Then Mrs. Meng said angrily again: "Your cousin is a vixen, who knows if she seduced my son? She seduced my son in the past, and he would not marry anyone who had to be her. I finally stopped thinking about it. What? Knowing that she was unhappy again, as soon as she saw my son, she became a demon again, and lured my son into that ruined temple. Who knows if it was her... ah!"
"Do you dare to say it again?! Do you dare to say it again?!" Chen Qingxuan's eyes were burning outwards, and he pulled out the sword from Kong Wenmin's waist casually. It lay across Mrs. Meng's neck. He stared and panted heavily, "Don't you want to know clearly? Okay, I'll send you to see your son right away! Let him explain it to you!"
"Chen Qingxuan!"
for a while. Needle dropping could be heard in the lobby, Zhong Mingwei, Pang Yi, Fang Zuotang and Kong Wenmin all became nervous, especially Kong Wenmin who was closest to him. He took a deep breath. While taking small steps forward, he whispered to Chen Qingxuan: "Chen Qingxuan, you are Miss Gu's cousin. My cousin is being bullied. You should fight for her cousin. But if something goes wrong again, what do you want Grandma Chen to do?" live?"
Yes. New Year's Eve, when families reunite. The most beloved grandson and granddaughter have blood on their hands. How can Grandma Chen survive
Chen Qingxuan tightly held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his whole body trembled violently. The long sword trembled following his movements, and a bloodstain slid down Mrs. Meng's neck. Chen Qingxuan looked at the bloodstain, and suddenly his eyes widened. In the next second, only Hearing a "click", the sword in his hand fell to the ground, Chen Qingxuan's body also went limp, and he was about to fall backwards, but Kong Wenmin had quick eyes and hands, so he was too busy to catch it.
"Chen Qingxuan! Chen Qingxuan!" Kong Wenmin shook the person in his arms twice, but there was no reaction. He was so frightened that he put his finger under Chen Qingxuan's nose in a hurry, and just felt the warm breath , He breathed a sigh of relief, and then hugged Chen Qingxuan horizontally, while saying to Zuo Tang, "My lord, Mr. Chen might be agitated, I'll take him to rest first."
"Go." Fang Zuotang nodded hurriedly.
At that moment Kong Wenmin hugged Chen Qingxuan and walked out, but Meng Yuanwai suddenly got up from the ground, stopped in front, and shouted angrily: "He almost killed the baby and his mother! You just want to take him away! It's lawless!"
"Get out of the way." Kong Wenmin looked coldly at Meng Yuanwai in front of him.
"I won't let it go!" Meng Yuanwai simply fell asleep on the ground with a "gudong", and while hugging Kong Wenmin's leg tightly, he said, "I can see that the magistrate is with you, just look at the posture Even if my son died in vain, other people will be fine, and I don’t even think about who I am, Meng Yukun! My younger brother is from the third grade Guanglu Temple!"
"Guanglu Siqing? Is it amazing?" Pang Yi said coldly, and as he walked over, he untied a waist card from his waist and handed it to Meng Yuanwai, while saying coldly, "Since we want to compare with a High or low, let's compare it today."
Meng Yuanwai looked at the words on the waist card, and was immediately speechless in shock. When he opened his mouth again, he couldn't speak clearly: "This...is this the waist card of An Jun Wangfu?"
The official rank of Guanglu Temple Minister from the third rank is not too small, but it is really not worth mentioning in front of the majestic prince of the county.
"Kong Wenmin, send Mr. Chen down to rest." Pang Yi ignored him, said to Kong Wenmin, and withdrew his badge.
"Yes, this subordinate obeys." Meng Yuanwai's hand had already been released, and Kong Wenmin hugged Chen Qingxuan and went out immediately.
"But even if the prince of the county comes forward, is it possible that my son's death is for nothing?" Meng Yuanwai sat on the ground and muttered.