Qin Liuxi asked Song Liu to sit down again, and looked at her with unconcealed hostility, and then smiled slightly.

"Birth, old age, sickness, death, poverty, wealth, and honor, from the perspective of Taoism, is destined to be born, and one can be seen from the natural appearance. Of course, the face of a person will change according to the fortune. Otherwise, the face of the face will always leave a turning point because there is a change." Qin Liu said west: "But some things can be changed unchanged, like your wife."

"I said to you, your daughter, is the dying of the child, which means that the child is cut off, which means that there is no child to send you to the end... Alas, don't be upset. Since you turn around, you are destined to hear angry but unbearable words. Being angry will be bad for your health!" Qin Liuxi saw that she was about to have another attack, so he quickly stopped it.

Song Liu rushed up in one breath, not up or down, and felt very uncomfortable, so he could only pinch his palms hard.

"This belongs to the Children's Palace. Metaphysically speaking, from the Children's Palace, the birth date and horoscope, you can find out how many children there are. I don't have to ask your horoscope, so you will know that you have two sons, and one of them has died early, because your child's palace has already revealed the answer. If the child is safe and healthy, the Children's Palace should be full, but now you are collapsed and terrible." Qin Liuxi pointed to the location of her Children's Palace and said, "Since you have died early, how can you have another son? If you have one, you can only be called an adopted son."

Song Liu was furious: "You are bullying, you have no substantial evidence at all."

"Didn't you find something like evidence yourself? I naturally hope that I read it wrong, and it's good if I was wrong." Sympathy came out of Qin Liuxi's eyes.

Song Liu froze.

"Master, my sister-in-law is a well-known person. You can't say that he had adjusted the child, right?" Song Ye said arduously: "He and my sister are famously loving couples. From teenagers to middle age, there are no other women around him. Chang'er is gone, and he is a father who is sadder than anyone else. If he says he deliberately dropped the child, this..."

He doesn't want to believe it either.

Qin Liuxi smiled slightly: "Not to mention the child who died young, I am a little curious. How is he sad?" She saw Song Liu about to speak, raised her fingers and shook her, and looked at the maid: "You say."

The bystanders are clear. These people who serve in close proximity will be able to see the essence of the facts better than Song Liu who is in the game.

The eldest maid yelled and glanced at Song Ye and Song Liu.

Song Liu said with a dark face: "If you ask me to say it, don't you know what your son-in-law is?"

The eldest maid pursed her lips and said, "The second young master is gone. My son-in-law is the same as my wife, and she is sad day and night. Sometimes the wife is in a better mood, and the son-in-law will sigh and cry, saying that the second young master is still there..."

As she said this, she paused for a moment, thought about it for half a year, and there seemed to be many such scenes. As long as the son-in-law cried, the wife would be dying that day.

The maid frowned and felt a little strange in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

"General Song made my sister heartbroken because of her premature death, and she became weak and weak because of her long-term failure to heal, which consumed her vitality. If you were the one who dared to mention her deceased child from time to time?" Qin Liuxi seemed to see the thoughts of the eldest maid and said, "It is said that people think of people when they see things. Some people are afraid of being hurt by this. Even the things he used will be sealed, and they dare not look at or touch them, because the memories are too painful. But what about the wife and son-in-law?"

Qin Liuxi said in an almost cold voice: "As the saying goes, killing people will kill their hearts without using swords. Just spreading salt on her wounds will consume her energy and spirit. Just like now, even if I am telling the truth, isn't it just piercing the knife into your heart? The wife's husband shouldn't be like this? He is really sad and unable to extricate himself, and he can't hurt himself alone, and he wants you to be sad for it together."

Of course, these words are not praise, but sarcasm.

The maid said verbally: "But my son-in-law will apologize again after he said that he shouldn't mention this sad thing."

"Wow, that's amazing. I'm so guilty!" As for men's green tea, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have performed like this.

The eldest maid: "..."

Although this tone sounds a bit worthy of beating, it's right.

Song Ye sank his face and clenched his fists.

Song Liu is also shaky.

Yes, she knew that the death of the second son was not good for her health, and she knew that she had the eldest son to comfort her, and even forced herself to read more Buddhist scriptures and recite more scriptures, so she didn't dare to have too much time. But when her mood was slightly relaxed, Caizhou would always mention the second son at the right time, and then fall into pain again.

Is this a coincidence?

"Is it true that the master said?" Song Ye stared at Song Liu and asked.

Song Liu's lips twitched, wanting to argue, but he didn't know how to argue.

When Song Ye saw this, he didn't understand what Qin Liuxi said. Wei Caizhou really kept spreading salt on Liu Mei's wound. No wonder the disease has been bad. The depression has not dissipated and it has worsened. How could it be cured?

When Song Ye looked at her sister again, she saw that the silver thread on her temples had been added to her, her face was haggard and her cheeks were sunken, and her heart hurt.

"Wei Caizhou, how dare he!" Song Ye was so arrogant that he turned around and wanted to walk out.

Song Liu hurriedly grabbed him and shook his head: "Brother, it's impossible. How could Caizhou do this? We are a young couple."

She couldn't believe it.

Song Ye said coldly: "Don't forget that he was a person who was a stubborn person since he was a child. When his father died, the people who almost believed in the village said that I was the one who caused it..."

He suddenly paused and his eyes widened: "Why doesn't he think so? I think I harmed his father. Is it true that he took this trick to take his father to the court?"

Song Yefu was in his heart and looked at Qin Liuxi with a heart of heart, saying, "If so, is he the one who curses me of the Song family?"

"General Song, you should leave the investigation of the case to professionals. I will not investigate the case. I cannot make arbitrarily before I see the person. I am just talking about the matter from an ordinary person's perspective. I only say that Ling Mei's face and your fate, and whether the things that arise from you are related to her husband, you have to check it out yourself." Qin Liuxi said: "I can only say that if you die, whoever benefits the most will be the one who makes a ghost."

Song Ye had a slander in his heart and wanted to go and check it out now.

Song Liu's ears were buzzing, his mind was messy, and his eyes were dizzy and black.

The information she heard today was too great and too impactful, and she couldn't even judge who was a human being or a ghost.

Song Liu felt his head pricked like a needle, and let out a cry of pain, and he fell backwards.

"Mrs."

"Liu Mei."

Song Ye was startled and, as she was about to fall to the ground and grab the person in her arms. Seeing that her face was nowhere to be looked at Qin Liuxi in horror: "Master."
Chapter completed!