyes slightly, with a hint of anger in his voice.
Cruel and arrogant.
Xiao Wushuang is going to Kyoto City soon, and the male protagonist is coming soon, a sinister boss who is more beautiful than women.