Palm pet

Chapter 75
sunset.

Yun Jin lay quietly on the couch.

Gu Chengyu quietly guarded her.

Looking at her tear-stained eyes, he almost wanted to raise his hand to touch her face, but when he thought about how she had begged him to let her go over and over again, she was full of words that hated him and cursed him. He hesitated again as he looked at him with bloody hands in front of his hands.

As she said, she hated him.

Now that she used such means to take away her son, she would only hate him for the rest of her life.

Not to mention returning to the youthful friendship, even if it is a masked couple acting in a play, for him, I am afraid that it will only be hard to find again.

In fact, at this time, it is a lie to say that he has no pain or regret in his heart.

He really thought about keeping that child, whether it was good for her to be grateful for him, or to make her have some scruples and stay by his side willingly. At first, he really wanted to treat the child as his own. .

But what no one knows is what kind of suffering he experienced behind his sudden change of mind.

-- five days ago --

Brother Du Jiaheng died of smallpox.

The third sister, Gu Zhaodi, cried bitterly for two whole days while hugging the limp swaddled body, while Du Hanjiang went to the ancestral hall to kneel for two whole days.

The couple were so heartbroken that they almost went crazy.

Under such circumstances, the truth of the matter made them collapse on the spot: it turned out that everything was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

This so-called man-made disaster is Brother Chuan.

Yes.

Brother Chuan did it.
Everything was actually done by Brother Chuan.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

Du Bingchuan, the only heir of the Du family's direct line, is unknown to everyone.

On weekdays, no matter how he behaves, speaks, or handles things, he is very much like his father, he is dignified, most upright and upright.

Even to his servants, to the poor little beggar outside, he is definitely the most generous and benevolent one.

But now he is also the one who personally gave the diseased veil to his half-brother, and secretly tampered with the brother's medicine.

"Everything is done by me."

Facing the questioning of his relatives, Du Bingchuan even did not hesitate to distinguish half a sentence.

In the Du's ancestral hall, the young and immature face was raised slightly, and the eyes as deep as cold ink fell on the spiritual seat of his biological father Du Hanbang without any shame.

"The disease of that little evil, I sent it with my own hands,

His soup is my hands and feet,
His life is broken in my hands.

To this day, I have nothing to say, I want to kill or cut, just straight up. "

Frost's eyes narrowed slightly, Du Bingchuan said: "But tell me to confess my mistakes in front of my ancestors for this, you guys, it's wishful thinking."

"He... is your brother..."

"Father is only in my line."

Du Bingchuan interrupted Gu Zhaodi forcefully, his eyes still staring at Du Hanbang's spirit seat for a moment: "I don't know when there will be another brother."

"As for that little bastard, my mother willingly degenerates into someone else's plaything, so she wants me to forget the humiliation of the past as well, and I can't accept the thief as my father!"

"you…"

"Mother still accepts the affectation of pity and begging."

At this time, he, who had always respected his mother the most, was obviously cold and cruel.

Don't speak a good tone, and never even gave her half a point.

"I used it to deceive my father before, but now, you want to deceive me again?

Or do you want to say that you have an unspeakable secret, and that committing yourself to him is just an expedient measure to protect me? "

Speaking of this, the expression in Du Bingchuan's eyes became more and more like a cold pit and purgatory.

"Do you think I will still trust you? You are willing to be lowly and humiliate my biological father and my Du family.

If it weren't for the sake of the kindness of nurturing in the past, let alone this little one, it is you——

It's also something my Du family can't tolerate! "

The sound of the first few characters falling to the ground, like mountains and rivers crying, is so heart-wrenching.

Gu Zhaodi staggered back half a step, if the matter had not developed to this point, she would never believe it.

I can't believe that this humble and polite child can say such outrageous words to himself.

I can't believe that he can really make up his mind to attack that innocent child who is still in his infancy.

The child in front of her was raised by herself, and the child whose father was proud of was clearly so kind and upright in the past.

To be able to hate her so much, so ruthlessly.

Seeing his hatred so far, Du Hanjiang felt horrified: "From the very beginning, I was the one who insulted your biological father, imprisoned you, and made your mother's family notorious.

I was the one who forced your mother by all means, forced her to compromise, and forced her to have a child.

Since it's the past, you hate it, and I should be the one to collect the debt..."

"You, Du Hanjiang, are the least qualified to speak here!"

Du Bingchuan sent away angrily with a look of chilling winter.

Originally, he wanted to say something, but when he saw Gu Zhaodi subconsciously going to protect Du Hanjiang, his heart sank suddenly.

He froze there like that, staring blankly at the two of them.

It's like catching rape on the spot, so embarrassing.

How cruel this is, his mother actually wanted to protect another man in front of him.

It's still the person who took advantage of the situation and made Du's house a mess!

At that moment, Du Bingchuan's brows and eyes that were originally filled with anger and resentment stretched, and he looked at the couple and burst out laughing abruptly.

Like bewitched, he didn't speak, just giggled and laughed.

Laughing so weakly, I laughed till tears flowed.

"Brother Chuan..."

Du Bingchuan was still looking at them, but his laughter became weaker and his eyes dimmed.

"After all... I was wrong."

As soon as the lonely voice fell, Du Bingchuan's eyes turned sharply, and he rushed towards the long halberd placed in the main hall on the spot.

"Brother Chuan!"

The halberd pierced into his belly without any deviation, blooming like a peony, and the vine-purple martial robe instantly turned dark red.

Unaware of the pain, he raised his hand and waved away Gu Zhaodi who was walking quickly, and staggered to grab Du Hanbang's spirit seat.

"Father…"

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, his body seemed to have been deboned, limp and paralyzed.

"Brother Chuan!...Brother Chuan!!"

Gu Zhaodi half-kneeled to support him, stared at him with astonishment for a moment, and was at a loss to cover the wound that was bleeding profusely.

Scarlet blood gushed out like a spring, and immediately seeped out from between her fingers.

With the development of the matter so far, Gu Zhaodi only felt that the sky was about to collapse.

"Son! Son! I, I was wrong, I was wrong! I know I was wrong!

I listen to you, don't scare me, I promise you, I will listen to you in everything! !

Come, come, come!Pass on the doctor!From the imperial doctor to the imperial doctor! ! "

The shrill and helpless breaking sound rang out wildly, but Du Bingchuan just turned a deaf ear to it, raised his sleeve and wiped the blood on the spiritual tablet, and then hugged him tightly:
"Father... son, unfilial..."

In the end, he failed to protect his mother.

The light in his eyes gradually faded away, and his red finger bones fell to the ground.

What followed immediately was the crying and sobbing that almost shook the sky.

Within two moments, Du Hanjiang's voice came from the ancestral hall: "Zhaoer!"

"Trick!!"

"Trick!!!"

The loud noise seemed to shake the gods, and I saw a group of crows whizzing by on the roof.

That day, Du Hanjiang personally prepared the coffin for the mourning hall.

Three mouthfuls.

Two mouths are placed in the main hall, and the other mouth is placed on the side slightly lower than half the head.

Someone said that that night he knelt in front of the coffin in the main hall and sobbed.

Said that he stopped by the other coffin for a long time and looked at it for a long time, and finally kowtowed heavily three times.

But that night, he didn't say a word during the whole process.

All I know is that when I saw him again the next day, his body was already lying cold in the coffin on the side of the mourning hall, and as far as I could see was the coffin beside me.

(End of this chapter)