Chapter 174: Butterfly wings

Uncle Yong Chang fell too suddenly, even though he was swiftly held by Xie Yinlou not far away, he still aroused bursts of exclamation.
"Father, what's wrong with you?" Xie Qingyao was so scared that Huarong rushed over.
Uncle Yong Chang's head rested on Xie Yinlou's shoulders, hanging weakly.
Zhen Shicheng snorted when he saw this, and immediately stepped forward and said: "Uncle, uncle!"
Uncle Yong Chang closed his eyes tightly, and a puff of blood slowly trickled out from the corner of his mouth.
Zhen Shicheng stretched out his hand to sniff at Bo Yongchang.
No breath.
Zhen Shicheng retracted his hand and said solemnly, "Hurry up and ask the doctor to come!"
Xie Qing's eyes widened suddenly, and he grabbed Yong Changbo's hanging hand: "Father, what's the matter with you?"
Zhen Shicheng shouted: "Don't shake him!"
Xie Qing was so frightened that he let go of his hand, staring blankly at the empty hands in a daze.
Jiang Si was standing not far away, looking at Uncle Yong Chang who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, feeling dizzy.
Yongchang Bo's Mansion originally had a doctor. Soon the doctor hurried over with the medicine box. He was shocked when he saw Uncle Yong Chang's appearance. He hurried forward for a while to check, and was finally stunned.
"My father...how?" Xie Yinlou tried his best to maintain his composure, but his voice still leaked out a bit of unrest.
The doctor knew that no matter how difficult it was to speak, he would say in a trembled voice: "Uncle...go..."
At this moment, Uncle Yong Chang was still leaning on Xie Yinlou, and Xie Yinlou clenched his fists, his expression on his face was a little distorted.
Xie Qingyao screamed and fell softly.
Jiang Si subconsciously stretched out his hand to support Xie Qingyao, but at this moment he was equally at a loss.
Uncle Yong Chang actually died!
Although Uncle Yong Chang had dream walking in his previous life, his body had always been tough, but now he is dead
Jiang Si didn't dare to think about it, and couldn't stop shaking.
Zhen Shicheng's eyes fell on Jiang Si unconsciously, and he was a little confused.
Although Uncle Yong Chang's death was sudden, he could still maintain a sensible calmness for a person like him who is used to life and death. However, Miss Jiang was so calm before and behaved so dazzlingly, how could she be so gaffe now?
Seeing this, Miss Jiang was hit no less than the Xie brothers and sisters, which is strange.
"Master Zhen, is my father poisoned?" Xie Yinlou asked these words slowly, looking at the damselfly with cold eyes.
"This still needs to be checked before we can draw a conclusion." Zhen Shicheng motioned to his subordinates to move the body of Uncle Yong Chang and carry it into the house for inspection.
The servants in the yard waited tremblingly, not even daring to come out.
Xie Qingyao finally found her voice, hissed and cried: "Father--"
She cried so badly that she bent down, as if to cry her heart and lungs.
The stern cry was as if a whip dipped in salt water hit Jiang Si's heart, making her bloody.
She hugged Xie Qingyao hard, and kept muttering: "Qingyao, sorry, sorry..."
Even though she knew that the person who killed Uncle Yongchang was a damselfly, no matter how she deceived herself, she couldn't convince herself that she was not responsible.
It was indeed because of her talk that she changed the fate of Mr. and Mrs. Yongchang.
Is it because she has a clear conscience out of good intentions to die in her life?
She didn't know what would happen to others in such a thing, at least she couldn't.
Those were two lives, the parents of a good friend, and even the pillars of the family. I don't know how many people's fate is related to, because of her few words, it just disappeared.
At this moment, Jiang Si finally understood that the prophet not only brought benefits, but also brought bad luck if he did not speak and act carefully.
"Ah, ah—" Xie Qingyao cried hard, clutching her hand, her nails scratching blood on the back of her white hand.
Xie Qingyao, who was immersed in grief, didn't notice anything, but Jiang Si could only bear it silently.
It didn’t take long for Wu Zuo to have results: "My lord, uncle is not poisoned, but died of sudden heart disease"
"Nonsense!" Xie Yinlou interrupted Wu Zuo coldly, "My father has always been physically fit, and he has never heard the doctor say that he has a heart disease!"
After he finished speaking, he brought the doctor over and asked sharply, "Doctor Zhang, you should know the health of my father best, you say!"
Doctor Zhang wiped his sweat repeatedly, but he didn’t make it clear at this time, and he didn’t have a good life as a doctor. He quickly explained: "My son, sudden heart disease is different from other illnesses, and it may not be detected on weekdays. Anything wrong, but it may be severely stimulated—"
Xie Yinlou suddenly pulled out the saber around his waist and walked towards the damselfly.
"Stop him!" Zhen Shicheng shouted.
Xie Yinlou held the saber in his hand, and his expression was cold: "Master Zhen, I am going to avenge that woman for my parents. You want to stop me?"
Zhen Shicheng shook his head: "Don't be impulsive. The truth has been found out, and they will get the punishment they deserve."
Xie Yinlou let out a cold snort, and pushed aside the servant who had stopped him: "Get out of the way!"
"Brother Xie, didn't you dirty your hands when you murdered with your own hands?" Jiang Sijue didn't want to let Xie Yinlou be charged with murder again, regardless of the extremely depressed mood to stop him.
The hatred of taking away his wife and the hatred of killing his father. In this case, murder and revenge will be tolerated by the law, but it is still possible for Xie Yinlou, who is about to attack the Lord, to be criticized.
Everyone has a few friends, and there will also be a few enemies, and there are many people who stare at the pitfalls when unlucky.
If Xie Yinlou caused something wrong with the title because of the murder, Jiang Si couldn't forgive himself even more.
Xie Yinlou's jade-like eyes looked over, dark and heavy, making people unable to see through their emotions for a while.
Jiang Si embraced Xie Qingyao, and persuaded, "Brother Xie, they have caused the Boss to be so miserable. Wouldn't it be cheaper for them to get rid of it with just one stroke?"
Xie Yinlou's eyes moved, and the saber returned.
Zhen Shicheng came over and patted Xie Yinlou's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "My son, I'm sorry for the change. If you need help from the mansion, you can send someone to Shuntian Mansion to speak."
Xie Yinlou looked down and thanked.
"Tie the damselfly and the chief steward and take away!" Zhen Shicheng finished the order, and gave Jiang Si his hand. "Miss Jiang, you have helped the officer a lot this time, and the officer will come to thank you later."
Well, in this case, it would be logical to take the son.
Jiang Si was in a mess, and hurriedly returned a gift: "Thank you for not being an adult, the little girl did nothing."
Zhen Shicheng quickly left with a group of people, Xie Yinlou walked to Jiang Si, his voice was slightly muted: "Thank you today, I will send you back first."
At this time, how could Jiang Si allow Xie Yinlou to send it away, but refused.
Xie Qingyao took Jiang as if not to let go, Xie Yinlou glanced at his sister: "Qingyao, we have to take care of the funeral of father and mother. Let Ms. Jiang go back first."
"Asi--" Xie Qingyao shed tears at Jiang Si, looking so pitiful.
Jiang Si shook Xie Qingyao's hand: "I'll go back and say something to my family, and I will accompany you."
Xie Qingyao let go.
Jiang Si walked out of the gate of Yongchang Bo's House, greeted with the dazzling sunlight, and almost collapsed under his feet.
"Girl, are you okay?" Aman hurriedly supported her.
Jiang Si shook his head and continued to move forward, and stopped when he was about to reach Dongping Bofu.
A big dog wagged its tail happily at her.