The president's wife

Chapter 80 Yin Changhuan

"I don't think this is your nonsense." Ye Chengrui looked at An Youchen seriously, with a determined expression, as if An Youchen said that he was a man at this moment, he would firmly believe it.

Because An Youchen's appearance just now reminded Ye Chengrui of himself 20 years ago.

The deep despair and helplessness of witnessing his mother's tragic death in front of him.

Therefore, he was convinced that An Youchen must have a past that he didn't know about, and all of this must have nothing to do with the An family or Anlun International.

As far as he knows, An Shaokang and his wife died of a gas leak in their home.At that time, An Youchen went to pick up Gu Jinyan, who had just finished the summer camp, and was not there.

Then what happened to the parents An Youchen was talking about?

Ye Chengrui's eyes staring at An Youchen became darker and darker. This woman carries too many secrets, and she wants him to find out.

An Youchen's body froze, his fan-like eyelashes fluttered, casting a fan-shaped silhouette on his face, and he slightly curled his lips, "Ye Chengrui."

Her voice was very soft, floating over from a distant place as if thousands of years had passed, "Didn't you ask me yesterday where my kung fu came from?"

Ye Chengrui raised his eyebrows, looked at her quietly, but heard An Youchen chuckle, "Hehehe, do you believe me when I say that I am not from this world?"

An Youchen suddenly raised his head, and looked ironically at Ye Chengrui with his watery eyes, the man who made her feel at ease for a moment.

"I believe it!" Ye Chengrui looked back at her with firmness never before.

An Youchen was stunned for a moment, a surge of enthusiasm welled up in his eyes, and he burst out of the dike.

Has she finally found someone who is willing to believe in herself in this world?
Does it mean that, on her way to seek the truth, this life will be easier than the previous one?
An Youchen's face turned pale and his whole body trembled in pain as if his heart was being torn apart.

She opened her mouth and smiled, but she looked at Ye Chengrui with tears in her eyes. Her consciousness gradually drifted away, to the distant thousand years ago.

At that time, her name was not An Youchen.

She is the daughter of the great general who protects the country, Yin Changhuan, which means eternal happiness forever.

It was the New Year's Eve celebrated by the entire Tangling Kingdom. On the highest floor of the imperial capital, fireworks shot straight up into the sky, exploding in mid-air, extremely gorgeous and lively.

She had just returned from learning art with her master, and just entered the city gate, when she saw the gorgeous fireworks above her head, she couldn't help but dazzled her eyes.

"Master, my father mentioned in his letter that he has made great achievements in repelling the Nanman this time, and the emperor will reward him today!" Chang Huan was wearing a silver-white fox fur with a fur collar and a maroon riding suit underneath, making his little face blush .

Her master, Han Shu, who is known as the number one ghost doctor in Dongling Country, has a weird personality and is commonly known as "Mr. Han who will not die or save him".

He was captured by the Nanman and imprisoned in a barren land, but was rescued by Yin Changhuan's father.

Han Shu squinted his eyes and looked at the fireworks in the sky, his voice was cold, "Huan'er, the emperor's favor is too much, let's go back and have a look first!"

Yin Changhuan raised his innocent cheeks and looked extraordinarily festive in a maroon riding outfit on the big street, "Master, my father has served the imperial court all his life, how could it be too much?"

Han Shu patted the top of Yin Changhuan's head lovingly, shook his head and sighed.

The new king came to the throne, narrow-minded and jealous, but the Yin family stood in the camp of King Qi in the early years. The new king may have regarded the Yin family as a thorn in his side, and General Yin has made great achievements. The situation may not be good.

It's just that Han Shu never said these words to Yin Changhuan, who was still under 12 years old. He only hoped that the Tian family would be kind and not blame General Yin too much.

"Forget it, you just need to remember that being with a king is like being with a tiger, not to mention that the new king is jealous enough."

Walking through the bustling streets and alleys, Yin Changhuan returned from a two-year study trip with Han Shu.

Seeing that the family reunion in Dali was about to take place, Yin Changhuan was so excited, he quickly put Han Shu's advice behind him.

Half of the credit for Tangling's prosperity as it is today is due to the great general Yin Zhihuan who defended the country in the South and North Wars, in exchange for Dongling not being disturbed for decades, the country is prosperous and the people are safe.

The big fireworks went on for more than half an hour without stopping, but under these extremely festive fireworks, such a tragic scene was staged in the mansion of the Great General who Protected the Country, like a purgatory on earth.

In front of the General's Mansion at the end of Chang'an Street, the lanterns that had been hanging high had fallen to the ground, and even the baskets were almost burned out.

The concierge was dressed in new clothes, but he was lying on his stomach at the wide open door, blood was bubbling from the foot-long knife edge on his back.

And the entire General's Mansion was filled with cries and pleading voices, and servants kept escaping from the inner courtyard and collapsed in the front yard.

The marble floor in front of the General's Mansion was already stained red with blood. From the front yard, a small river converged to the outside of the gate. It was more than three feet away, and then solidified.

Yin Changhuan was stunned by the scene in front of him. He cried out for his parents and was about to rush in, but Han Shu hugged her and tightly covered her mouth.

She was tightly strangled by Han Shu's shoulders, her eyes widened and the corners of her eyes were bleeding, and she could only whine.

Hiding in the dark corner of the street, Yin Changhuan could only watch her family members fall under the long sword of the Imperial Forest Army one by one with bloody eyes.

Her heart was full of anger, resentment, bewilderment, and grief!At the same time, I am also praying, father, mother, younger brother, you must not have anything to do, Chang Huan has been away to study for two years, and I am looking forward to offering a cup of hot tea and having a reunion dinner with my parents today!

And the younger brother, Chang Huan remembered that when he left with the master, the younger brother was not yet full moon, so he probably doesn't even know his sister by now, right?My sister brought you a rattle and a little grass man, but I haven't given it to you yet!
So, father, mother, younger brother, you must, absolutely nothing will happen to you!
God seems to have heard her inner cry, and finally saw a 30-year-old lady in Huayi through the open door, holding a two-year-old child in her arms, rushing out of the courtyard covered in blood and panicked.

It was Yin Changhuan's mother and Yaodi, the Yaodi who was still an infant when she left home, the Yaodi who had never even seen what her sister looked like!
But God's mercy is still limited, her mother just took two steps away when a long sword pierced her chest from behind her.

The blood-dripping sword brushed across Yaodi's cheek, and Yin Chang'an only saw a thin and small piece of meat falling to the ground with blood, followed by Yaodi's mournful cry.

Yin Changan stared angrily, the nail pinched on the palm of his hand broke off and his palm was bleeding without knowing it.The tearing pain in the corner of the eye was not as good as the heartache caused by what she saw in front of her eyes. The place where her brother's left ear used to be was empty, and only a bloody mess remained.

That sword not only killed her mother, but also forcibly cut off the ear of her two-year-old Yaodi.

He's still just a kid!

Yin Changan was angry and resentful but still couldn't break free from Han Shu's control, and couldn't make a sound.

In the end, Yin Zhihuan rushed out of the backyard covered in blood, and when he saw his wife and children lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were filled with grief, indignation and pain beyond words.

In grief, Yin Zhihuan pointed his sword at the sky and let out a cry of pain.

His instantly aged and sad voice echoed over the entire General's Mansion, "The emperor is unfair, insulting my glory, killing my wife and children! Dongling must perish! Dongling must"

Before he uttered the last word, hundreds of feathered arrows shot at his body at the same time like rain, and within a short while, Yin Zhihuan was covered with arrows, without missing a single one.

He staggered, the sword in his right hand fell and plunged into the ground, kneeling on one knee, only the long sword could support his body from falling down.

Seemingly sensing the location of Yin Changan hidden in the darkness, Yin Zhihuan's bloodied eyes revealed a loving expression, looking in the direction of Yin Changhuan, his lips opened and closed.

Although Yin Zhihuan didn't make a sound, Yin Changhuan still understood and said, "Huan'er, get out of here!"

　Until now, I don’t know how many relatives are still reading this book. Can everyone leave your shadow behind this chapter?
　　
　
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