On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Mr. Qi raised his head in shock and looked at the gardener.

Qi Jingliang and Yan were shocked and said in unison: "He? Uncle?"

Huo Changhe raised his hand, and the golden collar let go of the helpless old man Qi. He went over to hold the gardener down and grabbed his hair. The hair was real.

Touch your face again and lift it!

The horrific scars on his face were removed, revealing his true appearance.

The eldest son of the Qi family, the eldest son of Mr. Qi, was originally killed by bandits, and his body was not even found.

"You, how did you..." Mr. Qi couldn't believe it, "You're not..."

He subconsciously looked at the old lady beside him, and when he saw the old lady's face was calm, he suddenly understood.

"You already knew?"

The old lady was hit on her mute point and could not speak. Song Ping stepped forward and untied her again.

"You knew this a long time ago?!" The old man was furious.

The old lady burst into tears: "Yes, I know, I knew it a long time ago! I knew it the second month after the funeral for him."

"He visited me at night. At first I thought it was his soul that came back, but later I found out that he was really not dead."

"I accidentally discovered the real cause of my second brother's death," Uncle Qi said slowly.

For such a long time, everyone thought that the gardener had injured his throat in the fire and could no longer speak.

His voice was hoarse, and his tone was calm and cold: "I was shocked, I couldn't believe it, and more importantly, I was scared. I was afraid that one day, I would end up like my second brother. Not only me, but also my son and grandson."

"So, I wanted to fake my death, lend it out to buy goods, pretend to meet the bandits, and fake my death. In fact, the beheaded corpse was not mine, but just put on my clothes. Then, the garden caught fire, and the real gardener was killed. Burn him to death, and I will take his place.”

"I originally wanted to ask my mother for help to find out what was going on," Uncle Qi looked at the old lady with a vain smile on his pale face, "But what did I find?"

"My mother actually knew it a long time ago, even earlier than I did. Not only did she know it, she also chose to pretend to be deaf and mute and let things happen."

"She doesn't care, so I can only save myself, myself, and my son and grandson."

The old lady cried: "Son, I'm sorry, I am too..."

"I'm not sorry. I've seen through it a long time ago. This family has no humanity at all. They are all devils." Uncle Qi interrupted her and looked at Yan Ruyu, "How did you find me?"

Yan Ruyu said calmly: "Let's start with a few points. The first is the old lady. She asked for immortality several times and kept saying that she wanted to see her second son. Although her second son died unjustly and miserably, she felt guilty in her heart and thought about it all the time. , but the eldest son did not die a happy death, so there is absolutely no reason not to mention it at all."

"I thought it was strange at first, but I didn't pay too much attention to it. Later, when I thought about it, it was because she knew that the eldest son was not dead. Since he was not dead and could be seen at any time, why would she need to ask the immortal to see him through the methods of ghosts and gods?"

The old lady choked and lowered her head with a guilty conscience. She didn't expect that the problem would happen to her again.

"As for the subsequent affirmation," Yan Ruyu looked at the door, "we have to start with another person."

"You just said you wanted to save yourself, your son, and your grandson," Yan Ruyu asked, "but you didn't tell Qi Xuanliang about this, right?"

Uncle Qi was silent for a moment: "Yes, Xuan'er is soft-hearted and thoughtful. If I tell him, it might scare him and put a psychological burden on him."

"So, you chose Song Qingyao." Yan Ruyu said sarcastically, "Did you tell Song Qingyao really because you thought your son was soft-hearted?"

"The way he left the Qi family was exactly the same as yours, and even more ruthless than you. Not only did he kill his attendant, Hu Yuan, but he also injured himself. His ambition is not like that of a soft-hearted person."

"You don't want him to get involved in these bad things, but you want to protect him, right? Song Qingyao loves her husband and son, and is smart and persevering, so you take a fancy to her, tell her your findings, and tell her about the future The fate of her husband and son.”

"For the sake of those closest to her, she will definitely take risks and cooperate with you."

Uncle Qi remained silent, indicating his acquiescence.

The old lady was confused and said: "Son? Isn't Qingyao giving birth to a daughter? It's Luo'er."

Mrs. Yan panicked and said, "Yes, yes, what are you talking about? I gave birth to a son!"

"I haven't talked about you yet, why are you so anxious?" Yan Ruyu said every word with a hook, "You are the one who is so stupid and poisonous that you dare to play the trick of changing names."

The biggest secret in Yan's heart exploded instantly, and her face turned pale: "You, what did you say? What exchange!"

"Let me guess, Uncle Qi must have used some means, such as family property, such as the status of giving birth to a son, etc., to let you know the huge gap between having a child and a daughter, so you took the risk and pretended to have a difficult labor, but in fact it was When there is news that Song Qingyao has given birth to a son, and when the son over there is alive, you will exchange the child."

"Have you ever thought about how your eldest grandson could be replaced so easily by you? You are so proud that you have never thought about it, right?"

"By borrowing someone else's son to get the upper hand, you can get the family property to be yours, and your daughter is right under your nose and can be pampered. It's like killing two birds with one stone. But you didn't expect that this was someone else's fault. It's not that Song Qingyao can't teach your daughter well. , she’s just too lazy to teach.”

"Just when you thought you were going to have the wind and the rain, something unexpected happened and your son was stolen. You were angry and anxious, but not necessarily sad. You wanted to have another baby, but you couldn't."

Yan Ruyu chuckled: "Do you know why you can't give birth?"

"That's because someone doesn't want you to have a baby."

Yan's eyes widened suddenly: "What? Who!"

Yan Ruyu did not answer and continued: "When your son disappeared, you began to pay attention to your daughter. You found that Song Qingyao was not very kind to your daughter and was too harsh. You felt distressed again, so you often made excuses to pick her up, and even Provoke the relationship between their mother and daughter and make her closer to you, the nominal second aunt."

"You succeeded, aren't you very proud?" Yan Ruyu's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, "Unfortunately, this is not because you are smart, but because others led you by the nose and made you do this."

"The reason is to kick your useless daughter back to you, and you have to be complacent, thinking how capable and smart you are."

Mrs. Yan was so angry that she was shaking all over, and the pearls on her head were jingling. She wanted to refute, but she couldn't.

Looking back on each of these, one by one, it is exactly what Yan Ruyu said.

"Ah!" she yelled, "Song Qingyao, this bitch, this sick bitch, I'm going to kill her!"

"Who to kill? You asked for it all," Yan Ruyu said without any sympathy, "You are a self-righteous fool."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps came from the yard.