Chapter 338 Bad News

  Qiao Moyun stared at the chessboard lightly.

   He didn't do anything.

  Qiao Zhao looked around and saw that the guards were guarding from a distance. Don't worry about someone approaching and eavesdropping, he sat down beside Qiao Zhao and said bluntly, "I have researched that poisonous fang."

  Shao Mingyuan sat down and asked, "What kind of poison is it?"

  Qiao Mo listened intently.

   "This poison should be extracted from a spider called the red-faced tarantula."

   "Red-faced tarantula?" Shao Mingyuan murmured these four words, only to feel that the spider's name is very special.

   "The red-faced tarantula should grow in the Lingnan area." Qiao Mo suddenly said.

   Both Qiao Zhao and Shao Mingyuan looked at him.

"The red-faced tarantula was originally called the red-eyed tarantula because of its red eyes. According to a local story, a bride was bitten by a poisonous spider hiding on the curtain of the sedan chair when she got off the sedan chair. Fat died, and later the red-eyed tarantula was slowly called the red-faced tarantula, which means the red-faced tarantula died." Qiao Mo's voice was as gentle as a spring, and he talked about the red-faced tarantula in a hurry.

   "Lingnan—" Shao Mingyuan and Qiao Zhao looked at each other, and the two obviously thought of the Lingnan Rebellion twenty years ago.

   Could it be that the person who took action against Wumei Shitai has something to do with the rebel King Su?

  Thinking of this, Shao Mingyuan said sternly to Qiao Zhao: "Miss Li, let's end this matter."

   If it really involves the remnants of the king and the royal family rebellion, then it is not the people who should be involved.

   "I understand." Qiao Zhao did not refute.

   She can't take care of her own affairs. Of course, she won't get involved in such matters as royal rebellion.

   At this time, a personal guard approached, standing not far away and said, "General, there is an urgent report."

  Shao Mingyuan stood up: "Uncle, Miss Li, you all sit first, I'll come when I go."

   After he finished speaking, he walked out of the pavilion and went straight to the study.

   Back in the safe and reliable study, Shao Mingyuan sat down: "Bring the emergency report here."

   The guards presented the emergency report with both hands.

   Shao Mingyuan looked at the mark on the emergency newspaper, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled at the corners of his eyes.

   is Ye Luo's letter. Could it be that Li Shenyi has found the kind of gel beads needed to treat his uncle's burn?

   Shao Mingyuan opened the lacquer seal, took out the letter inside and read it quickly, his face gradually turned blue, and the slender fingers holding the letter trembled slightly.

   The guard held his breath and lowered his head, daring not to disturb him.

   After a long time, the atmosphere in the study seemed to congeal, and Shao Mingyuan said, "Go and invite Mr. Qiao to the study."

   "Take orders."

   Seeing the guards go out, Shao Mingyuan said solemnly: "Remember not to let Miss Li see the clues."

   "Understandable."

   Waiting for the guard to close the door of the study, Shao Mingyuan leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and sighed.

   Not long after, the guard brought Qiao Mo in: "General, Young Master Qiao is here."

   "You go out first."

   Only Shao Mingyuan and Qiao Mo were left in the room.

  Qiao Mo's eyes swept across Shao Mingyuan's ugly face, and moved down to the emergency report placed on the desk.

   He couldn't see the contents of the emergency report, but he had already guessed that it must have something to do with the emergency report that he suddenly received.

  Qiao Mo waited for a while, and seeing that Shao Mingyuan didn't speak, he asked: "The person behind the scenes who poisoned me, could it be that there is new progress?"

   Shao Mingyuan shook his head slowly.

   It was already so difficult to speak in the face of my uncle, so what should I say in the face of Miss Li?

   "What's the matter, Lord Hou?" Qiao Mo was a little uneasy.

   Even if he was talking about poisoning to him at that time, the champion Hou never hesitated so much.

   "It's Doctor Li." Shao Mingyuan finally spoke.

  Qiao Mo looked at him suddenly, and his heart rose unconsciously.

  Shao Mingyuan sighed: "Received an urgent report from his subordinates who escorted Li Shenyi to the South China Sea. After they went out to sea to collect gel beads, they encountered a hurricane at sea. Except for him who was rescued by a passing ship, everyone else was killed."

  Qiao Mo staggered back a few steps, held on to the bookshelf, and lost his voice: "Including Li Shenyi?"

   Shao Mingyuan nodded slowly.

  Qiao Mo sat down in despair, and painfully inserted his fingers into his hair, and muttered, "I killed his old man."

  Shao Mingyuan was silent.

   In the face of natural disasters like hurricanes at sea, he couldn't blame his subordinates for dereliction of duty, and because of this, he felt even more empty and uncomfortable.

   The two sat silently in the study room, and after a long time, Qiao Mo looked at Shao Mingyuan like he was just waking up from a dream: "Where is Zhao Zhao—"

   He respected Li Shenyi as an elder, but he didn't get along with him very much in the past. But Zhaozhao is different. For Zhaozhao, Li Shenyi is another grandfather.

   "Do you want to tell her?" Shao Mingyuan asked.

   "Of course." Qiao Mo said without thinking.

   "Miss Li will be very sad." Shao Mingyuan asked softly.

Qiao Mo rubbed his eyebrows and smiled bitterly: "Yes. However, the news can't be hidden for a while, so instead of telling her later, let her experience the same sadness and complain about our concealment, it's better to tell her now. ."

   Seeing that Shao Mingyuan was silent, Qiao Mo sighed: "Don't worry, although Zhaozhao will be very sad, she would rather be cruel and honest than hide it with kindness."

   "My uncle knows Miss Li very well."

   "Yes, as I said earlier, she is very similar to my eldest sister."

   Shao Mingyuan lowered his eyes: "Then about Li Shenyi, please ask your uncle to tell Miss Li."

  Qiao Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, looking at Shao Mingyuan with a bit of a strange look.

   Shao Mingyuan confessed: "I'm afraid Miss Li will cry."

   "Okay, I'll go tell her." Qiao Mo stood up, although he couldn't see anything on his face, he walked with a heavy weight.

   They are men, and they have to suffer no matter how hard they grit their teeth, but why should the big sister be a girl? If he could, how much he wanted to suffer for her.

  Qiao Mo returned to the gazebo.

  Qiao Zhao was knocking on the chess pieces leisurely, when he heard footsteps, he raised his head, threw the chess pieces back into the chess tank and stood up: "Brother—"

   The expression on her brother's face made her swallow her words.

  Qiao Mo sat down opposite Qiao Zhao: "Zhao Zhao, sit down."

  Qiao Zhao sat down silently.

   "Zhaozhao, I have something to tell you." Qiao Mo opened his head and met his younger sister's clear eyes, but he couldn't say the next words for a while.

   Shao Mingyuan stood behind the acacia tree and looked in the direction of the pavilion from a distance, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

   "Big Brother?" Qiao Mo's silence made Qiao Zhao's lips gradually pale, and he suppressed the trembling and asked slowly, "Is it related to Grandpa Li? Something happened to Grandpa Li, right?"

   She has lost almost everything she can lose, so what is there to make her brother dare not tell her?

   "Big Brother!"

  Qiao Mo stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Qiao Zhao's cold hand: "Li Shenyi encountered a hurricane at sea and was killed."

  Qiao Zhao straightened his back and said nothing, his thin cheeks whiter than winter snow.

  Qiao Mo clenched Qiao Zhao's hand and said softly, "Zhao Zhao, eldest brother is here, you are not alone, just cry when you are sad."

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