"I..." Nan Baoyi touched her belly awkwardly, "Is it over?"

The atmosphere in the lobby is weird.

"Young lady! The most peaceful lady is here!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang.

Nan Baoyi looked at it.

Zhuzhu was wearing Wenpo's costume, and her face was filled with a comforting expression of "I'm here to save the scene."

She rushed to the stage and covered her cheeks with horror, "Ah, Madam, your umbilical cord and placenta have fallen to the ground! Go and lie on the couch, otherwise your intestines will fall out!"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

It seems that there is no such line in her drama?

However, Nan Baozhu was very active.

Not only did she hold her onto the couch, she also pretended to pick up three pillows and hugged them in her arms and teased them: "Mrs. Young lady, this child has such handsome eyebrows and eyes, like Master Emperor! Look, they are still smiling at me!"

The theater is silent.

The group of black guards were forced to watch this mentally retarded performance, wanting to laugh but not daring, and they all worked very hard.

But undoubtedly, this scene is much more interesting than the fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Elegant seat.

The old lady rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

However, looking horizontally and vertically, the two treasures on the stage were her granddaughters.

They are all their own flesh and blood. Even if their little faces are covered with thick ink, she can recognize her grandmother at a glance.

She grabbed Jiang's hand and whispered: "Why did the second wife, Jiaojiao and Zhu Meitu run to the stage? What a beautiful lady from a family, what do you think of showing up in the theater? It's such a nonsense!"

Jiang was embarrassed.

It would be fine if she showed up in public, but the key is that her daughter acted like a mentally retarded person.

After Nan Baozhu put three pillows into the cradle, he ran to the couch and whispered: "Mrs. Young lady, don't be afraid. I will help you stuff your intestines back, so I will definitely keep you safe from your mother and son! I will not hide it from the young lady. I studied under the miracle doctor of Shu County and came to the imperial teacher's mansion to be a stable woman in my intimate name. It's just because of my interest. My medical skills are actually very clever!"

Nan Baoyi was in tears.

In order to cooperate with her cousin, she had to be forced to play a weird scene of stuffing her intestines back.

I don’t know if this scene can get back on track!

On the second floor, Xiao Yi was watching the show leisurely.

He felt that seeing Nan Jiaojiao gave birth to nine sons in a row was more exciting than seeing the old lady scolding Huang.

Just as ten words came back, they whispered in his ear.

He slowly ate an orange.

"Farewell My Concubine", Yu Ji committed suicide...

The little girl is smart and knows how to protect herself without self-harm.

Now that she is on the stage again, it is obviously to prepare her own absent certificate.

Shi Yan looked at the anxiously waiting Liu family and asked in a low voice: "Liu Duanfang's body is still in the backstage, but should it be completely cleaned up?"

"She did a great job and didn't have to interfere."

"yes!"

On the stage, Nan Jiaojiao was giving birth to her sixth son, and she screamed in a thousand twists and turns.

Nan Baozhu was holding big scissors in one hand and a long saw in the other, screaming and exerting force, but it didn't look like delivering a baby, but it seemed like death.

Xiao Yi ate orange petals and his phoenix eyes were gentle.

If the little girl doesn't want to work hard, then he is willing to hide her under his wings and be pampered and cared for her.

If she wanted to use her own strength to attack the sky and the sky, then he would let go of his hands and let her fly.

Xiao Yi will always be Nan Jiaojiao's last retreat.

The seventh scene is about to end.

Nan Yan's face turned cold and she couldn't help looking backstage.

Half an hour has passed, why haven’t Liu Duanfang come back yet?

There was no gossip about the maid saying that Nan Baoyi had an affair with the man.

The entire theater was particularly calm, as if it was infected by the two mentally retarded actors on the stage, and was full of silly aura.

When Nan Yan was about to sit still, a maid finally came over with a pale face.

She saluted everyone in the Nan family and said nervously: "There is something wrong in the backstage, the backstage..."

Nan Yan's eyes lit up.

The Liu brother and sister-in-law were also excited.

Mrs. Liu stood up and held the maid's hand excitedly, "Is it related to my son?"

She seemed to see the wealth of the Nan family falling into their Liu family's pockets!

She seemed to see Nan Baoyi, serving their whole family diligently!

The maid took her hand back and looked nervous: "The young master of the Liu family who was watching the show with you, committed suicide in the background... The blood was flowing all over the ground, and she was already exhausted..."

Everyone was silent.

After digesting the news, Mrs. Liu's face turned pale and she stumbled to the backstage.

Nan Yan lowered her head, covering her face with disbelief.

Liu Duanfang is selfish and greedy by nature. Everyone in the world is dead, and he is reluctant to joke about his life.

He will never commit suicide...

There must be some misunderstandings in the middle!

The Nan family's face is not very good-looking.

Nan Mu helped the old lady up and whispered: "Mom, you are old and can't stand the blood. You female family members will go back to the mansion first and leave it to the child. I think someone will come to the yamen soon, and the child will handle it."

The old lady nodded.

Jiang supported the old lady, and a group of female relatives went downstairs in a mighty manner.

They boarded the carriage outside the theater, and the old lady reminded Xiao Yi to take his two sisters back home immediately, and then let the carriage set off.

Shortly after they left, Cheng Deyu came with the yamen runners.

The background has been vacated.

Cheng Deyu covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, personally examined the body, and said lightly: "It looks like suicide, what do you say to coroner?"

The elderly coroner followed and looked carefully and bowed: "Your Majesty Cheng, after verified by Beizhi, this man did commit suicide. The wound on his neck was caused by his right hand using a sword."

Nan Yan pushed away the crowd and stood up with tears in her eyes.

She cried, "Brother Cheng, the dead man is my cousin Liu Duanfang! He said a few days ago that he had a lover, so he would never commit suicide! There must be any misunderstandings in this, Brother Cheng, you have to find the murderer who harmed my cousin!"

She rushed into her arms, and she cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining.

Cheng Deyu frowned.

So many yamen runners are watching, what do you think of Nan Yan throwing her arms into her arms?

He pushed Nan Yan away, "The only doubtful point is why Liu Duanfang wore a woman's costume when he died. Nan Yan, Liu Duanfang had a habit of wearing women's clothes on weekdays?"

His attitude of doing business made Nan Yan very uncomfortable.

She wiped her tears and said softly: "I don't have this kind of habit. I guess the one who put on his costume was the murderer who killed him... In addition, Brother Cheng, there is another thing that Yan'er doesn't know whether to talk or not."

"Human life is at stake, but you can say it's okay."
Chapter completed!