Chapter 12 How do you help her speak?

Li immediately glanced at Chun Hong, who was already trembling with fear, and walked towards her angrily.

He grabbed her hair and cursed.

"You are a little bitch. At a young age, you persuade the young master to do such a sinful thing. Where did you buy this scorpion?"

Poor Mellow, his frail body kept trembling.

Looking at the angry Li, his mouth was open, but he didn't know how to defend himself.

"Don't think that if you don't speak, I won't know what you did. Let me tell you, if you don't tell the truth, I will have to produce evidence, and then your family may not be able to escape the blame."

When Chunhong heard this, she was so frightened that she burst into tears.

She cannot harm her family.

Li kept saying that he had evidence in his hands, but in fact, there was nothing at all.

Even if there is, she will not take it out, otherwise she will admit that Song Lianmu plotted against Song Baoling, and things may get even more out of control by then.

"You say it or you don't say it!"

Li Shi shouted sharply, seeing that Chunhong was still silent, she could only grit her teeth and shout to Qingrong, the maid behind her: "Qingrong, go and bring Chunhong's mother over and see what they discussed yesterday.

Something good happened.”

"yes!"

Qingrong responded immediately. Before she could leave, Chunhong had already crawled in front of her, holding her clothes tightly.

"Sister Qingrong, please...please don't go, I said...I said!"

Chunhong fell to the ground with tears streaming down her face, her whole face turned ashen.

"It was my servant who incited the third young master to buy poisonous scorpions to plot against the fourth young lady. Madam, I plead guilty. Please don't punish the third young master. This matter has nothing to do with the third young master."

"You're such a snake-hearted little bitch, Brother Mu almost got you killed."

Li Shi kicked Chun Hong hard. Although she was still angry, she thought of her son and endured it.

"Mom, look, Chunhong has taken the initiative to admit it. Mu'er is really not to blame for this, so just let him go."

Mrs. Song frowned and looked at Mr. Li angrily.

Is this to fool Prince Chengyang like a fool?

"Old madam, it was really my slave who instigated the Third Young Master. Please spare him. I will bear all the blame."

"How do you afford it?"

Just when Chunhong wanted to shoulder all the blame, Jun Tingsheng led Song Baoling to her.

"Do you think your life is comparable to Ling'er's?"

"I don't dare to compete with Miss Ling'er. Everything is because of my own obsession. Please spare me, the prince." Faced with Jun Tingsheng's fierce and sinister eyes, Chunhong lay on the ground shivering.

"My slave will never be able to atone for his sins if he dies. Now I can only die to apologize. Please stop blaming the Third Young Master."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chunhong, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up and rushed towards the pillar not far away.

"Stop him!" Song Baoling exclaimed.

Before anyone could react, Jun Tingsheng took action and kicked the pebbles flying to the ground, hitting Chun Hong directly on the calf.

Chunhong suddenly fell over and landed on her face, instantly creating a big hole.

Song Baoling wrinkled her chubby little face and looked at Jun Tingsheng beside her: "Uncle, I think she is quite pitiful, why don't we just forget about it?"

"Little fool, she wants to harm you, how can you help her speak up?"

Jun Tingsheng pursed her lips, squinted her eyes, and looked at Song Baoling carefully.

"Anyway, I'm fine. I'll just treat it as a blessing. But this person must not stay in the house."

Song Baoling looked at Chun Hong who was lying limply on the ground, and sighed helplessly. In this matter, she was just a scapegoat, not to mention that she couldn't feel any black energy in her body.

Jun Tingsheng was amused by Song Baoling's words, touched her soft hair, and said with a smile: "Then let the old lady handle it."

When Li saw that Jun Tingsheng was not going to interfere in this matter, she felt relieved.

Given the old lady's concern for men, she would definitely not punish Mu'er severely.

She looked at Mrs. Song with burning eyes. Although she did not speak, the meaning in her eyes was very clear.

"That's all. Since Chunhong admits that she was the one who instigated this incident, let's sell her out."

Mrs. Song sighed, looked at Mr. Li and Song Lianmu next to Mr. Li, pursed her lips and said: "Ms. Li, you are not strict in discipline, that's why this happened, I will fine you half a year's silver, brother Mu."

Confined to the house for half a month."

Jun Tingsheng frowned, very dissatisfied with this mild punishment.

"The old lady is really a good mother-in-law and a good grandmother. She has committed such a big thing and exposed it so lightly, and she is not afraid that it will be biased if it is spread out?"

Mrs. Song originally thought that Jun Tingsheng would be satisfied with this move, but she didn't expect him to say such words, and she immediately stood there in embarrassment.

"I wonder how the prince thinks it should be handled properly?"

"Grandma, little uncle, that's it!"

Song Baoling raised her head and looked at the two of them, raising the corners of her mouth to reveal a small dimple.

"I don't think Third Brother has any intentions. You have to be merciful and don't care too much."

"You kid..." Mrs. Song choked slightly, feeling even more sorry for her.

Although Jun Tingsheng was dissatisfied, since Song Baoling no longer cared about this matter, he didn't hold on to it, but just frowned, a little unhappy.

Song Baoling looked up and saw that Jun Tingsheng was not very happy, so she took his hand and shook him coquettishly.

"Little uncle, the Lantern Festival is coming soon, can you teach me how to make lanterns? I can't draw, can you help me?"

"good!"

Jun Tingsheng laughed dumbly, but he didn't expect that this little girl was quite discerning.

Jun Tingsheng took Song Baoling out of the front yard, and when they returned to the backyard, they accidentally passed Song Baozhu's house. Song Baoling stopped suddenly, covering her chest and looking a little ugly.

"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?"

Jun Tingsheng thought that the toxins in her body had not come into contact yet, so he picked her up.

"Uncle, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Song Baoling covered her chest, her little face very pale.

She looked at Song Baozhu's house and always felt that there was something bad here, so she kept suppressing Song Baozhu, so that even she would be affected when she passed by.

"Is it because the toxin just now was not completely treated? My uncle will ask Liang Yi to call a doctor."

Jun Tingsheng saw that she was in pain, and it was even harder than herself. He immediately ordered Liang Yi without looking back, "Quick, go and ask the doctor to come over..."

"No! No need!" Song Baoling grabbed Jun Tingsheng's collar and frowned: "No, it's not that the toxins have not been cleaned up. It's because there seems to be something staring at me around the eldest sister's house. I'm a little scared."

Jun Tingsheng's brows wrinkled more and more, and his stern facial features almost wrinkled into a ball.

"Liang Yi, take people to look around immediately. Don't let go of any clues."

"yes!"

Liang Yi took the order and immediately led his men to search around Song Baozhu's room.

Jun Tingsheng took Song Baoling to the pavilion opposite Song Baozhu's room to rest. Because they were far away, Song Baoling's expression softened slightly, but she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Song Baoling frowned, feeling the urge to leave here.

"Sir, I found it!"
Chapter completed!