Traitor Concubine Growth Manual

Chapter 68

Chu Yan slowly stretched out her hand expressionlessly, pointing at Wei Shi, "Wei Shi, the poisonous woman, has a vicious heart, and she deserves death for murdering my wife. Someone, drag her out and stick her to death. , all of them were driven out of the capital, and they will never return to the capital.”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Wei was the first to let out a mournful cry, and kowtowed heavily, "Your Highness, please spare my life! I beg you, Your Highness, to spare me my life! I was obsessed with ghosts to do such a wicked thing, but my relatives are Innocent! I still have Zong'er, although Zong'er was not born by His Highness's mother, he is your younger brother after all! Please forgive me for his sake, how can I live without my Zong'er?"

Chu Yan laughed back in anger, and asked her word by word, "If you have children, no one else will? Without you as a mother, Zong'er can't live, but without my mother, I can live." ?”

Wei's complexion was as pale as paper, tears kept pouring out, and he only kowtowed, "Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness please forgive me..."

Zhao Qingyun's face was so ugly, in front of the whole family, his second wife was going to be dragged out and killed with a stick, and he was also a guilty body, waiting to be dealt with by his own daughter.

He tried to ease the atmosphere, and called out, "Chu Yan, don't be like this—"

Before she finished speaking, Chu Yan turned her head to look at him coldly, "Father, don't worry, it's your turn now."

Zhao Qingyun's face froze.

I only heard Chu Yan continue to say, "As the eldest son of Zhao, he is obsessed with women, and hangs around in Huajie and Liuxiang all day long, not to mention ruining the Zhao family's reputation, and bringing misfortune to the three women in the family. You are over the age Erli has children under his knees, but he is still unable to take responsibility for himself and the family like a man standing up to the sky, how can such a man have the qualifications to bear the burden of the family's rise and fall?"

Her words were sonorous and forceful, and she stared directly at Zhao Qingyun coldly, like a sharp sword without warmth, piercing into people's hearts.

Zhao Qingyun's face turned red and white when she said it, his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and he couldn't squeeze out half a word.

Chu Yan turned around, swept over the faces of Zhao Yufeng and Zhao Pingyang one by one, and said in a deep voice, "In the huge Dingguo mansion, the eldest son is obsessed with women, the second uncle hangs around in gambling shops, and the fourth uncle is even more outrageous. Raising a prostitute, completely disregarding the face of the Zhao family. Three generations of the Zhao family have been officials in the court, and only then has the Dingguo Mansion today. You lose forever, don't you?"

The three sons of the Zhao family were shocked and angry by her.

But even if she accuses them as a junior, they don't have the courage to fight back, because this person in front of them is not only a son and daughter of the Zhao family, but also the wife of the present prince.

Chu Yan finally turned her eyes back to Zhao Qingyun, and said word by word, "I will ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to remove your official position in the capital and move to Sichuan. If you stay away from the capital, your father will not be Today, the eldest son of Zhao, who is shrouded in the halo of the Zhao family, started from the lowest official position and started from no one to flatter, I want to see if my father can still be surrounded by flowers, flowers, willows and greens like today!"

Zhao Qingyun was about to die of anger, and pointed at Chu Yan tremblingly, "You, you unfilial daughter! I gave birth to you and raised you for nothing!"

"Raise me?" Chu Yan seemed to hear a big joke, "It was my mother who gave birth to me, and my aunt who raised me. Why did my father ever give birth to me and raise me? You are over thirty years old, and as a father, you still don't know What is the responsibility, what is the responsibility, my daughter made such a decision for you, I believe that the spirit of my mother in heaven will also applaud my decision."

She didn't say any more, and immediately turned to Wei Shi, "You have done a lot of evil, today is just a bitter fruit for yourself, you can't blame me for being cruel. Someone, drag it down!"

To kill a person with a stick was something that Chu Yan had never done in her previous life or in this life.

But the Wei family is too vicious to get rid of the unhappiness.

Wei quickly screamed and was dragged out. After a while, her screams came from the yard, one by one, piercing to the heart.

Zhao Qingyun's face turned white and white, and he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he couldn't do anything yet.

Qin Yuanshan stood aside without speaking.

This is the Zhao family's housework, and it is inconvenient for him to intervene, but he turned his head slightly to look at Chu Yan, only to see her biting her lower lip as if nothing had happened, but her eyelashes were trembling slightly, revealing the hesitation in her heart struggle with.

She wants to transform, grow, and always pass this level.

Because in the future, when she accompanies the prince to the throne, there will be more people with malicious intentions in the Golden Luan Hall, and she must use tougher methods to fight more people.

Qin Yuanshan suddenly didn't know what it was like in his heart.

All kinds of childhood memories still remain in his memory. Although this woman is precocious and intelligent, she has never hurt anyone from the beginning to the end.

She should be the girl who smiled in the sun and let him call her Chu Yan, she should be the girl who turned around and left his eyes without hesitation under the hazy moonlight, she should be the girl who kept brisk no matter when and where smiling girl.

Not today's woman with a mask of indifference but tears in her heart.

Chu Yan stood upright on the spot, like a sacred and inviolable god.

Then she walked out of the threshold step by step, as if she wanted to force herself to face Wei's worst side.

In the yard, the woman was pressed on the wooden bench, and the wooden stick hit her hard on the back. Her face was pale, tears and sweat rolled down together.

At first, she could still hear her begging for mercy, but later, only the dull sound of the wooden stick colliding with her body remained, and she was so dying that she could not speak.

And at this moment, a child was thrown out from the backyard, and he ran all the way to this side crying and shouting, "Let go of my mother! Let go of my mother!"

Zhao Qingyun's face turned pale, and he hurriedly called out, "Zonger!"

The person who came was Zhao Zong, his and Wei's son.

The seven-year-old child quickly ran to his mother and watched her being beaten like this. The thin clothes on her back could not cover the blood oozing from under the broken skin.

He cried, "Mother! What's wrong with you, mother?"

Then he rushed over to snatch the wooden sticks from the hands of the two executioners.

Chu Yan's complexion changed slightly, but she still said coldly, "Come here, pull him away."

Zhao Zong was dragged away by the boy, and he could no longer get close to Wei Shi, but after hearing Chu Yan's words, he suddenly turned his eyes to this sister who hadn't met a few times, and understood why Wei Shi would The treatment he received today was all thanks to Chu Yan.

He was eager to break free, but unexpectedly, he was not as strong as the person who grabbed him. He entangled him for a while, and suddenly unexpectedly bit the hand that only stopped him.

The boy let out a cry of pain, let go of his hand, and told him to run out.

Zhao Zong quickly ran up to Chu Yan, punching and kicking her, "You bad guy! Bad woman! Why do you ask people to beat my mother? Let her go! Tell people to let her go!"

Everyone's face changed.

Zhao Zong actually hit Chu Yan!This is the current princess!
Chu Yan never expected that the child would break free and attack him.

A seven-year-old boy is not weak, and the pain from his fist hitting her is not light, but Chu Yan suddenly lost his ability to move when he saw the teary face and the anxious and fearful expression in those eyes.

Lu Shi was murdered, and she lost her mother.

What is she doing now?Take away the mother of a child...

She let Zhao Zong punch and kick in a daze, but forgot to avoid it.

But when she looked at it, the fist clearly hit her heart, every stroke made her bewildered and panicked.

Another figure quickly rushed forward, pulling her arm and pushing hard behind him. Before Chu Yan could react, she was blocked by a tall and straight figure.

Qin Yuanshan pressed Zhao Zong's waving little arms, and said flatly, "Your mother made a mistake, and now she is just accepting the punishment she deserves. Don't blame others."

After that, he turned around and told the boy, "Take him away, and don't let him out again without the permission of His Royal Highness the Crown Princess."

He turned his head to look at the startled Chu Yan, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "Your Highness, please don't blame yourself, this is not your fault."

Chu Yan smiled wryly and looked up at him, "My mother was killed by someone, and now I want to seek justice for her, but I am killing another child's mother..."

Seeing the confusion and struggle in her eyes, Qin Yuanshan finally understood that the kind girl was still there.

Even though she is the crown princess today, even if she has become stronger and seemingly fearless, she is still the same Zhao Chuyan back then.

His heart suddenly softened for a moment, he looked straight at her, and softly comforted, "Your Highness, there are countless treacherous and evil people in the world, but not everyone is completely bad. Poor people must have something to hate." , even a heinous villain deserves sympathy. But you are Her Royal Highness, what you want to judge is justice, not to take into account everyone's pity. Wei Shi committed such a serious crime today, don't say She killed His Highness's mother. Even if it is an irrelevant outsider, His Highness should let her get the punishment she deserves. Besides, even if His Highness doesn't punish her, someone else will do the same thing as His Highness All of this is her own fault and has nothing to do with His Highness."

His voice was as clear as before, like the rising sun with the shadow of the sun, instantly steadied the struggle in Chu Yan's heart.

Every word he said soothed Chu Yan's struggle very well, so wise and calm.

She laughed, and shook her head helplessly to look at him, "It's because I'm not mature enough."

She turned and left, the affairs here have been dealt with, and there is no need for her to stay any longer.

Lu Xinyue's body is still in the room, and the next thing to do is to bury her in peace.

In the three miles after Lu's death, Chu Yan never left the Zhao residence.

Encoffining, burial, it will take at least half a month to finish all these things. She was forced by Hanzhi to rest in the house during the day, because Hanzhi was afraid that she would not be able to hold on because she had to keep a vigil for the first three nights.

Chu Yan has already thought through it thoroughly, if Lu Shi is dead, she is dead, and she can't afford to risk her life like a pedantic filial daughter.

What can be done has been done, she needs to recharge her energy to deal with the next enemy well.

From the beginning to the end, the prince sent Qin Yuanshan to come for a day, and then there was no news. It must be... oh, there must be a beautiful woman to accompany him.

According to the ancestral system, the palace sent palace maids and eunuchs who were in charge of funeral ceremonies, and all these were handled by someone, so naturally Chu Yan didn't need to worry.

On the night of the third day, she sat in the mourning hall for the last time and kept watch.

It stands to reason that there should be Lu's children guarding the spirit together, but Zhao Zong is only Lu's son in name, and in fact has no relationship with Lu, and Wei's death, how can anyone dare to let him guard the spirit? ?

Zhao Wu was also worried about Lu Shi's funeral during the day, seeing Chu Yan's cold and frosty appearance, he just sighed and didn't come forward to continue to mention her sad things.

In the end, only she, Hanzhi, and Yunxi were left in the mourning hall, and the rest of the servants stood guard outside, and the gate was also open.

The night was dark, with occasional winds.

Chu Yan sat there distracted, wondering whether Mu Nianqiu would still live in the palace, and whether he and the prince had reached the point of discussing marriage.

There are often so many coincidences in this world. Some people are born old, sick and die, some are talking about marriage, some are sad and happy, and some are full of love.

She suddenly laughed.

All of this is like a play with no beginning and no end, but she is also one of the actors, and she is addicted to it.

In the middle of the night, she was already sleepy, leaning back on the chair and dozing off, her eyes slowly closing.

In a blur of consciousness, it seemed that someone had gently draped clothes on her body. She had not slept soundly, but suddenly opened her eyes, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly by the flickering candlelight, she froze for an instant.

Hanzhi and Yunxi in the mourning hall walked out of the door at some point, but at this moment, the person standing in front of her was dressed in a bright white shirt, unable to blend into the black night.

She looked up at him, but she didn't know whether it was because her eyes hadn't adapted to the light of the candle, or because his clothes were too dazzling, she squinted her eyes slightly, as if there was a burning brilliance oozing from his face, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. Dare to look directly.

That person looked at her so calmly, with worries, sighs, helplessness, and pity in his eyes.

He gently bent down to hug her, his voice was like the wind outside the window, soft and hazy.

"Chu Yan, I'm here."

(End of this chapter)