The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 132 Ethics, Anger

"Third Young Master..." Yun Qianhan tried her best to approach Zhao Zhen, she was terrified, if even Zhao Zhen gave up on her, then she would definitely not survive tonight.

Zhao Zhen's brows were furrowed, and he clenched his fists, as if hesitating what to say.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao waved at him, and persuaded him wholeheartedly: "Zhen'er, come to Mother."

Unexpectedly, after thinking about it for a while, Zhao Zhen suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down, and said solemnly: "Mother, Han'er and I are in love with each other, please help us and let us live! Tonight, I will take Han'er is gone and will never come back again, you will treat us as if we have never been at home."

"You...you don't even want this house because of her!" Mrs. Zhao was so angry that her face turned blue and her fingers were trembling. , and tried to seduce the third young master, took her to soak in the pig cage, and she will sink into the river tonight!"

"Third young master, I don't want to, I don't want to leave you." Yun Qianhan hugged Zhao Zhen tightly, and squeezed her head into his embrace, unwilling to let go.

At this moment, Zhao Wuyong strode across the threshold, while cursing, he drew the knife out of the servant's hand.

"Stinky bitch, see if I don't kill you today!"

Tonight was originally an extremely wonderful night for him. He hugged left and right on the Qinhuai River, and the flowers bloomed before the moon.Unexpectedly, his servant suddenly ran over and disturbed his elegant mood, saying that the backyard of the house was on fire.

When he came back to see, not only was the backyard on fire, his concubine even put on a big green hat for him.Thanks to him, he really thought that Zhao Zhen really had a heart for him.

"Uncle, calm down, don't hurt Han'er!" Zhao Zhen quickly stretched out his arms, and resolutely stood in front of Yun Qianhan.

Zhao Wuyong raised his saber halfway, and when he saw Zhao Zhen's face, he stopped temporarily,

The fat on his face trembled, he gritted his teeth and said: "Third nephew, get out of the way, this bitch seduced me back then, and now she seduces you again, I don't know who else she will seduce in the future!"

Zhao Zhen resolutely refused to let go, and he vetoed: "Uncle, Han'er is not that kind of person, she has some difficulties!"

"Sorry!" Zhao Wuyong pushed Zhao Zhen in a fit of anger.

Zhao Zhen is a gentleman, so he was pushed away in no time.

Yun Qianhan saw the white knife slashing at her head, his eyes widened, he got up quickly, and wanted to escape outside.

"Brother, you really don't even like a concubine. What will others say about you in the future?" Aunt He sighed, and then she approached Mrs. Zhao and asked, "Mrs. Killed people?"

Mrs. Zhao took a few steps forward, and said coldly, "It's best to hack to death."

She wished that Zhao Wuyong would clean up Yun Qianhan, so that she would save a lot of trouble.

"Then let's see if Big Brother will be merciful." Aunt He smiled secretly, leading Mrs. Zhao to follow Zhao Wuyong.

Feng Xihe quietly pulled Qian Yun and stood aside, pretending to be watching a play.

After hearing Aunt He's words, Zhao Wuyong was even more annoyed, his eyes were red, and he suddenly stabbed the knife towards Yun Qianhan.

Yun Qianhan wanted to avoid it, but he was still stabbed in the leg, and immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing that Zhao Wuyong pulled out the blood-stained knife from her leg, and put on a look of wanting to eat people, she didn't even care about the pain in her leg, she stumbled and wanted to get up again.

Suddenly, she saw a hairpin on the ground, and in a hurry, without thinking too much, she immediately took it to protect herself.

"Don't come here!" Yun Qianhan clenched the hairpin tightly with both hands, her eyes were clouded with tears, her hair and clothes were messed up.

Zhao Wuyong shouted angrily: "Stinky bitch, you dare to threaten me with a broken hairpin, thinking that I'm afraid of you!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the red knife and wanted to stab Yun Qianhan in the heart.

Yun Qianhan panickedly aimed the sharp tail of the hairpin at Zhao Wuyong, and when Zhao Wuyong swung the knife, he closed his eyes and planned to fight.

However, she was hit by a knife in her leg, and she couldn't stand still, and suddenly staggered under her feet, and the hairpin that was stabbed was deviated from the direction.

I don't know who pushed her, her body tilted, and she fell towards Mrs. Zhao who was beside her.

Mrs. Zhao was caught off guard and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

When she was knocked down by Yun Qianhan, Yun Qianhan's hairpin had sunk into her chest, very close to her heart, almost killing her.

For a moment, everyone present was stunned, feeling that Yun Qianhan was going to die.

"Brother, you should take a look! The sky in this mansion is about to turn upside down!" Aunt He was heartbroken, and hurriedly ordered the maids to come over, and let the maids take Mrs. Zhao to heal her wounds first.

Zhao Wuyong was slightly astonished, and then he thought, if Zhao Wuya knew that it was Mrs. Zhao who was hurt by Yun Qianhan, wouldn't Zhao Wuya draw a line with him in the future?
How can that be done, Mrs. Zhao never cared about him, he was always supported by Zhao Wuya.

Thinking about it, Zhao Wuyong's eyes turned red, and he raised his knife to chop Yun Qianhan again.

And Zhao Zhen had already crawled over, tightly hugging Zhao Wuyong's thigh, not letting him take a step forward.

"Third Young Master, did she give you the ecstasy soup?" Aunt He sneered, and then she said heartbroken: "She almost killed your mother, but you still want to protect her!"

"Han'er is not to blame for this, she just accidentally missed it." Zhao Zhen stubbornly stopped Zhao Wuyong and said, "Uncle, if you want to kill her, kill me first! If she dies, I will kill her." Suicide immediately."

"Your head is in the water, no one wants this bitch to be put in a brothel, so you treat her as a treasure!" Zhao Wuyong felt his lungs were about to explode.

However, he still withdrew the knife, wondering in his heart that Yun Qianhan had such a charm that he could make Zhao Zhen fascinated.

However, with Zhao Zhen's words, he really didn't dare to do anything to Yun Qianhan.

In case something happened to Zhao Zhen, then Zhao Wuya should demand his life directly from him.

But Zhao Zhen looked back at Yun Qianhan, and said sincerely: "That's right, there is only one Han'er in the world, and I just regard her as a treasure."

Now, Zhao Zhen is Yun Qianhan's only life-saving straw, and Yun Qianhan will naturally not let go, only to see her raise her tearful eyes, choked up and said: "Third Young Master, don't stop the Eldest Master, you let me Go to hell!"

"Han'er can only repay your affection in the next life."

"No, Han'er, you'll be fine with me here. Big deal, I'll die with you." Zhao Zhen gently caressed Yun Qianhan's face with his hand, and suddenly felt that maybe Yun Qianhan didn't want to be with him before He eloped because he was afraid of hurting him.

"Hey." Aunt He said helplessly, "Take care of Third Young Master and Aunt Han first, and wait for Master Hou to come back to see what he means."

The servants of the Zhao family took orders one after another, and went to inform the guards of the Zhao family to come and surround the ancestral hall, so that not even a fly could fly out.

On the wall not far away, a plain white gauze dress floated by, Xiaomei Yun lowered her eyelashes, put away the excited look in her eyes, and finally chose to leave lightly.

Just when everyone was expressing sympathy for the pair of fateful mandarin ducks, a little maid ran in and said to Aunt He, "Auntie, the old lady is here."

When Aunt He heard this, she turned her face away and stood up respectfully.

Feng Xihe raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he heard the sound of the crutches hitting the ground, he looked back and saw Mrs. Zhao coming forward surrounded by a group of maidservants, leaning on a dragon-subduing wooden crutch.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down, Mrs. Zhao looked around, with a faint look of displeasure between her brows.

She didn't care about Zhao Zhen and Yun Qianhan's affairs, what she cared about was that the ancestral hall was burned, so the poison she kept in the ancestral hall must have suffered a lot.

"How did the ancestral hall catch fire?" She hit the ground heavily with her crutches, her words resounding.

Everyone took a few breaths and lowered their heads.

"Reporting to the old lady, it's..." After a while, Cuihuan stepped out of the crowd and said courageously, "Miss Feng set the fire."

After listening to Mrs. Zhao, she turned her head quietly, staring at Feng Xihe carefully with her cloudy eyes like poisonous snakes.

She knew that there was nothing good for this girl to appear.

"Did you set the fire?"

Feng Xihe was not afraid of her gaze, after looking at her for a while, he replied frankly: "That's right, it was Miss Ben who set the fire."

"This lady wants to avenge the last time in your family's ancestral hall. You know best what is in your family's ancestral hall."

Everyone was taken aback. They thought she would deny it, but they didn't expect to admit it so quickly.

However, her words also aroused their curiosity again. The old lady in her family has always acted strangely, and what kind of things are raised in the ancestral hall.

There was a trace of anger in Mrs. Zhao's heart, she walked slowly in front of Feng Xihe, without saying a word, and her eyes never left her.

"What do you want to do to our lady?" Qian Yun felt the chilly air emanating from her, and hurried over to block Feng Xihe.

"Heh..." Mrs. Zhao laughed suddenly, and a cold ghostly air came over her face.

"What are you doing? The ancestors of my Zhao family are enshrined in the ancestral hall. Many of them have made great contributions. Miss Feng, you burned down the ancestral hall of the Hou Mansion because you were disrespectful to the ancestors of the Zhao family. Don't ask for an explanation in front of the Holy One, and after a hundred years, what face do you have to go underground to meet your ancestors!"

Feng Xi said heartily, you have long since lost face to meet your ancestors.

"Your family's ancestral hall was almost gone, so you said you were going to ask for an explanation. That Miss Ben's life was almost gone. If you don't ask for an explanation, you can't justify it!"

"Then we'll see you in the palace! Prepare the car!" Mrs. Zhao slammed her crutches suddenly, bent her body, turned her head, and was supported by the maid to walk towards the gate.

"Miss, what should I do now?" Qian Yun whispered, "Do you want me to go back and invite the Duke to go to the palace?"

If it really came to Yuqian, it must be Feng Xihe who suffered.

"You don't have to bother grandpa in the middle of the night. We just follow her there." Feng Xihe said lightly, and then she walked out at leisure.

(End of this chapter)