After stealing the divorce book, Princess Salted Fish fell off her horse

Mu Yong's eyes were about to burst, and at this moment he was filled with hatred, anger and fear.

He has been like this, and he still hears a dead word from time to time, which is what he is most afraid of hearing now.

No, he has to eat something to calm his shock.

He picked up the chicken leg that had been dropped on the ground before, and opened his mouth wide, ready to take a bite.

"Eat it if you miss!"

It was these words again, Mu Yong became angry, and he glared at Mu Qingyu: "What do you mean?"

"Do you know who sent this?"

Mu Yong said: "My father!"

"You know it's from your father, but you still dare to eat it!"

"Why don't I dare?" Mu Yong suddenly thought of something, showing an arrogant and wicked smile: "I am my father's only son. He loves me, don't you envy? You will never get his love. If today If we switch positions, he won't care about your life at all."

After finishing speaking, he said viciously: "Who told him that the one he loves in his heart is my mother, not your mother!"

"Really?" Mu Qingyu wasn't angry or disappointed at all because of his words, she just snorted lightly: "He loves you so much, why did he poison her to death?"

Mu Yong froze for a moment, then jumped into a rage: "My mother died of illness, do you understand that she died of illness?"

"What a coincidence, my mother also died of illness, just like your mother. My uncle found something wrong and wanted to open the coffin for an autopsy. Mu Mingyuan was a guilty conscience and refused to let him die!"

Mu Yong's heart seemed to be hit by something, and the hand holding the drumstick clenched subconsciously.Then he slowly let go, and then he sneered: "Mu Qingyu, if you want to sow discord, you should find someone smarter. Is it possible that their deaths are all normal, and some people think too much about nothing?"

"Really?" Mu Qingyu said, "Then do you know what disease your mother is suffering from, what are the symptoms?"

Mu Yong thought of what he asked casually when he was offering incense before, and Wu Zhong told him: "Madam is because the young master was exiled. After returning, she misses day and night, worries and sleeps, and her body is getting weaker and weaker, so she left so soon. Already!"

Before he could speak, Mu Qingyu said: "My mother's bones were very good at the beginning, she was very healthy, but all of a sudden, her bones became weak, and she passed away in a month."

Mu Yong suddenly raised his head, the same, the same illness?

Mu Qingyu said: "Do you think there is something wrong? My mother died at the beginning because Mu Mingyuan was already a third-rank senior official at that time, and my mother's family could no longer provide him with any help. Moreover, at that time, he He fell in love with your mother. In his mind, he must choose the same future and love, so my mother has become a person of no use value, and she will die!"

Mu Yong gritted his teeth: "You also said that he loves my mother!"

He himself didn't know whether he was targeting Mu Qingyu with his stern tone and gnashing of teeth, or the possible fact that popped up in his heart and made him panic!
"Love?" Mu Qingyu pursed her lips: "It seems that you really don't know much about your father. When he was young, he might have had something similar to love, but after so many years, in his eyes Here, besides himself, do you think there is anyone else he can't give up?"

Mu Yong refused to accept it.

"If it's not that you can give up, if he can give up his official position and save you with all his strength, how can you be exiled?"

This sentence can be said to have reached Mu Yong's heart, because he thought so too at the beginning.He didn't feel much about things that had nothing to do with him, even the death of Kong Yijia, but when things related to him, he was suddenly different.

"If it wasn't for your mother's old age and your grandparents' family being useless to him, how could your mother die?"

Mu Yong pursed his lips and remained silent, his mood was very complicated.

"You must still be thinking that he must be trying to save you outside, isn't it?" Mu Qingyu chuckled lightly and said, "But your good father is thinking about how to make you die without proof. As long as you die , if he bites you to death again, he will be Mu Huangfeng, and if a dead person can't speak, his official position will be saved again!"

Mu Yong said: "You are talking nonsense, I am me, he must save me, if he doesn't save me, he will be extinct!"

"At his age, is it difficult to marry another three or four concubines and have seven or eight sons?" Mu Qingyu sneered, "As for you, think about it, back then he sent someone to rescue you from the messenger When you came down, you must have arranged a fake corpse, right? The fake corpse is wearing your clothes, except for the word whale on the face, the appearance must have been ruined, right?"

Mu Yong didn't know, but he recalled that after Qin Yan led someone to kill Xie Jie and rescued him, he was indeed taken away first, and then someone carried a sack over, and after that, the two of them passed for a long time just keep up.

He suddenly sneered again, and said, "Mu Qingyu, have you finally shown your feet? Since that matter has been dealt with and the body is still there, it's just that Mu Yong was unlucky and died on the road with Xiecha. And I am Mu Huangfeng, how could my father want my life?"

"Who told you to be stupid?" Mu Qingyu said with a smile: "If all his sons die, and he marries his step-wife, the son he gives birth to will be the eldest son, and the status of the woman he can marry will be much higher. One A useless idiot, who dies as soon as he dies, not only can cover up all the traces and make him irresponsible, but also make him a victim, and he can even beat Jing Zhaoyin to the crime of killing innocent people. Why not do it when you can do it in one fell swoop?"

Mu Yong still sneered: "You talk so much nonsense, what evidence do you have?"

"Finally asked the point?" Mu Qingyu said with great interest: "The evidence is in your hands!"

Mu Yong looked around, there was nothing in his hand except a chicken leg!

He sneered: "You won't say that the drumstick is poisonous?"

"What do you say?"

Mu Qingyu's half-smile expression made Mu Yong suddenly unsure.He murmured, "No, it won't!"

"If you think you can't, then eat it." Mu Qingyu said with a smile: "Anyway, your life is taken, so eat it!"

Mu Yong: "..."

Is this bitch a devil?He was going to eat it, but she came here so much, would he still dare to eat it now?

After thinking about it, Mu Yong said: "I won't believe you! You're just sowing discord by talking so much!"

"Yeah, you're finally smart for a while, I'm just sowing discord. So eat quickly!"

Mu Yong: "..."

Why did her perfunctory admission make him feel even more uncertain?

He handed the chicken leg in front of him, it was so delicious, he was about to cry.He tried to bite down hard, but in the end he still didn't dare to eat.

Mu Qingyu stood outside, looking at him leisurely, neither urging nor stopping him.

Finally, Mu Yong couldn't take it anymore, he threw the chicken leg on the ground, and said angrily: "You said it was poisonous, how do you prove it?"

"I didn't eat it, why should I prove it?"

Mu Yong was so choked that he almost couldn't get up.

He was hungry, but he didn't dare to eat, watched and tortured, it was as uncomfortable as scratching his heart and lungs.

He sat where he was, never having the courage to try to take a bite, he was afraid of death.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. He said, "Sister Mu, is it poisonous? Tell me the truth, I'm so hungry that I can't stand it."

Mu Qingyu raised her eyes and said coldly: "Don't call me sister, I don't have a younger brother like you!"

"You don't want me to call you my sister too. After all, we have the same father, so there's nothing you can do if you don't want to!" Mu Yong smiled playfully.

If he had changed before, he would never have such a posture. From childhood to adulthood, Mu Qingyu in his eyes could be bullied casually, and if he bullied to death, his mother would take care of him.

Although he suffered a great loss when he caused trouble in Mu Qingyu's restaurant last time, the inertial thinking he had formed for a long time made him feel superior when he saw Mu Qingyu even in the cell.

But at this moment, he actually bent his noble waist.

Mu Qingyu ignored him.

Mu Yong was so anxious that he fell on his knees in front of her with a plop: "Sister, I used to have a thousand wrongs, and 1 wrongs. Now I will kowtow to you and admit my mistakes. You only have me as the only brother. Tell me , Is it poisonous or not, can I eat it? I'm about to starve to death!"

Mu Qingyu let him kneel and kowtow.

When Mu Yong kowtowed, resentment flashed in his eyes. This lowly girl actually made him kowtow. When he leaves here in the future, this lowly girl must pay the price.

But there was nothing he could do now, and he wanted to know if what Mu Qingyu said was true.

Mu Qingyu said: "You definitely don't believe what I said, why don't you do the experiment yourself?"

"Why, how to do it?"

At this time, several big mice came in groups, and their targets were the fragrant chicken and pork knuckles, and they quickly pounced on them.

Mu Yong was in a hurry, he wasn't sure if it was poisonous yet, they ate them, what did he eat?
He turned his head and was about to drive him away, but Mu Qingyu said, "Don't you want to see if there is any poison? Now there is something to test the poison for you, isn't it just right?"

Mu Yong thinks so, although he is hungry and greedy, but his life is still important, and brown rice will be delivered to the cell tomorrow morning.But he raised another question: "These rats can run away, and they run away after eating. Is it up to you whether it is poisonous or not?"

At this time, a few big mice had almost eaten the chicken and the elbow, and they were really ready to run away.

Mu Qingyu said: "This is easy."

Mu Yong saw a white light flash in front of his eyes, but before he could see what it was, he heard the squeaks of rats. All the rats rolled on the ground, but none of them ran away.

Mu Qingyu conveniently hung the wind lantern not far away outside the cell to make it brighter, and then she said leisurely, "You can just witness the result yourself. I'm leaving !"

"wait wait wait!"

Mu Qingyu turned her head.

Mu Yong said: "You said my mother was poisoned to death? What evidence is there?"

"Well, there's really no evidence for this, unless you do an autopsy!" Mu Qingyu said, "But it's probably impossible for someone to do an autopsy, because there is no one who suffers, and your grandfather's family will only curry favor with your father, and your sister is now With prosperity and wealth, whether your mother lives or dies has no effect on her. And you?"

She looked him up and down: "Even if you escape tonight and know that you are not dead, there will be another time. I can remind you once, and I won't remind you again next time. So this matter is probably related to me. Mother's death is the same as before, let's let it go!"

Mu Yong's eyeballs rolled quickly, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

When he came back to his senses, the place where Mu Qingyu was standing was already empty.

His eyes were slowly turning red. He didn't believe a word Mu Qingyu said.

He slowly turned to those mice, they were still rolling on the ground, through the already bright light, he could clearly see that their legs were all broken, so, that's why they just rolled and couldn't escape?

How did Mu Qingyu do it?
The mouse ran so fast, its legs were short and small, and it was being crushed by its body. How did she manage to only hurt the mouse's feet but not the mouse?He suddenly remembered seeing a white light.

There is one and only one.

Just a white light did it, wouldn't that be a demon technique?
Mu Yong was bewildered and frightened for a moment. If she wanted to be sure that it was not the mouse's leg, but him, would it be as easy as chopping off the mouse's leg?
In this kind of hindsight, I looked at the messy food scraps on the ground and a jug of untouched wine.

Mu Yong's expression changed back and forth, cloudy and sunny, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, it was time for the jailer's routine inspection.

The jailer who had brought Wu Zhong here before walked over unsteadily, carrying a lantern of anger and death.

At this time, Mu Yong got up quickly, blocked the tired and motionless mice lying on the ground with hay, grabbed the wine pot, and rushed to the fence.

When the jailer heard the movement, he pointed the lamp in his hand to this side.He felt that something was wrong, it seemed brighter here?Oh, the light in the aisle, was it at the door of this cell before?

It doesn't matter where it is anyway.

"Uncle, uncle, come here!" Mu Yong waved at him.

The jailer glanced at him.

Those locked in this cell were not convicted, the jailer said politely, "What's the matter?"

Mu Yong smiled: "Uncle, is there only one person who came to see me today? Is there someone else?"

The jailer glanced at him: "Who else?"

"No, could it be that you are not on duty, so you don't know?"

The jailer said: "We change every three days. We live here for these three days. We are the ones during the day and night." Did he think it was a sky prison?This is just Jing Zhaoyin's big prison, there are not so many jailers.

"Then who came to see me today?"

"Just the one who brought you food, the one I brought?"

"Is there no one else? For example, a woman?"

The jailer gave him a sneaky look of contempt, who is this?They're all in prison, so there's still time to think about women?Even if there is, he can only watch it!

The jailer didn't want to offend him, so he didn't say anything harsh, just said: "No!"

Mu Yong's mind was buzzing, so Mu Qingyu said that she could come if she wanted, is it true?And without alarming the jailers?He rolled his eyes a few times, and passed the jug in his hand: "Uncle, thank you, I invite you to drink!"