Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 72 Sister, I Believe in You
Yan Liushi wrote about the killing of eight people in the criminal edict. When she saw Aunt Song, Yan Wanqing's whole body was a bit chilled, thanks to Huaiyu who was beside her and held her down.

"If there is no problem, let her print your fingerprints." Yan An urged from the side.

Yan Wanqing knew that all of this was an illusion of whitewashing peace, but she had to cooperate, and she couldn't help but feel very sad.

She handed it in with no expression on her face, and Yan An took it and gave Yan Liu's fingerprints. He kept the criminal edict and planned to go to Dali Temple early tomorrow morning.

at this time.

A series of steady and rapid footsteps were heard outside the door, only to see a small figure covered in blood rushing in.

Yan'an took a few steps back in fright.

That figure appeared at the door like a ghost, Yan Wanqing took a closer look, it was her fifth sister.

Yan Hongzhao's face was as pale as a ghost, her eyes were scarlet, she looked around, and finally landed on Yan Wanqing's body, her voice was hoarse and she could hardly speak: "Ah, sister."

Seeing this, Yan Wanqing's heart ached: "...Sister is here."

Yan Hongzhao's eyes fell on the bloody face behind her, and her complexion suddenly changed. She walked over quickly, looked around, her footsteps were messy, and she was out of her mind. It took her half a day to come over: "Who is it?"

She is asking who the murderer is.

Who was the murderer who killed her Virgin Mary.

Seeing Yan Hongzhao come in to question the murderer, Yan Liu's expression was calm, and her tone was very calm at this time: "It was me, I killed your biological mother."

"Why?" Yan Hongzhao fixed her eyes on Yan Liushi, tears quickly accumulated in her eyes and ran down her cheeks, her choked throat was painful, and she squeezed out three words.

Yan Liu probably knew that she would not live long, she was very calm: "Naturally, I can't look down on an aunt who was born as a maid, but she can manage the dignified town government, and she killed it when she saw it."

What she said was as simple as crushing an ant to death.

After the little girl heard the crackling of her fists, her feet stood still as if they had taken root. She lowered her head, tears fell drop by drop on the ground, and exploded into sprays.

Yan Wanqing couldn't help but wanted to go over and hug her, but just two steps away, she heard Yan Hongzhao muttering something.

"No, you didn't kill it, it wasn't you..."

In the next second, his hand went numb, and Yan Hongzhao had snatched the long sword in his hand.

Yan Wanqing groaned secretly.

I only saw Yan Hongzhao pull out a beautiful sword flower, and stab at Yan Liushi—no, Yan Minsheng in Yan Liushi's arms!
"Fifth Sister!" Yan Wanqing shouted.

Yan An also widened his eyes.

In the end, Yan Hongzhao's sword landed on Yan Minsheng's neck. She looked at Yan Liushi's tense face again and said angrily, "This is your son's room. There is blood here. You are protecting him!"

The sound that came out of his throat was rough and unpleasant, as if the sky had been torn open by lightning, full of the feeling of rain coming.

Yan Minsheng was stabbed in the neck by the tip of the sword, and he could obviously feel the sting. He was shaking with fright, and he could only shout: "It's not me, it's not me..."

"I said I killed people! I killed them all, what on earth do you want to do!" Under this situation, no one in the authority can keep calm, and Yan Liu's original calm is just a fig leaf under the storm , at this moment the tip of the sword pierced his heart, and the fig leaf was gone.

Yan Hongzhao pursed her lips, and the long sword in her hand trembled: "You killed my mother, I will avenge her!"

As he said that, the sword pierced Yan Minsheng's neck a few more points, which made Yan Liu scream and cry.

Yan An took out the criminal edict from the side: "If you don't believe me, read this!"

"I don't believe it!" Yan Hongzhao shook her head, she turned her head to Yan Wanqing, her eyes that were originally agile were only grayed out at this moment: "...Sister, I believe in you."

Yan Wanqing frowned and said nothing.

Seeing this, Huaiyu said, "Your sister—"

Yan Hongzhao looked ferocious, and his tone became more serious: "I just want to hear what my sister has to say."

Huaiyu sighed heavily and closed his mouth.

Yan Wanqing squeezed the hand under the sleeve tightly, the sharp fingertips pierced her palm with pain, she relied on the pain to numb her conscience.

She heard her own voice: "...It's Mrs. Liu."

She saw Yan Hongzhao gave her a deep look, then turned her head without blinking, raised her sword, and heard a scream, Yan Minsheng's right arm was cut off by her.

Yan Liu almost screamed and covered Yan Minsheng's severed arm, but it was useless, blood gushed out, soaking their clothes quickly.

Yan An was about to burst into tears, but he knew it was useless to make trouble now, so he hurriedly called for a doctor.

Yan Minsheng fainted from the pain, his broken arm was on the ground, and his fingers were still moving unconsciously.

Yan Hongzhao threw the long sword in his hand on the ground fiercely, then turned his head towards Yan Wanqing, and knelt down on his knees.

"Please punish my sister."

Yan Wanqing watched her lower her head like a puppet, waiting for her to fall.

It is not too much to say that the heart at this moment is as painful as a knife.

When the sword fell at the last moment, Yan Hongzhao actually wanted Yan Minsheng's life, but she thought of her own difficulties, so she abolished his arm.

The child who will be born next year, whose biological mother was killed today, and when she has nowhere to vent her hatred, still takes care of the overall situation.

Yan Wanqing had a sore nose and burst into tears.

She didn't cry just now, but now she couldn't help it anymore.

Squatting down, she hugged Yan Hongzhao in front of her, her voice trembling: "...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sister, I'm sorry for you."

Aunt Song is such a gentle person, she only had a daughter like Hong Zhao in her life, she was still looking for a marriage for her not long ago, but now she is gone...

She didn't even see Yan Hongzhao getting married, and died in the deserted well inside the mansion.

Yan Wanqing felt that the morals of the world were really ridiculous.

Yan Minsheng was sent to see a doctor, Yan Liushi was escorted into the dungeon in the mansion, Huaiyu stayed behind to appease the servants in the mansion, and the sisters were urged by her to go back and take a hot bath.

Yan Wanqing vomited blood again today, Aunt Song's death made her worry more, she seemed to be walking on clouds.

After being pressed from the song and coming out of the shower, he was already drifting away.

Cong Ge touched her head and exclaimed: "Miss, it's so hot!"

After a while, the wind and cold swept over again.

Yan Wanqing waved her hand to signal the maids to continue dressing her: "Today I'm going to accompany Fifth Sister." Although Yan Hongzhao was usually cheerful, but under today's circumstances...she couldn't let Yan Hongzhao be alone anyway. stay.

She asked Congge to order the kitchen to cook a bowl of hot porridge, and send it to Yan Hongzhao's yard later.

Seeing that she was about to walk into the yard with the people, she only heard the muffled sound of a stick falling on her body, she pushed away Cong Ge who was supporting her, and walked in quickly.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, Yan Wanqing swore that this was the first time in her life that she was so angry and wanted to kill someone so directly!
Yan Hongzhao was tied to the tiger bench, with an unknown cloth stuffed into her mouth. At this moment, two burly servants were taking turns with military sticks, beating her lower body to a bloody mess. The tiger stool dripped into the grass on the ground, printing black.

And the leader is a senile old man, isn't he the domineering old lady in this house!Standing beside her was Yan An!
The two actually came to Fifth Younger Sister's yard and executed them privately!

"Stop!" Yan Wanqing yelled at the door with his eyes peeled.

(End of this chapter)