After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 28 Number Seven
Ye Zhaoling sniffed the pill, threw it into his mouth casually, chewed it and swallowed it.

No smell, taste like mud...

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Tang Poyu covered his lips and coughed a few times: "Ahem."

Ye Zhaoling patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, did you come to change shifts before the hour?"

Tang Boyu froze, but looked at Ye Zhaoling's expectant gaze, and nodded.

In fact, he came out for convenience...

He smiled at Ye Zhaoling.

"Ahem, you go to sleep."

Ye Zhaoling held the box and was about to go in.

Tang Boyu suddenly asked, "Did you hear any strange noises last night?"

Ye Zhaoling looked back at him: "What's the sound?"

Tang Boyu glanced at the mahogany box and shook his head: "Maybe I got it wrong, Ye Bayi has been snoring all night, and I didn't sleep well."

Ye Zhaoling patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, if you are not afraid of catching a cold, you can sleep outside for a while. I'm not afraid to tell you, I can't hold on, so I just slept for a while, and I slept soundly outside."

She turned her head and took two steps, and then warned: "Don't mention her snoring at Ye Bamian tomorrow! You may be destroyed in a few minutes!"

The two smiled at each other.

Tang Boyu gave a low hum, looking at Ye Zhaoling's back thoughtfully.

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June [-]th is destined to be the most uneventful day in the past ten years.

At 6:66 on June [-]th, Mount Qingcheng Morning News: Burst!At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, a fire broke out at No. [-] Qingchun Road. The male owner disappeared and his life and death are unknown, and the female owner was burned to death with no bones left.

At 18:[-] on June [-]th, Qingchengshan Evening News: The sudden fire of the Ye family’s old house in Qingchengshan caused soul torture. How bad is the infrastructure of the mansion?
At dinner time at seven or eight o'clock, usually No. 66 is the same as the apartments next to it, peaceful and peaceful, without visitors.

But now it was burned by the fire, but it was full of people.

Not to mention the countless Qingcheng crowds not far away.

Just the relatives and friends of the hostess of No. 66, several waves of people came back and forth.

The first one to come was an old Taoist priest with several big holes in his Taoist robe.

Neighbors watched, isn't this priest the guest of Ye's family on the mountainside of Qingcheng Mountain?
The famous Zodiac!

An hour ago, in the fire tree and silver garden of the Ye family, the sky-high fire and gunpowder had frightened many people in Qingcheng.

And this Ye family is also stubborn, they sent 4000 people down the mountain at noon, and recruited them back at night, they forced themselves to put out the fire in Tongtian, and they didn't let the firefighters in Qingcheng go up the mountain.

Just look at this master.

The robe was almost burned away, and two skinny legs were looming.

As for the people behind.

The hostess' father is really miserable!
Mr. Ye almost went blind from crying as he grabbed the remaining half of the door frame.

The onlookers sighed.

But is this regretful person really just regretting?Just like this mourner, is he really just crying?
Daochang stood on the ruins of No. 66.

He turned his head to persuade Mr. Ye.

"Not even ten years."

Mr. Ye raised his head, revealing a pair of determined eyes.

There was a little madness in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, and rolled his eyes and pouted.

The butler greeted a group of bodyguards behind him to carry away Mr. Ye who had passed out.

On the contrary, no one came to see the male host's house, which seemed extremely indifferent.

This immediately replaced the hot topic of Ye Zhaoling's inability to speak and give birth to children, and soon became one of the topics of chat among neighbors.

Ruthless, unjust, and treachery are undoubtedly the objects that everyone is very willing to criticize.

Because standing on the moral high ground, no matter what they say nonsense, it will not appear redundant or untenable!
The commanding height of morality is enough to make them invincible!

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There is a barren grassland in the outskirts of Qingcheng. All year round, the weeds on this scorched earth are khaki, lingering, as if they will wither the next day.

However, they are still alive, and they still haven't withered the next day...

People can't even tell whether they are updating and iterating normally on this scorched earth like other grass mustards.

It was a seemingly quiet and peaceful day in Qingcheng.

If Siqianye's family did not come down the mountain one after another at twelve noon on the seventh day, perhaps Qingcheng would really remain silent forever, and there would be no waves in the stagnant water.

However, the price of a certain wolf is 268, and the fracture promotion is 134. You can buy 4000 certain wolves for 29 yuan, allowing 29 people to experience the fun of "one computer, one pack of cigarettes, one dead word for a day".

The price of the shirt is nine pounds and fifteen cents, which is equivalent to 71 soft sister coins. You can buy 4000 shirts for 56 yuan. Wearing such a shirt, mothers no longer have to worry about their children not being able to do listening problems.

Wowotou costs four yuan; spinach sells cheaply, 1300 catties for 15 yuan; roasted yam costs 3 yuan each. For 4000 yuan, you can buy 4000 steamed buns, 130000 catties of spinach, and 500 roasted yams at the same time, so that each of the 32 homeless people can eat a steamed bun and 3500 catties of spinach. Of course, there are still [-] honest people who can’t grab it. to the roasted yams.

Do local people in Qingcheng know what the 4000 people on the mountain are going down the mountain for?

do not know.

Honest people don't know.

People with long tongues have already fabricated dozens of versions in their minds.

——He first said to the neighbor on the left: "Damn! The Ye family hasn't howled for decades, and now there is such a big commotion! What else can they do if they don't come to grab the roasted yam? It must be that there is no one on the mountain." Roasted yam!"

Neighbor on the left: ...ah, yes, yes, yes.No wonder your family eats roasted yam for the New Year’s Eve dinner, and you come to my house to show off.

——He said to the neighbor on the right: "This Ye family's dog... Bah! This Ye family must have smelled the meat from the mountain!
They have been working on the mountain for so many years, and they forbid us to go up the mountain to worship our ancestors, forbid us to go up the mountain to hunt, and forbid us to be the mother's licking dog... Bah!Forbid us to honor Mammy!It must have been punished!These more than 5000 pampered young masters and ladies drink rice soup every day, so they shouldn't protest collectively!Maybe!I just can't help but want to go down to the restaurant! "

Neighbor on the right: What you say, foodie, is quite reasonable...don't say it next time.

——The man said to the neighbor behind him, "Sister Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

Neighbor Yuan Fang behind: "Why don't you talk nonsense to me? I have a girl who married the Ye family and has a good relationship with the Ye family? What a coward! These 4000 locusts crossed the border! Of course there is a catastrophe."

"Mr. Huang lived for more than 100 years! He knows a lot. Instead of guessing here, we should ask his opinion! Mr. Huang, what do you think?"

The neighbor in front is an old man, the old man Huang who has lived longer than Mr. Ye. His old eyes are dim: "What is the locust? What is the environment? Where did the locusts pass? We are in a mountainous area at an altitude of 900 meters! With green water and green mountains, How can there be locusts!"

Yuan Fang amplified her voice: "Grandpa Huang! It's not locusts! There are no locusts in Qingcheng! We are asking you if you know what happened to Qingcheng Mountain! Today, the Ye family in Qingcheng Mountain sent [-] descendants down the mountain! They all said there was something big Disaster!"

"Disaster! Disaster... If there is a disaster! I knew it seven or eighty years ago! The Ye family has lived for 80 years, and its lifespan is over! This year is the 300th year... Oh, I saw it ten years ago Empress Ruyi... Unexpectedly, that will be the last time..."

After finishing speaking, leaving behind a group of people looking at each other in blank dismay, he walked away tremblingly on crutches...

Yuan Fang was only in her twenties, and she was a qualified socialist successor. She asked in surprise, "This is the name of Empress Ruyi! Why does it sound familiar?!"

The neighbor on the left smiled: "You were still young at that time, so of course you couldn't remember clearly. Lady Ruyi is that colorful koi in the Qingcheng River!"

The neighbor on the right responded: "Yes, seven years ago in Qingcheng River, Empress Ruyi had thousands of fish roe and grandchildren, and thousands of fish jumped into the Dragon Gate together. This is a big news on TV!"

"Legend has it that Empress Ruyi and Grandma Qingcheng used to be close friends, and her morality is 200 years higher than Grandma's! Grandma's Taoism is only 300 years old!"

"Ms. Ruyi, my grandfather's grandfather met me in Mount Qingcheng! It's a pity that she broke up with the nanny a hundred years ago. It is rumored that she lived in the dark river under the Qingcheng River and was never born again."

"But didn't Grandpa Huang say that he had seen Empress Ruyi ten years ago?"

"Damn! When this old man first moved to our village ten years ago, he even said that he was a brother of the Ye family! The backcountry in the backcountry! Didn’t they all go to the gold and silver nests on Mount Qingcheng to enjoy the blessings?”

"He! He is a weird person! When he first came that year, people often saw him wandering around carrying three earthen jars. Someone secretly opened them and said they were three empty jars!"

Long Tongue interjected consciously at this moment: "Damn! It's an old lunatic!"

"You can accumulate some virtue! They neither recruited you nor provoked you! Why do you have no one to say that about him!"

"Tsk! Don't bother with this kind of person! His family deserves to be rejected by the mother! These dirty people who will not be able to go to Qingcheng Mountain for generations are all poisoned! I have to go home and collect my clothes!"

"Look at the weather, it's going to rain again! I'm going back to cook too..."

For a while, Long Tongue had no choice but to sneak back to his home, and when he pushed the door bolt, he was afraid that someone would throw stones at him again.

And the tongue-in-cheek wife he married started again.

"Every day! This day is impossible! Look at you!—"

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