looked at his father, who had always been high-spirited, with a manic face at this time.

And the mother, who has always been strong, wiped her tears on the side.

Yuan Changhuan chuckled in his heart, "What is the result?" ”

The temple of Dali Temple on the side said, "The deceased was hit in the chest by an external force, which caused the internal organs to be displaced, and he vomited blood and died. ”

"In short, he was killed." Yuan Changhuan's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Sizheng in disbelief.

Sizheng saluted respectfully, "If there is nothing else, the lower official will retire first." ”

"Is this going to convict Yuan Changqing?"

Seeing that he was leaving, Yuan Changhuan asked suddenly.

"Yes, the evidence is conclusive."

"What evidence is conclusive, how do you know that my brother killed him, it may be that someone moved later, intending to frame my brother!"

"Miss Yuan, if you can find out the murderer you said, you can overturn the case for Yuan Xiaohou and retire."

Seeing that the temple was fleeing as if it was being chased by something, Yuan Changhuan sat on the chair dejectedly, "How could it be, how could it be." ”

"Yuanyuan, your brother won't really be beheaded, right?"

Mrs. Yuan asked while wiping away tears.

Although she is usually fierce, she is also at a loss when she encounters this kind of thing.

"Old man Fu has long looked at us unpleasantly, and now that his son is dead again, he must let Qing'er pay for his son's life!" Rong Yuanhou slapped the table vigorously, how could this happen!

Yuan Changhuan held her mother's cold hand, her eyes were distant and determined, "Mother, my brother will definitely be fine!" ”

"Round ......"

The Yuan family husband and wife looked at their daughter, who had always been lazy and beautiful, and overnight, they seemed to have grown up.

"Yuanyuan, my father and mother are sorry for you, and said that I would give you a grand ceremony." Rong Yuanhou was full of guilt for the good girl.

"It's all your brother's fault, wait for him to come back, let him apologize to you!" Mrs. Yuan looked at Yuan Changhuan expectantly.

Understanding what his mother meant, Yuan Changhuan's lips hooked slightly, "Don't worry, my mother will come back." ”

For some reason, looking at the eyes of the daughter, the Yuan family and his wife inexplicably believed it.

After coaxing his father and mother, Yuan Changhuan went straight to the next door.

At this time, Xie Ci was dealing with things in the study, looking at the Tsing Yi guard kneeling on the ground, his expression was warm, but he could faintly feel the cold erosion.

The slender fingers of the bones tapped on the table with a thumping sound.

It's inexplicably terrifying.

After half a ring, a slightly cool voice sounded, "The letter that Ben Shizi sent to the border some time ago was stopped?" But didn't catch anyone? ”

"Yes, it's not good for my subordinates......," the guard replied calmly.

"What's the use of raising you in this world, you can't do a little thing." The teacup in Xie Ci's hand flew out violently.

Straight to the center of the guard's eyebrows.

"Bang ......"

The guard fell to the ground, his eyebrows bleeding, his eyes dilated, and he couldn't blink a blind eye.

The tone of thanks, "Drag it out." ”

"Yes." It's not the first time they've seen such a scene, and the guards are familiar with cleaning up the study.

After a while, the bloody gas dissipated without a trace, leaving only the quiet sandalwood.

"Lord Shizi, Miss Yuan asks to see you."

Xie Ci's hand that was playing with the brush paused slightly, and the cold lips hooked up a meaningful arc.

"Please come in."

Slowly and logically dropped three words.

Then Xie Ci looked at the leader of the hidden guard kneeling on the side, and his tone was light, "Yin Yi, you go and check in person, who stopped the letter of this son." ”

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

After Yuan Changhuan was welcomed in, he stood at the door from afar, and saw Xie Ci playing with the broken brush in half.