"Master Heng is really miserable. He lost his mother since he was a child, and he was not favored. Now he was burned to death again, and there is no place to put his bones." Qing Zhu said.

"This is also his fate. At the beginning, his mother..." Song Huilan hesitated to speak, feeling that she had said too much.

She remembered what happened after she entered the mansion. At that time, Ling Heng's mother treated her pretty well, and she didn't blame Ling Yong for bringing her into the mansion without permission.

But when she was giving birth... Ling Yong stuffed her with a pack of medicine, asked her to quietly put it into the chicken soup, and asked someone to serve it to Gu Xinran to drink.

Unexpectedly, just after dawn, I heard that Gu Xinran died of heavy bleeding during childbirth. Song Huilan was afraid for a long time, so she went to find Ling Yong.

Ling Yong only said that the two of them should keep their mouths shut about this matter, and said many tender words to make Song Huilan feel at ease.

Song Huilan kept this matter in her heart all the time, and never told anyone, not even her own son and daughter.

Now the mother and son are both dead, which is also their good fortune.

Qing Zhu called Song Huilan, "Second Madam, do you want to tell Master about this?"

"Fang Miaoran will tell the master, what needs us to go to talk about it, but it will add a lot of things." Song Huilan said.

"Now Da Furen is very proud, this Ling Mansion really falls into their hands." Qingzhu said.

Song Huilan's heart ached when she thought of Ling Feng's appearance, and said viciously, "I see how long they can be proud, I will definitely not let them have a good time."

As soon as Lingda entered, he closed the door, leaving only him and Fang Miaoran in the room.

"Okay." Ling Da laughed wildly, "Ling Heng, an eyesore, is finally dead, and the Ling family is completely mine."

Fang Miaoran no longer concealed it at this time, and smiled, "Da'er, I have already said that this Ling Mansion will be yours sooner or later, and you were too impatient just now."

"What's there to be anxious about? Anyway, everyone is dead. I'm the only young master in this family." Ling Da said.

Fang Miaoran said, "You still have to restrain yourself outside, don't get too complacent."

"I know, I know, mother, please stop nagging, I know what to do." Lingda said.

"Tomorrow, I will send someone to write to your father. After all, Ling Heng is your father's biological son. Now that he is dead, you should let your father know. However, your father has never liked Ling Heng. Presumably, this matter will eventually happen." I am the master." Fang Miaoran said.

Ling Da sneered, "Maybe we have to hold a nice funeral for him."

"It's unlikely, but when a living person dies, there must be an explanation." Fang Miaoran said, "We don't care, and others will have to make irresponsible remarks."

"Whoever dares to talk nonsense, I'll kill him with a single knife." Ling Da now has no scruples, and when he thinks of Ling Heng's death, he feels a burst of joy.

Ling Heng, who was "dead" at this time, is now in the dark place, and has already seen the ugly situation of Fang Miaoran's mother and child.

Looking at the conversation on the screen, Feng Yue became angry, this mother and son are really not good things, dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, there is nothing wrong with a mouse's son being able to make holes.

She suddenly saw Ling Heng holding a bamboo tube and blowing it with her mouth.

Lingda's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and he fell straight on the ground.

"Ah." Fang Miaoran screamed in fright, "Da'er, Da'er."

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