The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Then Mrs. Meng said angrily again: Your cousin is a vixen, who knows if she seduced my son? In the past, she seduced my son in all kinds of ways, and she would not marry him. I finally stopped thinking about it. Knowing her made her unhappy, and as soon as she saw my son, she started acting like a demon again, beckoning my son into that ruined temple, who knows if it was her... ah!

Do you dare to say it again?! Do you dare to say it again?! Chen Qingxuan's eyes were burning outwards, and he drew the sword from Kong Wenmin's waist casually, and laid it on Mrs. Meng's neck. He stared and panted heavily, Don't you want to know clearly? Okay, I'll send you to see your son right away! Let him explain it to you!

Chen Qingxuan!

For a while, needles could be heard in the hall, and Zhong Mingwei, Pang Yi, Fang Zuotang, and Kong Wenmin all became nervous, especially Kong Wenmin who was closest to him. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and whispered to Chen Qingxuan. Said: Chen Qingxuan, you are Miss Gu's cousin, and your cousin is being bullied. You should fight for her cousin, but if something goes wrong again, how do you want Grandma Chen to live?

That's right, on New Year's Eve, when the family is reunited, the hands of the most beloved grandson and granddaughter are all stained with blood. How can Grandma Chen survive?

Chen Qingxuan firmly held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his whole body trembled violently, the long sword also trembled with his movements, a bloodstain slid down the neck of Mrs. Meng, Chen Qingxuan looked Seeing the bloodstain, his eyes suddenly opened wider. In the next second, he heard a click, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. Chen Qingxuan's body also went limp, and he was about to fall backwards. Kong Wenmin had quick eyes and hands, and was so busy that he reached out to catch it.

Chen Qingxuan! Chen Qingxuan! Kong Wenmin shook the person in his arms twice, but there was no reaction. He was so frightened that he put his finger under Chen Qingxuan's nose in a hurry, and just felt the warm breath , He breathed a sigh of relief, and then hugged Chen Qingxuan horizontally, while saying to Zuo Tang, My lord, Mr. Chen might be agitated, I'll take him to rest first.

Go. Fang Zuotang nodded hurriedly.

At that moment Kong Wenmin hugged Chen Qingxuan and walked out, but Meng Yuanwai suddenly got up from the ground, stopped in front, and shouted angrily: He almost killed the baby and his mother! You just want to take him away! It's lawless!

Get out of the way. Kong Wenmin looked coldly at Meng Yuanwai in front of him.

I won't let it go! Meng Yuanwai simply fell asleep on the ground with a gudong, and while hugging Kong Wenmin's leg tightly, he said, I can see that the magistrate is with you, just look at the posture Even if my son died in vain, other people will be fine, and I don’t even think about who I am, Meng Yukun! My younger brother is from the third grade Guanglu Temple!

Guanglu Siqing? Is it amazing? Pang Yi said coldly, and as he walked over, he untied a waist card from his waist and handed it to Meng Yuanwai, while saying coldly, Since we want to compare with a High or low, let's compare it today.

Meng Yuanwai looked at the words on the waist card, and was immediately speechless in shock. When he opened his mouth again, he couldn't speak clearly: This...is this the waist card of An Jun Wangfu?

The official rank of Guanglu Temple Minister from the third rank is not too small, but it is really not worth mentioning in front of the majestic prince of the county.

Kong Wenmin, send Mr. Chen down to rest. Pang Yi ignored him, said to Kong Wenmin, and withdrew his badge.

Yes, this subordinate obeys. Meng Yuanwai's hand had already been released, and Kong Wenmin hugged Chen Qingxuan and went out immediately.

But even if the prince of the county comes forward, is it possible that my son's death is for nothing? Meng Yuanwai sat on the ground and muttered.