Chapter 594
Chapter 594
Chapter 594
It’s more than terrifying!
Yan Sanhe looked at Zhu Yuanmo's face, thinking about everything Mao had said to her, and felt an indescribable coldness in his heart.
"Now, I can finally understand why when my wife had a difficult time giving birth to you, Zhu Xuanjiu didn't hesitate to say the word 'bao Da'."
Little Mr. Pei slapped the table and said angrily: "Because he has not yet taken the position of the head of the family, and his wife is dead, who will support him? Who should he borrow luck from?"
"Zhu Yuanmo."
Yan Sanhe: "Even if he is a son, under the circumstances, you, the eldest son, are worthless in his eyes."
"Miss Yan, stop talking, please stop talking."
Zhu Yuanmo's voice was filled with unspeakable pain.
"If you don't tell him, how can you peel off the human skin he's wearing layer by layer? If you don't peel it off, how can you transform his thoughts and demons?"
Yan Sanhe's tone was stern.
"I arranged my wife to live in this courtyard, saying it is the best for her health, but I still live in Haitang Courtyard. What is the reality? There are actually eight formations and seven killing formations waiting for me!"
"I bother!"
Li Buyan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "He also made excuses that Mr. Mao snored, and also said that he didn't want Mr. Mao to suffer with him. He was full of lies."
Yan Sanhe: "I calculated that my end was approaching, so I shamelessly asked my wife to go to the temple to burn incense and pray for him. My wife felt sorry for him, so she went to the temple on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, rain or shine."
Xie Zhifei felt strong from nowhere and answered: "My wife doesn't know that Zhu Xuanjiu did too many bad things because he was afraid of going to hell after death."
Yan Sanhe: "He was sick and refused to let his wife take care of him. He said he was distressed, but what about the reality? In fact, he wanted to take advantage of Mao's good fortune to let himself live a little longer."
Ding stood up quickly, "If something happens to my wife, you Zhu family's children and grandchildren will have no one to protect you!"
After saying that, he realized something was wrong, looked around, and quickly sat down with his head shrinking.
Mom.
Following Miss Yan, I have become so bold that I dare to challenge the Zhu family?
Yan Sanhe: "Why do you obey your wife's advice?
fake.
Why do you think you are obsessed with your wife?
fake.
What decades of love between husband and wife?
fake.
What is a pair of people for a lifetime?
All are false. "
As the last word fell, everyone felt a wave of cold air hit their faces.
Not only the Zhu family, but also the faces of Xie Zhifei and the others were too ugly to describe.
Especially Zhu Weixi, she was probably really frightened, her whole body was trembling and her teeth made a rattling sound.
Zhu Yuanmo looked at his sister and wanted to comfort her, but how to comfort her?
An hour ago, the three brothers were slumped in the snow, unable to cry or shout, as if a big hand was strangling their throats.
Finally, the third brother fell on the snow, his limbs curled up, and he made a sound like a wounded animal.
This was his roar, and it was also the unspeakable pain of all the children of the Zhu family.
It really hurts!
Like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.
That's their biological father!
"Zhu Yuanmo, your father Zhu Xuanjiu is a complete hypocrite. He looks elegant and gentle on the outside, but is actually extremely vicious. The crow that fell from the sky and rushed into the well..."
Yan Sanhe paused, "Maybe it's one of the undead souls killed by him who can't wait to reveal his true identity."
Little Master Pei shivered, "Why do I think it's the eldest master?"
Li Buyan nodded: "What you think is what I think."
Little Master Pei: "..."
After hearing what little Master Pei said, Yan Sanhe's heart sank suddenly.
If a crow represents an undead, then aren't all the crows in the underworld the people Zhu Xuanjiu killed?
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly saw Xie Zhifei's eyes looking towards her. He hesitated to speak, but at the same time, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Yan Sanhe's eyes widened: Do you think so too?
Xie Zhifei closed his eyes: Girl, I feel the same way.
Yan Sanhe opened his eyes as wide as possible: How many thousands of people?
Xie Zhifei closed his eyes again: Thousands of people!
Yan Sanhe's head was buzzing.
She suddenly thought of the fear that welled up in her heart and the panic that made her want to run away when she sensed this inner demon for the first time... It's over!
These things may really be just the tip of the iceberg.
But it's not right.
Yan Sanhe frowned.
The inner demon is a demon that Zhu Xuanjiu had thoughts during his lifetime and was formed after his death.
Is it possible that after his death he felt regretful and wanted to reveal the evil deeds he had done one by one and repent?
"Miss Yan, Miss Yan."
"what?"
Yan Sanhe came to his senses.
Zhu Yuanmo, who slowly regained his breath, asked: "We have figured out his identity, have you discovered anything on the other end?"
"Have!"
Perhaps the word "you" was so sonorous and powerful that even Zhu Weixi stopped trembling, held the handkerchief and raised his ears to listen to what Yan Sanhe said.
However, Yan Sanhe did not speak, but stood up and paced back and forth in the main room.
Obviously, she was thinking about something.
No one dared to rush her.
Everyone's eyes followed her footsteps, swaying back and forth.
Yan Sanli had a good idea and finally spoke.
"Zhu Xuanjiu's real purpose in marrying Mao was because of Mao's unique good fortune. This good fortune made it easier for him to compete for the head of the Zhu family. He had no affection for Mao.
Therefore, the concubine's rise to power was not at all due to his extraordinary talent, but because of his careful planning through the Peach Blossom Well and the Ding Nail.
He asked her to move into the new house in order to resolve the backlash and divine punishment for his evil deeds.Zhu Yuanmo, you have no objection to these two points, right? "
Zhu Yuanmo shook his head.
What other objections are there? I already understand them and I can’t understand them any more.
"The incident at Taohuajing happened when Zhu Xuanjiu was seven or eight years old. From that time, or even earlier, Zhu Xuanjiu had thoughts about the head of the Zhu family and was slowly planning on it."
Yan Sanhe walked up to Zhu Yuanmo and said, "Is this speculation correct?"
Zhu Yuanmo: "Yes."
Yan Sanhe: "When we were seven or eight years old, we were still ignorant and didn't understand anything. But when Zhu Xuanjiu was seven or eight years old, he had already set lofty goals. Why is this?"
Everyone was taken aback by the question.
Yes, why?
Yan Sanhe: "Because of one person."
Zhu Yuanmo's pupils suddenly shrank: "Who?"
Yan San opened his lips and softly uttered three words.
"Aunt Fu."
These three words made Xie Zhifei, Mr. Pei and Li Buyan's hearts surge.
I'm coming.
From being seduced all the way in Jietai Temple to now, she is finally willing to tell the truth!
These three words also made the faces of the Zhu brothers and sisters turn pale and bloodless.
Aunt Fu was their real, blood-related grandmother, but it was a pity that she passed away so early. Not to mention that they had never met her, not even my mother had ever seen this mother-in-law.
How could it have anything to do with her?
The person whose face is paler than the Zhu brothers and sisters is Zhu Jing, the boss.
Zhu Jing couldn't believe that Aunt Fu was involved in the matter.
That sickly woman has always been indifferent to the world.
It took the boss a long time to find his voice.
"Miss Yan, is it possible that Aunt Fu instigated all of this?"
(End of this chapter)
It’s more than terrifying!
Yan Sanhe looked at Zhu Yuanmo's face, thinking about everything Mao had said to her, and felt an indescribable coldness in his heart.
"Now, I can finally understand why when my wife had a difficult time giving birth to you, Zhu Xuanjiu didn't hesitate to say the word 'bao Da'."
Little Mr. Pei slapped the table and said angrily: "Because he has not yet taken the position of the head of the family, and his wife is dead, who will support him? Who should he borrow luck from?"
"Zhu Yuanmo."
Yan Sanhe: "Even if he is a son, under the circumstances, you, the eldest son, are worthless in his eyes."
"Miss Yan, stop talking, please stop talking."
Zhu Yuanmo's voice was filled with unspeakable pain.
"If you don't tell him, how can you peel off the human skin he's wearing layer by layer? If you don't peel it off, how can you transform his thoughts and demons?"
Yan Sanhe's tone was stern.
"I arranged my wife to live in this courtyard, saying it is the best for her health, but I still live in Haitang Courtyard. What is the reality? There are actually eight formations and seven killing formations waiting for me!"
"I bother!"
Li Buyan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "He also made excuses that Mr. Mao snored, and also said that he didn't want Mr. Mao to suffer with him. He was full of lies."
Yan Sanhe: "I calculated that my end was approaching, so I shamelessly asked my wife to go to the temple to burn incense and pray for him. My wife felt sorry for him, so she went to the temple on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, rain or shine."
Xie Zhifei felt strong from nowhere and answered: "My wife doesn't know that Zhu Xuanjiu did too many bad things because he was afraid of going to hell after death."
Yan Sanhe: "He was sick and refused to let his wife take care of him. He said he was distressed, but what about the reality? In fact, he wanted to take advantage of Mao's good fortune to let himself live a little longer."
Ding stood up quickly, "If something happens to my wife, you Zhu family's children and grandchildren will have no one to protect you!"
After saying that, he realized something was wrong, looked around, and quickly sat down with his head shrinking.
Mom.
Following Miss Yan, I have become so bold that I dare to challenge the Zhu family?
Yan Sanhe: "Why do you obey your wife's advice?
fake.
Why do you think you are obsessed with your wife?
fake.
What decades of love between husband and wife?
fake.
What is a pair of people for a lifetime?
All are false. "
As the last word fell, everyone felt a wave of cold air hit their faces.
Not only the Zhu family, but also the faces of Xie Zhifei and the others were too ugly to describe.
Especially Zhu Weixi, she was probably really frightened, her whole body was trembling and her teeth made a rattling sound.
Zhu Yuanmo looked at his sister and wanted to comfort her, but how to comfort her?
An hour ago, the three brothers were slumped in the snow, unable to cry or shout, as if a big hand was strangling their throats.
Finally, the third brother fell on the snow, his limbs curled up, and he made a sound like a wounded animal.
This was his roar, and it was also the unspeakable pain of all the children of the Zhu family.
It really hurts!
Like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.
That's their biological father!
"Zhu Yuanmo, your father Zhu Xuanjiu is a complete hypocrite. He looks elegant and gentle on the outside, but is actually extremely vicious. The crow that fell from the sky and rushed into the well..."
Yan Sanhe paused, "Maybe it's one of the undead souls killed by him who can't wait to reveal his true identity."
Little Master Pei shivered, "Why do I think it's the eldest master?"
Li Buyan nodded: "What you think is what I think."
Little Master Pei: "..."
After hearing what little Master Pei said, Yan Sanhe's heart sank suddenly.
If a crow represents an undead, then aren't all the crows in the underworld the people Zhu Xuanjiu killed?
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly saw Xie Zhifei's eyes looking towards her. He hesitated to speak, but at the same time, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Yan Sanhe's eyes widened: Do you think so too?
Xie Zhifei closed his eyes: Girl, I feel the same way.
Yan Sanhe opened his eyes as wide as possible: How many thousands of people?
Xie Zhifei closed his eyes again: Thousands of people!
Yan Sanhe's head was buzzing.
She suddenly thought of the fear that welled up in her heart and the panic that made her want to run away when she sensed this inner demon for the first time... It's over!
These things may really be just the tip of the iceberg.
But it's not right.
Yan Sanhe frowned.
The inner demon is a demon that Zhu Xuanjiu had thoughts during his lifetime and was formed after his death.
Is it possible that after his death he felt regretful and wanted to reveal the evil deeds he had done one by one and repent?
"Miss Yan, Miss Yan."
"what?"
Yan Sanhe came to his senses.
Zhu Yuanmo, who slowly regained his breath, asked: "We have figured out his identity, have you discovered anything on the other end?"
"Have!"
Perhaps the word "you" was so sonorous and powerful that even Zhu Weixi stopped trembling, held the handkerchief and raised his ears to listen to what Yan Sanhe said.
However, Yan Sanhe did not speak, but stood up and paced back and forth in the main room.
Obviously, she was thinking about something.
No one dared to rush her.
Everyone's eyes followed her footsteps, swaying back and forth.
Yan Sanli had a good idea and finally spoke.
"Zhu Xuanjiu's real purpose in marrying Mao was because of Mao's unique good fortune. This good fortune made it easier for him to compete for the head of the Zhu family. He had no affection for Mao.
Therefore, the concubine's rise to power was not at all due to his extraordinary talent, but because of his careful planning through the Peach Blossom Well and the Ding Nail.
He asked her to move into the new house in order to resolve the backlash and divine punishment for his evil deeds.Zhu Yuanmo, you have no objection to these two points, right? "
Zhu Yuanmo shook his head.
What other objections are there? I already understand them and I can’t understand them any more.
"The incident at Taohuajing happened when Zhu Xuanjiu was seven or eight years old. From that time, or even earlier, Zhu Xuanjiu had thoughts about the head of the Zhu family and was slowly planning on it."
Yan Sanhe walked up to Zhu Yuanmo and said, "Is this speculation correct?"
Zhu Yuanmo: "Yes."
Yan Sanhe: "When we were seven or eight years old, we were still ignorant and didn't understand anything. But when Zhu Xuanjiu was seven or eight years old, he had already set lofty goals. Why is this?"
Everyone was taken aback by the question.
Yes, why?
Yan Sanhe: "Because of one person."
Zhu Yuanmo's pupils suddenly shrank: "Who?"
Yan San opened his lips and softly uttered three words.
"Aunt Fu."
These three words made Xie Zhifei, Mr. Pei and Li Buyan's hearts surge.
I'm coming.
From being seduced all the way in Jietai Temple to now, she is finally willing to tell the truth!
These three words also made the faces of the Zhu brothers and sisters turn pale and bloodless.
Aunt Fu was their real, blood-related grandmother, but it was a pity that she passed away so early. Not to mention that they had never met her, not even my mother had ever seen this mother-in-law.
How could it have anything to do with her?
The person whose face is paler than the Zhu brothers and sisters is Zhu Jing, the boss.
Zhu Jing couldn't believe that Aunt Fu was involved in the matter.
That sickly woman has always been indifferent to the world.
It took the boss a long time to find his voice.
"Miss Yan, is it possible that Aunt Fu instigated all of this?"
(End of this chapter)