Chapter 301 Finding the Truth 3

Lan rushed in excitedly, with a hideous expression of a dead child.

Song Zhao smiled, "It's just a cousin. Why is Second Aunt so excited? I don't know. I thought it was your own son."

Lan's figure suddenly froze.

Song Zhao's eyes are too lethal, she looks so guilty.

Relying on the support of her aunt, Lan Zixin said plausibly, "Song Zhao, be careful what you say. My brother and I are the children of my aunt and brother. How could my brother be my aunt's own son? It's shameless for a younger sister to mess with an elder brother." No, you can't say that about your aunt."

Song Zhao nodded approvingly, "It's really shameless."

Lan's body shook violently.

She glared at Song Zhao angrily, and gritted her teeth, "You are too unruly, your mother is not here, let me, the second aunt, educate you today."

Thinking of Song Zhao slapping her Zixin, Lan also raised her hand, wanting to slap Song Zhao.

"You try to hit my Zhao Zhao'er, and I will kill you first!"

The old lady Song's voice sounded full of anger.

"grandmother!"

Song Zhao's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over with small steps and hugged the old matriarch's arm.

The old lady Song touched her granddaughter's face lovingly, "I'm sorry, you haven't been wronged today, have you?"

Song Zhao shook his head obediently, and told Mrs. Song what happened in Zuixiao Tower today in a few words.

Just after finishing speaking, a servant girl came to report that it was the Lan family who came to the Song residence to ask for an audience.

Mrs. Song sneered, "Bring them in."

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main hall.

The old lady Song took the seat, and Song Zhao sat next to him and watched the play.

Lan's mother, Lan's father, and Lan Feng's family of three were all there, and a stretcher was set up on the ground, on which lay the half-dead Lan Zijie.

Lan rushed over and cried loudly, "Da Lang, my Da Lang, what's wrong with you, open your eyes and look at Auntie!"

She cried miserably, as if it was his own son who had the accident.

Song Chenai heard the news and rushed back to see this scene, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Lan's mother spoke eloquently, "My ancestors, you have also seen that our Dalang was half killed by the governor because of Song Zhao's troubles. The doctor said that he could not be saved. Please explain this to your Song family. "

Song Zhao was eating flower cakes.

He quietly observed the Lan family.

Then she found that Lan Feng looked like Father Lan, and she could tell at a glance that he was her own.

And Lan's appearance is not only different from Lan's father, maybe Lan's mother is quite different.

Song Zhao couldn't see anything about the Lan family in Lan's body.

Old Madam Song sneered at Mother Lan, "Give me an explanation?

In the past few years, your Lan family has used the banner of the Song family to run amok and domineering outside, causing the common people to complain about my Song family, and causing the Holy Majesty to be suspicious of my Song family. The old man hasn't asked you to explain, but you have come to your door. "

Lan's mother's face froze, and then she said confidently, "Your in-law's ancestor is wrong, we are in-laws, we are a family, isn't it normal for outsiders to sell the Song family's face to our Lan family?

Your Song family is not willing, we can sit down and discuss it carefully, why bother to kill and kill half of my grandson Dalang's life. "

Father Lan looked solemn, "Let's not talk about anything else, since our family can't find a doctor who can cure Dalang, since Song Zhao killed Dalang, your family should help us find a good doctor to treat Zijie. sick."

"The man was beaten by the governor. If you have anything to do, you can go to the governor."

Si Yu walked in casually, followed by Fu Nanqian who was dressed in white clothes.

Seeing Si Yu, the face of Lan's family turned pale.

This is a cruel devil, don't dare to provoke him.

Lan screamed, "No, I can't ask the Song family for help, the Song family is partial to Song Zhao, they will kill my Dalang.

I'm looking for you, you are wearing white clothes and carrying a medicine box, you must be a doctor, please prescribe medicine to save my Dalang. "

Fu Nanqian, who was begged by Lan, "?"

He raised his eyebrows and said excitedly, "Okay."

Then he took out the medicinal materials from the medicine box and compared them, and after a while, he mixed a bowl of dark concoction.

"Dalang, get up and drink your medicine."

Fu Nanqian hammered Lan Zijie's chest with his fist.

Lan Zijie, who was still breathing, sat up with a flash of light, and finished the job with what he thought was a life-saving medicine.

In the next second, Qiqiao bleeds to death and lost his last breath.

Everyone stared blankly.

"Da Lang!"

Lan's screamed, hugged Lan Zijie and cried bitterly, and asked Fu Nanqian while crying, "How did you cure the disease, and why is my Dalang out of breath?"

Fu Nanqian shrugged, "Didn't you ask me to prescribe medicine for him? I'm a poison doctor, and I prescribed him a soul-breaking poison worth ten thousand gold."

Lan's, "..."

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