Chapter 743 The Truth About Dumplings

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In the past two or three years, Shen Yunya has too many contacts, and now she is a student of Shangxue School, and the masters there are all protective of their weaknesses, and will help protect their weaknesses, so Shen Yunya can't be moved at all for a while.

"After I died, Brother Jin had eaten dumplings, right?" Feng Tianlan asked.

Thinking of that period of time, Xi Jin's decadence and desire to die, Celine nodded, "Brother Huang almost couldn't survive, it was Shen Yunya who brought a bowl of dumplings to Brother Huang, and then Brother Huang didn't get drunk day and night, I also cheered up, I remember Brother Huang said that you were dying of illness, but you still insisted on making dumplings yourself, and Shen Yunya put them in the ice cellar to freeze, that's why."

Thinking of Xi Jin eating the dumpling that he thought was his last hope that night when he was most hopeless, Feng Tianlan closed his eyes in pain.

Seeing that Feng Tianlan's expression was a little off, Celine suddenly had a bad feeling, "Dai'er, didn't you make those dumplings? Is there something wrong? Could it be that Shen Yunya made some kind of soup in it? "

Otherwise, how could Brother Huang trust Shen Yunya again and again, and marry her so firmly?

Feng Tianlan shook her head, and said with great difficulty, "Those are my bones, those are my face, and those are my eyes."

"What?" Celine's eyes widened in horror, did she hear correctly?

She must have heard it wrong, maybe Dai Er didn't mean it at all.

"The soup made from the knee bone, the dumpling wrappers made from the cheeks, and the stuffing made from the eyes, all these two of them made it from me with their own hands."

Before Feng Tianlan finished speaking, Celine felt her stomach tumbling, then ran to the side, bent over and vomited directly. This was more terrifying than drinking ** soup. How did Shen Yunya do it.

Feng Tianlan closed her eyes gently, two drops of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes, even though almost three years had passed, as long as she thought of the betrayal at that time, as long as she thought of what brother Jin ate, she still couldn't help but feel heartache.

For the best cousin, the best Jiang Ying, for the emotional betrayal of those ten years, for the poor Xi Jin who ate dumplings without knowing it.

Except for Jiang Ying and Shen Yunya, how many other innocent people have to pay various prices for their selfish desires, how can one not feel heartbroken?

Celine vomited until she couldn't bear the yellow bile, she sat weakly on the ground, she couldn't help crying for a long time, she covered her face and cried, "I'm sorry, I don't know, we don't know anything. in this way……"

They didn't know about this, and they even joked with the murderer, and now the emperor wants to marry the murderer, and that dumpling...

If the emperor knows, what will happen? going crazy?

As long as she thinks about these derivative consequences, Celine can't help feeling guilty and afraid in her heart. What kind of bastard things have they done in the past few years? As good friends, why didn't they find out earlier.

Let her die in vain for nearly three years.

"So, Sister Lin, I can't tell Brother Jin that I am Dai'er, it will ruin him." Feng Tianlan raised his hand to gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

If there was no such thing as dumplings, we would have recognized each other long ago, so why wait until now.

Just thinking about that, all of Celine's words ended up being, "I'm sorry."

Even if it was her, she agreed that this matter should not be said at this time, because she did not want to ruin Brother Huang.

"Don't tell others about this. Mo Bai doesn't know about it either. If he knew, Brother Jin would kill him even if he didn't know about it."