Chapter 883: Jiang Jiuhe pretended to be dead
Chapter 883 Jiang Jiuhe pretends to be dead
"Mengru!" Fan's body was already frightened, but as a mother, she still crawled forward a few steps on all fours, trying to pull Kong Mengru back, "Give me back my child!"
Kong Mengru Beiluo Wei Chuan choked his neck fiercely, his face was already red and purple, his eyes were rolled, and he was exhaling more air than inhaling.
Even so, Luo Weichuan had no intention of letting go, and stared at the woman in front of him, "You mean that this king is not qualified, not even qualified to punish your Kong family? Or, do you think it is right or wrong for this king?" , without distinguishing between black and white?"
The two consecutive questions made Kong Mengru's complexion even more ugly. She waved her arms vigorously, but due to the lack of oxygen in her lungs, she was about to faint.
Seeing this situation, Fan became even more anxious, but he didn't have the courage to go forward, so he knelt and cried out of breath.
"Ahem..."
Suddenly there was a relieved cough in the silent scene, and it was precisely because of this cough that Luo Weichuan's mind was pulled back from the edge of anger.
He turned his head to look, and saw Jiang Jiuhe sitting there with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
The surprise in his heart was greater than the anger, he didn't care about Kong Mengru in his hand, he threw the woman away, and walked quickly to Jiang Jiuhe.
"Jiuhe, how are you, Jiuhe?!"
Different from the previous furious voice, Luo Weichuan was full of patience towards Jiang Jiuhe and he was completely different from before.
But apart from the cough, Jiang Jiuhe regained his silence, and even his breathing became weak.
Luo Weichuan was burning with anger again, his eyes were red, and he was about to hug Jiang Jiuhe to leave when he suddenly felt someone grab his hand.
He was startled, and when he glanced slightly, he saw that Jiang Jiuhe had grabbed his hand, "Jiuhe..."
Just as he was about to speak, he felt the person in his arms grab him hard, making him frown, but the joy of frowning now is beyond heaven.
Jiang Jiuhe didn't speak, nor opened her eyes, she still pretended to be a dead person, she seized the opportunity to block it with her body, and wrote two words on Luo Weichuan's hand.
Luo Weichuan understood Jiang Jiuhe's plan immediately, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart. This girl was pretending to be dizzy, and she didn't tell him in advance, which made him worry to death.
"Jiuhe..." Luo Weichuan hugged the corpse in his arms, and started acting very cooperatively. From despair to collapse, the acting was vivid and vivid.
Everyone in the Kong family was dumbfounded. Kong Mengru coughed several times, and when she learned that Jiang Jiuhe was dead, she was even more relieved.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard a soft and charming voice behind him.
"Hey, what's going on here?" The person who spoke had just walked in through the gate, and saw a woman in her thirties, wearing a tight-fitting dress. And big, you can see the beauty inside when the wind blows.
Standing beside him was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, but she imitated her mother in her attire. The two of them looked like the ladies of the Confucian Mansion, but they looked like two girls.
"What are you two doing here?!" Master Kong was the first to react. Seeing his concubine and daughter approaching, he was extremely anxious, for fear that the two of them would be implicated.
(end of this chapter)