Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1632 Gun Jiang died, Xiaoliu wrote a letter
She thumped and ran to the side, wrote a long letter, and let her take it back to her family.

Beijing.

Tang Er looked at the two letters, looked at Xiao Liu's notes, and smiled, "Send this letter to the old man."

Then I opened another one.

"Rolling River?"

King Han asked him to investigate Gunjiang, brought him back and asked, "Are there any omissions about last year's Shaohua City case?"

Without thinking too much, he immediately took people to Gunjiang's home.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Gun Jiang, I have something I want to talk to you about..."

There was no sound inside, just when he thought everyone was inside, there was the sound of a stool falling to the ground.

He noticed something was wrong, and immediately slapped, broke through the gate and entered.

I saw the rolling river swinging back and forth on the beams of the house.

"Shh!"

A shadow flashed!
"Who is it, catch him!" Tang Er said coldly.

When Gunjiang was rescued, he was already dead, but his body was still warm.

"My son, he was caught and wanted to commit suicide, but his jaw has been removed."

Tang Er's eyes were cold, "Bring him up!"

"Hmph!" The man turned away with a disdainful face.

The guard grabbed his shoulder blades fiercely, the pain made the man's face turn pale.

"Tell me, who asked you to kill people." Tang Er said coldly.

"do not know!"

"Sentence!" Tang Er narrowed his eyes.

"Ah..." The man's chin was removed, and his saliva flowed out from the pain.

"Say, who ordered you to kill?"

"King Han!"

Tang Er signaled, "Smash his calf!"

"Ah..." the man yelled, shaking with pain.

"I said, it was the emperor, the emperor asked me to do this!"

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin, take it back to the Ministry of Punishment, treat me well!"

Township government.

The old man looked at the letter written by Xiao Liu and laughed.

"Father, you have read it several times, should you show it to me?" Tang Yuanrong was so anxious that his mouth was bubbling.

"No, this is a letter from Xiao Liu!" The old man put it behind him proudly.

The old lady snatched it over and handed it to her son: "What's for you, I'm not ashamed, Xiao Liu wrote it for everyone."

Tang Yuanrong read the letter, and then smiled: "Xiao Liu said, she doesn't vomit at all now, she eats eight times a day, her stomach is getting big, and she is collecting delicious food every day."

"Let me see!" Yang Feifei took it: "Ah, Xiao Liu said that the seafood over there is very delicious, and the crab is as big as a fist, but the prince doesn't want to eat it, and he complains!"

One by one looked at it, and they all smiled, "Now that Xiao Liu can eat, I feel relieved."

Yan Wu tugged at Yang Feifei: "Sister-in-law, the things that the child will be born with, the room, everything needs to be done carefully, we are looking at what is missing, and make up for it."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder and left.

Only Tang Yuanlu silently withdrew his worries.

Xiao Liu almost had an accident, but it was not reported back to the capital. He only found out when Tang Er was so anxious to leave the capital.

Shaohua City.

"Princess, try the freshly cooked sour plum soup!" Chunlan came over with the soup.

Xiao Liu took a big gulp, "Well...it's delicious."

He glanced at Nangonghan who was painting over the desk.

He walked over with the sour plum soup, lowered his head, and saw a lovely beauty drawn on the paper, gnawing on a pig's trotter.

There are still stains at the corners of the mouth, and the mouth is bulging, like a mouse eating something.

"Ha, you did it on purpose!" Xiao Liu stared at him unhappy.

Nangong Han smiled: "Well, on purpose."

"You still say." Xiao Liu stretched out his hand and was about to tear up the painting.

"If you don't paint when people are beautiful, just paint these ugly ones."

(End of this chapter)