Lao Taijun Fan was crying, and Zhao Lingyun, Master Zhao put his hands behind her back, guarding for a while if something happened to the old Taijun, the Shen family would rely on him. I have my hands on my back, regardless of who the Shen family said was able to do it. Anyway, this person is not me.

"Mother, you go back to the room first," Shen Fei rushed to Fan Lao Taijun's side, persuading the old woman: "There is a son here, the son will handle this matter."

Mrs. Fan didn't believe in Shen Fei's words. If you can handle it, you won't let Zhao Lingyun stay at home until now.

At this time, Winter Melon whispered to Calabash: "The old lady in this family is not afraid of such a big dead man lying on the ground."

Calabash: "This old lady is fierce. I heard that she irritates his wife's sister all the time. Maybe such fierce people are not afraid of seeing the dead."

A subordinate of the Ningguo Palace, at the sign of Shen Fei, stood a row of people on the wall, blocking the assassin's body behind him.

Zhao Lingyun: "No, the old lady would have seen her before she saw her. If you do this, she can't take a closer look?"

Fan Laotaijun is presbyopic. Hearing what Zhao Lingyun said, and looking at Shen Fei’s formation, the old lady squinted his eyes and looked at the people standing in a row. There must be gaps between people. The old prince passed through the gap between the bodies of the two subordinates, and saw that there was someone lying there on the ground.

On the ground in the courtyard, there were many people lying on the ground at this time, and they didn't see Shen Fei doing this. Old Taijun Fan was suddenly shocked. What is special about this person? This person is dead? !

Zhao Lingyun: "Old Madam, let me tell you, over there..."

"Zhao Lingyun," Shen Fei said coldly at this time: "If something happens to my mother, I won't let you go."

For Zhao Lingyun, this threat from Lord Shen was not as effective as talking to him on the spot.

"Why don't you let me go?" Zhao Lingyun asked Shen Fei: "Come on, if you don't let me go, let me see."

Old Taijun Fan pushed Shen Fei back, standing in front of Zhao Lingyun, and wiping tears, Old Taijun Fan's knee was bent.

Zhao Lingyun reacted quickly, knowing that Mrs. Fan was about to kneel on him, but the brain reacted, but the body did not react. Zhao Lingyun could not move, let alone make the most correct response, stand to the side and avoid Lao Taijun Fan knelt.

Lao Taijun Fan really saved her, she didn't need her face, and decent, she just wanted to put Zhao Lingyun on the fire for roasting! In this year, people can hold a stick (on crutches) to see the emperor when they are over seventy years old. Not only do they not need to kneel when they see the emperor when they are over eighty years old, the emperor has to sit down because he respects the elderly. His Majesty the emperor has to respect the elderly. Just imagine that Zhao Lingyun forced the old Fengjun of the Ningguo Mansion to kneel. Can Zhao Lingyun bear this matter?

At the moment when Lao Taijun Fan bent her knees down, a hand stretched out from behind her and grabbed her left arm.

This sudden burst made Old Lady Fan scream in fright.

Zhao Lingyun stared at the visitor blankly, and said in a dreamlike manner: "Husband, madam?"

Jiang Mingyue lifted Mrs. Fan up and slipped away. To prevent him from kneeling again, she didn't let go of the arms of Mrs. Fan.

Zhao Lingyun: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Mingyue did not say that she came because she was worried about Zhao Lingyun. Zhao Lingyun was acting on orders. She said that she was worried, which was tantamount to explaining to others. Are you a sage on an errand for the sage, or are you in the capital, what are your concerns? Are you doubting your mate's ability, or are you dissatisfied that the saint asked you to do business with the mate?

"I have something in the Ningguo Palace, thinking about coming over and looking for it," Jiang Mingyue said, "Unexpectedly, I bumped into this scene."

Zhao Lingyun was a little dazed, and asked: "What, how do you say?"

Jiang Mingyue looked at Old Lady Fan.

Lao Taijun Fan is now wondering if her left arm held by Jiang Mingyue is broken. Why is it so painful? !

"If you don't have any money, let Master Shen go and plead with the sage," Jiang Mingyue asked Mrs. Fan, "You always harm my husband, what kind of reason is this?"

Old lady Fan: "You, what are you talking nonsense? Are you afraid that you are crazy?"

"Heh," Jiang Mingyue sneered, "If I didn't come, would you always kneel down in front of my husband? You always live a long life, but you want to compromise my husband's life?"

Isn’t the old saying that always said, you are not afraid of losing your life if you are bowed down by the elderly!

Lao Taijun Fan wanted to break Zhao Lingyun's longevity more than just. She wanted to grill Zhao Lingyun on the fire and blow it up in oil, so that Zhao Lingyun could not live well.

Shen Fei came over at this moment, and said angrily at Jiang Mingyue: "Who are you? Presumptuous, let go of my mother!"

"What kind of grandson are you pretending to be?" Zhao Lingyun had to be polite to Mrs. Fan, but to Shen Fei, Zhao Lingyun was not going to be polite anymore. The family was shameless and got an old lady out and talked to him. It's overcast.

Zhao Lingyun pushed Shen Fei's chest. Shen Fei didn't expect that Zhao Lingyun would dare to do something with him. Unsuspectingly, Lord Shen stepped back a few steps, and this one sat on the ground.

Before the Shen family was about to riot, Jiang Mingyue said loudly: "Master Shen is really a filial son. If something happens at home, you just sit on the sidelines and pull the old mother out to protect you from the disaster. The old lady has been decent for most of his life, but now he has Kneeling down on a young man in self-defeating face, this was forced by your Lord Shen, right?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Take it out, don't doubt it, this grandson forced it! I didn't go to the back house, who invited this old lady to the front yard?"

"It really opened my eyes to me," Jiang Mingyue said.

"I thought it was a person, but I turned out to be inferior to a dog," Zhao Lingyun went on to scold, "How on earth is Grandpa Lao Ningguo sick? It hurts!"

Jiang Mingyue: "What the husband said is that I heard that Grandpa Lao Ningguo fell ill suddenly. This man is fine, well-suited and well-suited, and there is no disaster. Why is he suddenly ill, or can he afford to be seriously ill?"

The sickness of my old father was brought up by the couple in front of him, and the charge of killing the father was directly buckled on his head. If it was an eye-opener, it would still be Lord Shen.

What kind of unwarranted disaster he has suffered!

"You let my grandmother go!" Shen Xi shouted.

Jiang Mingyue still sneered, "At this moment, filial sons and grandchildren have all come out. Why didn't I see you serving the old lady just now?"

Not only the Lord Shen was wronged, but the Shen family present were aggrieved. How did they know what the old lady was going to do? They need to know that they are dead, and they can't let their old lady kneel to Zhao Lingyun!

But the fact now is that with so many people and so many open mouths, they have a hard time arguing, they can't say anything!

"You let go, let me go," Old Lady Fan shivered, shaking Jiang Mingyue and said: "You let me go, let go!"

Jiang Mingyue: "I dare not. In case you are old and still can't think about it, do you always want to discount my husband's life?"

"Let go!" Fan Laotai yelled hoarsely.