Three-year-old Little Dragon: I'm the Pampered Darling in the Villain's House

Chapter 467: The soldiers are coming to stop you

467 chapter

"Wake up and you're about to die?" What do you mean you're about to die?Why can’t you just wake up?

Song Weiguo didn't care about asking any more questions and strode into the house.He has been running around for the past few days and has no time to clean himself up, so he looks very sloppy and smells like paste.

Xuan Xuan ran anxiously behind Song Zhao, running hard with his short legs, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dad, starting from yesterday, thunder struck Xing Xing, and then grandma blocked him, so Xing Xing He started vomiting blood and stopped in the afternoon."

Song Weiguo couldn't hear these words. He could only see the little guy lying on the kang, but it was Song Jiyuan with a stern look on his face.When Xingxing vomited blood... it seemed that it was when they killed Mu Mansion. Could it be that they had committed another crime?

But those people deserve to die. This is not the first time this has happened...

Song Weiguo and Jiang Wan rushed into the room quickly, and Li Chengqian stayed by Xingxing's side. As for Mrs. Song, she was sitting not far away, screaming and cursing all the time.

Seeing Song Weiguo and the others coming in, Mrs. Song didn't say anything. She handed Xingxing over to them with confidence, and then went to the yard to curse.

They hadn't seen each other for just a few days, and Xingxing had already lost a lot of weight. Song Zhao quickly came over and stepped forward to check Xingxing's pulse.

Before taking Xingxing's pulse, Song Zhao was still looking forward to it, hoping that Xingxing's pulse would be the same as before and that he was not injured at all, but... he could guess just from the cub's skinny condition this time, and it would definitely not be the case. It would be what Song Zhao expected.

Sure enough, after checking Xingxing's pulse, Song Zhao's face dropped.

"Dad, how is Xingxing's pulse?" Song Weiguo asked Song Zhao.

Song Zhao sighed: "It will take at least three months to nurse. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the roots."

"Madam, you rest here while I stew chicken to replenish your health." Song Weiguo walked outside quickly, his steps were fast and urgent, and the bloodshot eyes could no longer be hidden.

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Wang's injury was very serious, and Li Shuisheng couldn't take care of the small restaurant, so he took care of Wang at home with Li Chengqian. Li Chengqian could cook now. When Li Shuisheng was too busy, he would step on the small bench and wave. He was cooking with a shovel. During the few days of waiting at the Song family, he also learned a lot from Xuan Xuan.

On this day, Li Chengqian heard that Xingxing had woken up and was able to eat obediently. He told Li Shuisheng that he would go to Zhuangzi next door to have a look. However, before he got to the Song family, this guy with a very middle-class name At the entrance of Wolong Villa, I was attracted by the movement of horses galloping in the distance.

"Someone from the government is here." He turned his head and met the eyes of Song Jiyuan who had just come out. Li Chengqian narrowed his eyes and said.

Song Jiyuan didn't even raise his head, picked up Li Chengqian and walked into the house.

"It seems to be Jiang Feng." Li Chengqian felt that it was really humiliating for him to be carried around by Song Jiyuan all the time.

Song Jiyuan gave an expressionless hum and carried Li Chengqian into the house. Inside, Xingxing was leaning on Mrs. Song's arms and drinking chicken soup.

Seeing Li Chengqian coming, she grinned weakly.

"Uncle Song, someone from the government is here." Li Chengqian said, "If someone comes at this time, nothing good will happen."

As soon as Li Chengqian finished speaking, Mrs. Song's warm hands fell up, touched his head, and said: "The child frowns all day long like the little old man... Just come, let's Don’t be afraid of him.”

Li Chengqian: "..."

(End of this chapter)