Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

It seems that he wants to see through the deepest secret of Jiang Shangshu.

Jiang Shangshu's pupil is shrinking.

Looking at the young words.

It's like seeing something terrible.

The lips began to tremble slightly.

But this reaction, however, was only a moment, and was quickly covered up by him.

Looking at the young man's speech, he said, "yes, this is the position of Shangshu. Why can he be a Shangshu? I can't, and I won't be willing to do it!"

Such hysterical reaction is more like a cover up.

Such a poor performance, young words, clear-minded, can see.

"You don't want to tell me the truth. No harm, then you can watch your good daughter slowly die in front of you. Oh, it's not right. I'm afraid you and Mrs. Jiang will soon be able to go underground to accompany her

With that, he was ready to leave.

He took a look at Mrs. Jiang next to him.

Unable to speak, unable to move, Mrs. Jiang was already anxious with tears on her face.

The youth speech indicated to Si Junling.

A small voice passed by.

Mrs. Jiang's whole body was stunned and relaxed. She crawled up to the young CI with her hands and feet that had not yet fully recovered. She held her feet and did not give up. "Qing, Qingci, aunt, please, help Wanrou, help her, please help her!"

Even if their family may not have much to live by.

But it's time to watch my daughter die in front of me.

She couldn't accept the feeling.

"I said just now, tell me the answer I want, otherwise, I won't talk about it."

She knew that her parents were killed by the Jiang family.

But it's just a Jiang family in the position of Shangshu.

There can't be so many forces.

Her conjectures and doubts are always there, but she can't find any evidence and clues.

"So you shouldn't ask me now. You should ask your husband." Young CI looked down at Mrs. Jiang and showed her a bright way.

Mrs. Jiang seems to be waking up from a dream.

It's a reaction.

Hands and feet to the side of Jiang Shangshu, looking at the side of Jiang Wanrou.

The mouth and nose are still pouring blood.

She didn't dare touch it at all.

"Lord, I beg you, help Wanrou, save our daughter, please."

A little tangle flashed on Jiang Shangshu's face.

He hesitated.

"Help, help me..." Jiang Wanrou sobs and reveals a few words with difficulty.

Mrs. Jiang tolerated for many years, and finally broke out at the critical moment of her daughter's life and death.

He thumped Jiang Shangshu, which seemed to be a bit of a collapse. "You, it was you who insisted on burning them. You've been haunted with nightmares for so many years. It's clearly your evil doing. But I have to eat fast and recite Buddhism every day, so as to erase the guilt in your heart! "

"Jianglin! You are cruel! Because you have forced me to worship Buddha for so many years. Now you are indifferent to your daughter's death in front of you, aren't you? "

Jiang Shangshu's face finally turned pale at this moment.

The young people had no desire to listen to their arguments.

Conveniently pulled Si Junling's wrist and asked him to leave with himself, "Si Junling, they want to quarrel, but I don't want to hear it. Let's go. "

While speaking, young CI really took Si Junling away.

Just a step out.

Jiang Shangshu, who was behind him, finally couldn't hold on. He called out to the back of the young words, "wait, wait!"

These two words are full of vigor, which seems to have exhausted all the strength of Jiang Lin.