Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 479 That Was My Son
Chapter 479 That Was My Son
Moreover, it is not a medicinal herb with many functions. This kind of Miles usually grows near the swamp, and it is only eaten by some animals in the deep forest.

There are very few that are used as medicinal materials.

Because of the lack of medicinal materials, Xiao Li gave up this research with great pain.

But after all, I slept with the formula of Sangong powder for a month at the beginning. Now that I saw the real thing, combined with the sad experience of being so helpless and being resisted by a little girl who was shorter than myself, Xiao Li concluded Come out, this is probably powdered powder.

When he thought that something he hadn't researched was actually researched by others and used on him, the little guy suddenly became unhappy, and the tip of his nose wrinkled up, feeling very angry.

Children's minds are straightforward, but adults think more profoundly.

Liu Wei looked at the medicinal powder several times, sniffed it several times, and finally had to admit that this thing was indeed Sangong powder.

Then the problem is coming.

Wanlixiang, this kind of medicinal material that only appears in the swamp, this kind of Sangong powder needs at least [-] plants of Wanlixiang, and it can be so easily used by a child as a plaything.

Does this mean that they have a lot of Miles?

Looking at the entire Qingyun Kingdom, the place with the most Wanlixiang is none other than Lingzhou.

That little girl is from Lingzhou.

Ji's family is in Lingzhou.

A series of causes and effects made Liu Wei's disturbed heart not calm down, but even more disordered.

Xiao Li saw that there was something wrong with his mother, so he raised his short fingers to rub his mother's frowning eyebrows.

Liu Wei raised her eyes and looked at her son.

I heard Xiao Li softly say: "Father, don't be angry, it's not that I can't beat that little sister, I just let her, the effect time of this Sangong powder is less than half a stick of incense. She moved me into the room When it hits the top, I can hit her, and I let her be called someone."

Xiao Li spoke very solemnly, with the attitude of a little brother on his face, so he looked very tall.

Liu Wei smiled, and tapped the tip of his son's nose: "But you are crying."

Xiao Li wiped his eyes, and said seriously: "This... this thing, smokes the eyes."

The little guy was even more aggrieved as he spoke, his eyes turned red as soon as he glanced at his small mouth: "That little sister is very bad, she beats when she wants to hit, and sprinkles medicine when she wants to, but how can she sprinkle other people's eyes, if I am blind What should I do? She is a bad child, I will not play with her, and I will never talk to her again.",

As the little guy said, tears came out in a rush, and as soon as he buried his head, he buried it in his mother's arms, and it never came out.

Liu Wei hugged her son and pushed him away a little, then she noticed carefully that Xiao Li's eyes were red, it was not just from crying.

There was a circle of blood around the eyes, and it looked like it was injured.

Such a young child, no matter how fierce and wild he is on weekdays, who can hold back his eyes from being injured.

Liu Wei was a little angry on the spot, got up, and walked back directly.

Xiao Li wiped away his tears, followed behind his mother's buttocks with a flushed face.

But after walking two steps, Liu Wei stopped again, braked, and Xiao Li also bumped into his mother's leg, clutching the tip of his nose, and stopped.

Liu Wei stood there silent for a while, led her son, then turned her head and walked towards the inn.

Back at the inn, went up to the second floor, opened the door, the room was empty, there was no one there.

Liu Wei exited the room, walked towards Rong Su's room without saying a word, without knocking on the door, she pushed the door suddenly, and it opened.

In the room, Rong Su, who was writing a letter, changed his expression, quickly crumpled the letter paper in his hand, and quickly burned the candle on the table, and then glared at Liu Wei with an angry face.

Liu Wei didn't care what secret letter he was writing or what kind of underground work he was going to do, he just raised his chin and asked, "Where is Rong Leng?"

Rong Su's face turned darker: "This is my room."

"I know, I just came to ask you, where is Rong Leng?"

Rong Su laughed angrily, do these people think he is easy to bully?

Rong Leng fell ill last night, today this person in front of him has gone crazy again, he is doing well, and they all rushed towards him.

What does he have to do with them?
Rong Su said nothing, did not speak.

Liu Wei frowned, and the two looked at each other silently for a while, Liu Wei pursed his lips and said, "When I saw him, tell him that his son has been bullied, tell him to come quickly!"

Rong Su's subtle eyes moved from Liu Wei to Liu Xiaoli who was at Liu Wei's feet.

Xiao Li also stretched out his hand to rub it because of itchy eyes, and didn't pay attention to the conversations of the adults at all.

Rong Su just looked at Liu Xiaoli, then at Liu Wei, then at Liu Xiaoli, then at Liu Wei...

After Liu Wei finished speaking, she took Xiao Li away, and on the way she told her, "Don't rub it, it's not clean."

As soon as they left, Rong Su was left standing stiffly in the house, looking in the direction of the door with complicated expressions.

Until I don't know how much time passed, Rong Su stepped forward, wanted to close the door, and saw the corridor outside, Rong Leng was standing there with his arms folded, looking at the downstairs, in the direction of the inn gate with a leisurely expression.

Rong Su assured that Rong Leng also heard what he just said.

Rong Su couldn't bear it anymore, he sneered, and said in an indifferent way: "Is he already your son?"

Rong Ling glanced at Rong Su, with an indescribable deep meaning in his cold eyes: "That is my son."

Rong Su didn't bother to talk to the third brother, and closed the door.

But at the moment when the door was about to close, Rong Leng heard a faint sentence from outside the door: "On the letter, think about how to write it."

Rong Su paused his fingers, and looked at Rong Leng through the crack of the door with sharp eyes.

Rong Leng has already stepped up and walked downstairs.

No matter how Liu Wei should teach Zhong Ziyu about contacting Zhong Ziyu, it is still a big deal for his son to be bullied.

Looking at Rong Leng's disappearing figure, Rong Su's gaze deepened, and after closing the door, he looked at the letter paper on the table that had been burned to ashes, his thin lips tightly pursed.

It seems that Zhengemen people are really omnipotent.

Rong Leng even knew about his plan to write to the capital.

As for what to write, Rong Leng is reminding him, don't act out of thin air at this juncture, causing the fire to burn himself?
On the contrary, Rong Leng still has good intentions.

However, this is an opportunity, even if it is burned, this opportunity is close at hand, how can he not act?
Thinking of this, Rong Su sat back on the stool, took a new piece of paper, and started writing again.

But just after writing a prefix, I heard a muffled sound coming from under the bed.

The letter paper was pressed under other rice paper, Rong Su turned around and called out in a low voice: "Come out."

There was a louder sound from under the bed, and then, a man in plain clothes came out, cupped his hands, saluted, and said respectfully: "Seventh Prince, the person you entrusted to look for seems to have been found."

Rong Su frowned, recently, he issued two orders to find two people.

The palace lady Huang'er, and the chick.

Rong Su hopes that it is the former, if Huang'er is in his hands, then what he will do next will only be more effective with half the effort.

But the man said in a low voice: "It's the little girl who was with you, little girl, someone seems to have found her."

(End of this chapter)