The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

The innocent and innocent voice of the little boy was full of grief, and every word was faintly trembling.

Qu Tan'er's nose was sore when he heard it.

Mo Liancheng did not interrupt from beginning to end.

Different life and death happens every day in the world, except for his beloved, he really has no leisure to accompany others to mourn the spring and autumn.However, he still checked the old man, "Not only is he old and frail, but he has also been poisoned, and the toxin has entered the heart."

If it weren't for the support of a strong will, I'm afraid he would have died already.

Qiqirao heard about it, and looked back at Mo Liancheng in disbelief, then turned her head, and fixed her deep gaze on the old man's chest. The old man's face was already blue, lying on the bed, dying.

Qi Qi gritted her teeth suddenly, and pulled off the old man's clothes, only to see a black-purple vertical line on the old man's withered chest, regardless of its shape or pattern, it was ferocious like a centipede with teeth and claws, slashing from top to bottom until it reached the navel. stop.

Qu Tan'er's pupils shrank, and anger rose from the bottom of her heart.

who did it? !

If it were any other old man, she might sympathize, but she wouldn't be so angry!

Because this person is a fellow... the mood is always a little complicated and special.

Mo Liancheng only took one look, his eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Grandpa Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief again, his cloudy eyes that gradually lost their light moved slowly, he could no longer see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, he could only follow the vague shadow, and opened his mouth with difficulty, "I, I... The only thing I can't let go of is Qiqi! Fellow townspeople, please... please... take care of... well, take good care of him."

He tried his best to finish his words, worried about the little boy who was lying on top of him crying bitterly, struggling little by little with his trembling hands, and put them on top of the little boy's head. In the end, he still couldn't reach the little boy's head. With one word, his hand drooped down uncontrollably.

The old man's eyes closed slowly.

"Grandpa!—"

Qiqi's mournful cry resounded all around.

The people who were looking for the grandfather probably heard the movement here, and almost all rushed here.

Grandpa Qi Qi has just died, and the affairs left behind must be dealt with.

Qu Tan'er sighed softly, it was rare to meet someone who was wearing it, but died so early, it was inevitable that some sadness and regret would well up in her heart.If she and Chengcheng had met him earlier, maybe he wouldn't have died.

The world is unpredictable!

The couple couldn't help with the rest of the matter, staying there would only cause trouble for everyone, so they left silently.

When the two returned home, Qu Tan'er thought about it, and sent a few servants to Qiqi's house to see if there was anything they could help.

After that, she went to Mo Liancheng's study.

Inside the study.

Mo Liancheng was sitting at the desk with a booklet.

Qu Tan'er walked over, opened it curiously, and put it down with a strange expression, "Huh? Nothing?"

"Yes." Mo Liancheng told her firmly.

Qu Tan'er guessed, "Could it be that some special method was used to hide the handwriting?"

Mo Liancheng's long fingers caught the book that looked very old, "Tan Er, this old man is more cautious than I imagined. This seventh seven ... may be a bit troublesome to raise."

Qu Tan'er curled her lips and asked, "Is there anything in this world that we can't solve?"