Chapter 664 No explanation, no way out

Duan Zheng's voice is very light. At first glance, there is no difference in casual gossip in peacetime. But if you listen carefully, you always feel that there is something in it, which is unclear and unclear.

The wind at night came head-on through the gloomy flowers. When it brushed the branches and leaves, it also blew through Duan Zheng's long clothes. The wind blew the clothes and blew away his ethereal sound. It seems that everything is incompatible with this unusual night.

However, it's still wrong.

I can't say why. It's obviously a normal voice, but in Liu Rong's ears, she always feels that there is a thrilling murderous atmosphere in Duan Zheng's words. Like the ice crack in winter, in the first thunder of early spring, it sounded like a thunderbolt.

Liu Rong stood there and felt stunned. She couldn't help taking a step forward and whispered, "That... maidservant..."

The following words suddenly can't go on.

At the corner of the room, the figure flashed, but in a moment, several figures flashed out. The lonely light and shadow of the night shone on those people, and the faint light foam looked so dazzling and sarcastic.

First Duan Qingming, and then Chuntao.

Liu Rong suddenly found that Duan Zheng did not come alone. Behind him, Duan Qingming sneered, and Chuntao was full of anger.

Why are these two people here?

"Master..."

Liu Rong's footsteps stopped there. When she looked at Duan Zheng again, she had an indescribable trance. She shouted again: "Master..."

Duan is looking at Liu Rong, his eyes are cold and sharp, and he has no tenderness and accommodation when facing her in the past. Such a paragraph is both strange and terrible.

Liu Rong couldn't help stepping back two steps, and suddenly a certain ominous feeling rose in her heart.

Duan Qingming stepped forward, looked at Liu Rong, and said lightly, "It's so late. Why is Aunt Liu here?"

Chuntao sneered and said, "Yes, Aunt Liu, where are you going with this quilt? Is it that your bed is uncomfortable to sleep, so you came to this empty place to rest?

Liu Rong looked at the two, but felt speechless.

Chuntao's eyes turned around and walked forward. She walked around Liu Rong and suddenly smiled and said, "Aunt Liu, why is this quilt so familiar... Oh, by the way, I remember that Aunt Liu's quilt is exactly the same as the bed that has been covered by our young lady. If you don't look at it carefully If so, I really can't see it. ...Aunt Liu, tell me, did you just go through the wrong door and bring the quilt covered by my young lady?

Liu Rong looked at Chuntao and squeezed her lips hard, but she didn't say anything.

When Mother Wang saw that Liu Rong didn't say anything, she boldly stepped forward and said, "Nonsense, how can the quilt held by our aunt be your master... Wasn't you wrong?"

Chuntao looked at Liu Rong, just smiling and sneering, but didn't say anything.

Duan Qingming on one side stepped forward and smiled and said, "Mother Wang, don't deny it. This quilt is really the bed covered by Aunt Du... Don't ask me how I know, because this quilt is mine. How can I not recognize what I have covered?"

M Mother Wang's hand couldn't help shaking. She suddenly felt that she and Liu Rong seemed to have fallen into a preset trap, and now, no matter what, there is no way to escape.

M Mother Wang suddenly sneered and said, "Miss, Miss Chuntao, I don't know what you mean. But this quilt was made by the old slave. I wanted to give it to the second lady. When I passed by, it was convenient for the old slave to wait for a while. Why did I see so many people here as soon as I came out... Moreover, what else did you say? Say that this quilt is the lady's? The old slave really doesn't understand..."

Duan Qingming glanced at Mother Wang and suddenly smiled and said, " M Mother Wang, haven't you heard of the story of throwing a stone at your feet? The bed in your hand is obviously my quilt. Yesterday, I just gave it to Aunt Du. How come it turned out to be what you did and give to Sister Lan..."

Mother Wang's face turned pale.

Duan Zheng didn't go to see Mother Wang. He just looked at Liu Rong, bowed his head and asked, "Ronger, should you tell me what's going on?"

Liu Rong lowered her head and was silent for a long time before saying, "Yes, this quilt is indeed made in imitation of the lady's quilt. Lan'er has been clamoring that the quilt is thick and hot these days, so I asked Mother Wang to make a temporary one... Well, there are many things to do these two days. As soon as the concubine was about to send it to Lan'er, she met you..."

Liu Rong's voice became lower and lower. In the end, it became almost inaudible like mosquito humming.

Obviously, the quilt is a quilt. Even if it comes out of a house, the color of the natural cloth will be similar. Even if it is not, Liu Rong can go out to buy it. However, why did Duan Qingming say that the quilt was hers at this meeting? This had to make Liu Rong feel suspicious.

However, the most important thing now is Duan Zheng.

Duan Zheng is here, and Liu Rong has to be careful no matter what she says, because if she says a wrong sentence, I really don't know how many sentences to cover it up.

After listening to Liu Rong's words, Chuntao sneered first: "Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu, do you still want to deceive people now... As soon as the young lady's man left, you secretly took her quilt and left. Are you afraid that the young lady will come to you at night in the spirit of heaven?"

Liu Rong glanced at Chuntao and said lightly, "Chuntao, where are you talking about? I know you feel sad about losing Miss Du, but you can't say that the quilt in my hand belongs to your lady in the middle of the night... Today, this wooden coffin is ready, and Miss Du has entered the coffin. What kind of quilt do you cover? You are really joking."

Liu Rong said while inadvertently glanced at Duan Zheng. The other party just looked at her with a strange look, like a dark surge in the well, so deep that people couldn't see the bottom.

Hearing that Liu Rong was still quibious, Chuntao shook her head and said, "Today, I finally know what it means to cry if you don't see the coffin... Aunt Liu, you will soon know that you are throwing a stone and hitting your feet."

Liu Rong only felt a jump. But she still said with a cold face, "Chuntao, at least you are also standing on the territory of Duanfu, saying that you are not a maidservant, and that you are not guests. Why do you talk to me like this?"

Chuntao finally made no sound. She shook her head, and then left a little back and said, "Liu Rong, I just advise you... The end of the game will be very sad, and you will soon know."

Chuntao's words were sure and cold, which made Liu Rong jump again.

Duan Zheng strode over. He grabbed Liu Rong's sleeve, lowered his head, and said to him fiercely, "Ronger, I only ask you once... Did you do it?"

Duan Zheng's voice is full of anger and madness, and it is like the eye of a hurricane, which seems to swallow everything in an instant.

Liu Rong closed her eyes and whispered, "Master...not..."

There is no chance to go on with the following words.

Duan Zheng suddenly shook Liu Rong hard, and then gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "You still don't admit it until now?"

Liu Rong suddenly felt that her eyes were dry.

Today's Duan Zheng, so strange and cold, seems to be an angry lion that will tear her to pieces at any time.

Liu Rong was dumped in a circle and almost fell down. She stood up with hard support for the flowers and trees on one side, looked at Duan Zheng, and said sadly, "Sir."

It seems that Liu Rong has a lot to say. It seems that it is useless for her to say anything at this time. Liu Rong looked at Duan Zheng pitifully, as if she wanted Duan Zheng's eyes to be gentle to herself.

However, Duan Zheng has turned around. He didn't look at Liu Rong, but said coldly, "The person who just stole your quilt has done everything."