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

Chapter 153
The moment Zhao Zhen heard the news of Mrs. Zhao's death for the first time, his mind was struck by lightning, and he froze on the ground, like an ice sculpture, motionless.

"Mother..." he murmured.

Yun Qianhan saw many people rushing past him, hurriedly pulled him, sobbing: "Third young master, what should we do?"

Mrs. Zhao is dead, Zhao Zhen may not be in trouble, but she will definitely not end well.

It was only then that Zhao Zhen remembered Yun Qianhan's situation, and his palms were sweating.

How to do?
These words echoed in Zhao Zhen's mind. Hearing the hustle and bustle of voices, he suddenly squeezed Yun Qianhan's hand, pulled her to turn around, went out from the side door of the yard, and ran all the way towards the stable.

"go!"

So far, they have no choice but to force their way out.

"Get out of the way, young master!" Zhao Zhen pulled a horse out of the mansion's stable, pulled Yun Qianhan onto the horse, protected her in front of him, and galloped out.

The horseshoes scraped through the slush, and the fierce sound of the horseshoes caused the servants on the side of the road to be frightened, and they stepped aside one after another, watching the two of them rush out of the gate.

Zhao Wuya led a large group of people to rush out, looked at the backs of the two who were going away, and said angrily: "Go and catch this rebellious son!"

All of a sudden, Zhao's guards chased after him one after another.

Zhao Wuya asked someone to lead a horse for him, and after getting on the horse, he went to give chase.

At this time, Zhao Chu walked out of the mansion slowly with the help of the maid, and said: "Father, why don't you let me follow, let me persuade the third brother."

Persuade?Zhao Wuya was furious, if he could be persuaded, Zhao Zhen should have changed his mind a few months ago.

"Chu'er, take good care of your body. You don't need to worry about Zhen'er's affairs." Zhao Wuya sighed helplessly.

Zhao Chu said, "Father, do you really think that the third brother angered the mother to death? Don't you think there is something strange about the sudden sudden death of the mother?"

Zhao Wuya's face was slightly condensed, and he didn't answer.

He was very disappointed in Mrs. Zhao.Recently, he also learned that several of his most beloved concubines died of miscarriages because of Mrs. Zhao, and he didn't want to keep her for a long time, but because of her status as the first wife, he couldn't be caught Because of the handle, Mrs. Zhao was not divorced.

Now that Mrs. Zhao is gone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it was too late to be happy.

He sent people to chase Zhao Zhen, but he just didn't want outsiders to know that Zhao Zhen hooked up with his uncle's concubine's house and pissed off his mother to death.

"Chu'er, what's wrong with your mother's death, we'll discuss it after my father returns." Immediately afterwards, Zhao Wuya still got on his horse and chased after him.

"Young Master...this..." asked the servant beside Zhao Chu.

Zhao Chu's eyes darkened, and then he ordered: "Take care of Da Furen's body first, don't allow anyone to approach, and find her for an autopsy as soon as possible."

"Then, prepare a carriage for this Marquis, and this Marquis will personally persuade the third younger brother."

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In the boundless heavy snow, Zhao Zhen and Yun Qianhan ran for an unknown amount of time, and they ran up a small hillside. The snow covered the horse's hooves, and the horse was too tired, and it was about to die down.

Yun Qianhan was far away from the vast land, and couldn't bear the bitter winter wind, so he leaned his head on Zhao Zhen's chest and asked in a low voice: "Third Young Master, no one will chase you here, right?"

The wedding dress she was wearing had not yet been changed in the future, and it added bright red to the white snow.There were several openings on it, and the skin inside could be seen. The cold wind poured in through the openings, making her tremble all over.

Zhao Zhen looked around, took off his crane cloak, put it on her body, and covered her tightly.

"No one will chase me any more." Zhao Zhen hugged her tightly and said, "We can go to another place."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a group of dark guards appeared around the hillside, everyone holding bows and crossbows, aiming at them.

Zhao Wuya was riding a horse in the front, his face was livid.

Then, a blue curtained carriage slowly appeared in the field of vision of Zhao Zhen and Yun Qianhan, the curtain was lifted, and Yun Qianhan's eyes reflected Zhao Chu's face.

"Master Hou, are we going directly to capture the third young master?" The guards looked at Zhao Zhen so desperately protecting Yun Qianhan in his arms, and felt that even if they were captured, it would be useless.

Without waiting for Zhao Wuya to speak, Zhao Chu in the carriage said, "Third young master, catch him alive. Aunt Han, I want to see the dead body."

One sentence is like a death sentence for Yun Qianhan, and the guards are about to shoot arrows at Yun Qianhan.

After a while, not far from the hillside, another delicate carriage with a scarlet color opened the curtain with a pair of pure white hands like porcelain. After Yun Qianhan saw clearly the appearance of the woman sitting in the carriage, she gasped back. He took a breath, and at the same time, he felt like he was suddenly grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Little Marquis, I can tell you something, but please don't kill me." Yun Qianhan said to Zhao Chu calmly, "One thing about Feng Xihe."

Zhao Chu slightly raised his eyebrows, and without even thinking about it, he agreed, "Okay, if your answer satisfies Ben Hou, I will give you a way out."

Zhao Zhen held her in his arms, and sighed vigilantly: "Han'er, why are you so stupid? Stupid enough to make a deal with my elder brother."

Even if what Yun Qianhan said satisfies Zhao Chu, Zhao Chu will never let her go.

Zhao Chu ignored Zhao Zhen's obstruction, picked up a gentle smile, looked at Yun Qianhan and said, "Aunt Han, please tell me, this Marquis's patience is limited. If you wait a few more breaths, you haven't said it yet. Bows and arrows don't have eyes."

Not far away, in the scarlet carriage, when Qian Yun heard the conversation between Zhao Chu and Yun Qianhan, she nervously asked Feng Xihe, "Miss, if it wasn't for someone to stop her."

It would be bad if Yun Qianhan really knew something.

"Let her go." Feng Xihe hugged the stove, his eyes were cold.

Here, Zhao Chu has already started counting the time. Seeing that he couldn't drag it any longer, Yun Qianhan pointed to Feng Xihe's carriage, and hurriedly said: "Feng Xihe, she...she can be poisonous, young master, you are poisoned She did it. If you can let me live, I can help you to inform His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

"This, the Marquis already knew." After Zhao Chu heard this, he sneered disdainfully, "Aunt Han, the bargaining chip you gave is too shameful."

Then, he raised his hand, signaling the guards to release arrows.

Yun Qianhan was startled, feeling that she was on the verge of death, she hurriedly shouted to Feng Xihe: "Princess Yu, you...you save me, I will tell you about my elder sister."

"Also, Feng Er..."

"Aunt Han, you are enough. I already knew what you said." Feng Xihe raised his eyes and interrupted Yun Qianhan's words.

If Yun Qianhan was allowed to tell about Feng Qingyue in front of Zhao Chu, then Zhao Chu should focus on Feng Qingyue again.

Qian Yun sighed slightly: "Is this Aunt Han desperate? She actually thought you would save her."

Seeing Feng Xihe ignoring him, Yun Qianhan only felt the white flowers in front of his eyes, almost dizzy.

With trembling hands, she grabbed Zhao Zhen's sleeves, raised her eyes, leaned into his arms earnestly and said, "Third Young Master, you said you wanted to take me to a paradise. Then you can take me there now, okay? "

There were two lines of tears overflowing from the eyes, Zhao Zhen's heartstrings were touched, and he said tenderly: "Okay."

Then, he turned his head away, and hugged Yun Qianhan tightly in his arms, preventing her from exposing any vital parts.

He yelled bravely and fearlessly: "Father, big brother, take care, if you insist on putting her to death, you have to step over my dead body first!"

"Nizi!" Zhao Wuya scolded angrily. He originally wanted to blame Yun Qianhan for Mrs. Zhao's death, but Zhao Zhen didn't even recognize his family and even his life because of her.

Zhao Chu took a sip of hot tea indifferently, lowered his eyes and said, "Fire the arrow!"

The guards looked back in surprise, and reconfirmed, "Young Master, if you want to shoot an arrow for Aunt Han, you have to pass the Third Young Master first."

Yun Qianhan huddled in Zhao Zhen's arms, not daring to raise her head.

When she heard Zhao Chu's iron-like, unwilling to change words, she felt even more desperate, so she could only cry to Zhao Zhen again: "Third young master, take me away. As long as you take me away, we will have a good relationship in the future." A family, I will give birth to many children for you, when we are old, we can have a house full of children and grandchildren, and we can walk together in the sunset..."

However, before Yun Qianhan finished speaking, Zhao Chu asked the guards to shoot arrows again.

"Don't worry about the third young master. If the third young master insists on doing so, let him accompany Aunt Han."

Yun Qianhan must die today, otherwise, if Zhao Zhen hangs around with her any longer, the Zhao family will be dragged down even more.

After the words fell, Zhao Zhen raised his eyes in disbelief, his heart suddenly turned cold, this was what his elder brother said.

Afterwards, he hurriedly grabbed the rein, kicked the horse's belly with his legs, and urged the horse to run with its last strength.

Rows of arrows hit their backs like meteors, shooting into Zhao Zhen's back in a chaotic manner.

Zhao Zhen and Yun Qianhan spewed out blood one after the other.Zhao Chu asked them to use gravity, and the arrow was enough to pass through Zhao Zhen's abdomen and land on Yun Qianhan.

The horse's leg was hit by an arrow, and it fell to the side, throwing the two of them heavily to the ground.

The two hugged each other and rolled down the hillside, their clothes were covered with white snow, and the blood flowed out, dyeing the snow red in a large area.

Zhao Chu got out of the carriage, walked over slowly, looked down at the two of them, and said indifferently: "Take the third young master back to the mansion, find a doctor for treatment, and throw Aunt Han to the mass grave."

The warm sun at noon was shining on the snow, but Zhao Zhen only felt that the sky and the earth were dark in front of him. Before he closed his eyes, those were the last words he heard.

Not long after, Feng Xi and the guards who watched Zhao's family dispersed one after another, and asked Qian Yun to put down the curtain.

"Qianyun, let's go home." She hugged the stove, a puff of heat was bubbling inside the carriage, which was isolated from the ice and snow outside.

Qian Yun smiled and said: "It's time to go back, otherwise, if you sneak out, if the prince finds out, he won't blame you, but he will blame others for not being optimistic about you."

In fact, she knew in her heart that Gu Shiyin not only turned a blind eye to Feng Xi and her own behavior of running out, but also silently sent someone out to follow in secret.

Feng Xihe's cheeks were tinged with crimson, and he lowered his head slightly.

But halfway through the carriage, it stopped suddenly.

I only heard the coachman say: "My lord, there is someone blocking the way ahead."

(End of this chapter)