Sure enough, before reaching the door, Song Qingshu's voice was heard coming from inside the room:

"Zhen'er, stop trying to deal with me and tell me quickly, what did your father do to force you to be hostile to my junior uncle?

Although my junior uncle has high martial arts, he is easy-going and will never embarrass you at Hongmei Villa without sufficient reasons.

Did your father do something sinister and evil?

Have you participated in it?!"

Zhu Jiuzhen's voice was still charming, but it no longer had the sweet and cute feeling of the past. Instead, it seemed a little cold, and he answered the question nonchalantly:

"Brother Qingshu, I know you are scared, it's okay.

I told my father and begged him to give you pleasure when he kills you."

"Zhen'er, what are you talking about..." Song Qingshu's voice trembled, a little unbelievable.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jiuzhen was unabashed and continued:

"Brother Qingshu, to be honest, you are more handsome than my cousin and your kung fu is better than my cousin's.

Except that you're not very good at making me happy, you're actually pretty good.

If there is no matter about your junior uncle, I will marry you according to father's arrangement. I think it will be a good ending.

It's a pity that it can't be done now.

Dad said that your little uncle must die, and you must follow him, otherwise our whole family will not be safe.

Huh, that little uncle of yours is really annoying.

If my generals hadn’t been killed by dad, they would have killed him alive!”

Song Qingshu was silent when he heard this, and for a while there was no sound in the room.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan came up with a plan. With luck in mind, he pressed it on his throat, imitating Wei Bi's voice and shouted from a distance into the door:

"Cousin, I asked you to guard Song Qingshu, why did you kiss me and me?! Fortunately, I heard you, otherwise I wouldn't have known that you like him so much..."

Meng Xiuyuan had seen Wei Bi several times during this period and roughly remembered the timbre of his voice. At this time, he imitated it hastily. Because he was not good at this, he probably imitated a fifty-six-point resemblance.

However, both people in the room had their own concerns at this time, so they didn't pay much attention to what he said and just thought that Wei Bi was really here.

"No, cousin, please listen to my explanation.

This kid will die soon, I just lied to him, otherwise he would keep annoying me..."

Zhu Jiuzhen hurriedly explained and came over to open the door. When she opened the door and saw Meng Xiuyuan's face, she couldn't help being shocked and immediately swallowed up the rest of her words.

As if being electrocuted, Zhu Jiuzhen reacted quickly and immediately retreated to Song Qingshu's side. Without hesitation, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and pressed it hard against Song Qingshu's neck.

Seeing the situation, Meng Xiu didn't stop her, he just looked at Song Qingshu and smiled.

Song Qingshu's acupuncture points were pressed at this time, and he was sitting on a chair unable to move. After hearing what Zhu Jiuzhen said in front of him, he felt heartbroken and filled with grief.

Now he suddenly saw Meng Xiuyuan's meaningful smile, and when he remembered what Meng Xiuyuan had warned him before, he felt so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Seeing that Meng Xiuyuan was silent, Zhu Jiuzhen felt anxious, and then he shouted to Meng Xiuyuan with a stern expression:

"Meng Xiuyuan, why are you here? Shouldn't you be going to my dad's study?

What happened to my father, Uncle Wu, and Uncle Yao?!"

Zhu Jiuzhen only felt as scared as if the sky was falling. Although he could guess what happened, he still couldn't help but ask questions knowingly.

Before Meng Xiuyuan could answer, she pushed the dagger against Song Qingshu's neck again. The skin was already cut, and there was faint blood flowing out:

"Don't come here, if you come one step further, I will kill him!

You...let me go, otherwise, your nephew will be buried with me!"

Seeing the situation, Meng Xiu knew that the heat was almost over, so he finally took action, raised his finger and touched Zhu Jiuzhen's acupuncture points in the air before she could react in time.

Immediately, Meng Xiuyuan walked up to the two of them, slowly pushed away the dagger Zhu Jiuzhen had placed on Song Qingshu's hand, and at the same time opened Song Qingshu's acupuncture points.

He patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder and said in a relaxed tone:

"How about it? Uncle Master didn't lie to you, did he?"

Song Qingshu lowered his head just like he did more than ten years ago, not daring to look directly into Meng Xiuyuan's eyes:
Chapter completed!