The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 138

If such a thing happened in the mansion, it must be thoroughly investigated, and more or less will be found out by then.

Zhao Fengyun didn't care about this at all at the moment, Zhao Sheng committed suicide, and all the anger was turned on the fake son.

Zhao Fengyun gritted his teeth and ordered: "Take him down for me to have a look. I will interrogate him myself."

The guards in the mansion took Zhao Anhuai down.

Zhao Anhuai glanced at Liu Sanniang, his eyes were deep, and he licked the corners of his lips at Liu Sanniang, as if he regarded death as his home, and he would not be afraid of any torture against him.

Liu Sanniang looked at Zhao Anhuai, there is no one in this world who is not afraid of anything.

Sun Yarou looked at Liu Sanniang, she smiled bitterly: "Miss Liu, thank you very much."

Zhao Fengyun looked at Liu Sanniang: "It was Zhao who was rude earlier, please don't mind the girl, thank you for your generosity."

Liu Sanniang looked at Sun Yaju and said, "Madam's condolences, your son is in the spirit of heaven, and I also hope that Madam is in good health."

Sun Yarou burst into tears and was so choked up that she couldn't speak. The grief in her heart couldn't be wiped away. When she really saw her son gone, her heart was torn apart.

If Liu Sanniang hadn't protected her, she didn't know if she would have survived.

Zhao Fengyun was deeply hurt.

Seeing this, Liu Sanniang backed away silently. Liu Sanniang thought of the fake Zhao Anhuai. He was also called Zhao Anhuai by his subordinates since he was a child. This was a conspiracy that started more than ten years ago. Behind this, there was a huge abyss. In secret planning.

And Liu Sanniang stabbed this hornet's nest with countless threads.

Chu Yan held Liu Sanniang's hand, Liu Sanniang was startled, her thoughts were interrupted, she wanted to break free, but Chu Yan seemed to know what she was going to do, he held her hand and interlocked her fingers: "Yue'er, I will always be here."

By your side, no matter what the dangers, he will be there.

Liu Sanniang blushed immediately, and her voice was soft: "Didn't you say that there is no marriage in this school? We..."

Will there be no good results.

Most of the Taoist spirits are people with five disadvantages and three deficiencies, who have no love and no love, widows and widows.

Chu Yan smiled lowly: "You know, thousands of years ago, those who cultivated immortals were all Taoist couples, and both of them cultivated together, and they never left or abandoned their fellow practitioners."

Double cultivation?

Liu Sanniang looked at Chu Yan in surprise: "You, are you also a spirit?"

"Ok."

Chu Yan responded.

Liu Sanniang couldn't help asking: "Then what will you do?"

No wonder she couldn't hear Chu Yan's voice, and couldn't sense Chu Yan's memory. It turned out that he was a spirit.

Chu Yan squeezed Liu Sanniang's finger: "You can't say it."

Chu Yan raised his hand. He looked at the slender fingers in his hand, and the round fingers were pink. He smiled: "We will go on the same road with you."

So don't worry about them falling apart.

Liu Sanniang blushed slightly, and she didn't dare to look into Chu Yan's eyes. In her heart, the sprouted seed seemed to have grown a little more, exuding a sweet fragrance.

Not long after returning to the yard, the servants brought food.

Chu Yan and Liu Sanniang rested after eating some.

The matter in Zhao Anhuai has not yet ended, and she and Chu Yan will not leave for the time being.

Sun Yarou was hit hard, Liu Sanniang created a dream for her, hoping to appease Sun Yarou.

The eldest son died unexpectedly, and Sun Yarou felt her heart was torn in two, and every time she thought about it, she felt so much pain that she couldn't live without her, and the maids and mothers were trying to persuade her to eat a little.

Sun Yarou's eyes were red and swollen, and she couldn't shed tears. She waved her hand feebly, her voice hoarse: "I can't eat."

The maids were worried: "Madam, think about the Second Young Master and the Third Miss, they are still young."

In addition to Sun Yarou's children, there are several concubines in the mansion. If something happens to Sun Yarou, can the aunt in the mansion be careless?

Sun Yarou also knows, but how can she control this kind of grief.

The nanny sighed: "My wife, just take a bite. If you are like this, the eldest son will feel sorry for you. The eldest son is a filial child."

When Mammy talked about the eldest son, Sun Yarou choked up again.

Both the maid and the nanny hurriedly comforted her: "Madam, take care of yourself."

Zhao Fengyun went to interrogate Zhao Anhuai himself, saying that he wanted to avenge his eldest son himself.

Sun Yarou waved her hand: "You all go down, I want to be quiet."

The maid and the nanny sighed, and retreated silently. This test can only be done by the madam. No matter how they comfort her, it will make the madam even more sad.

The servants all retreated, Sun Yarou stretched out her hand to caress her upper heart, choked up silently, my son, if you go, you will kill your mother.

Liu Sanniang's power can repair her damaged heart, but it can't repair the wounds settled in her soul. The human body and bones are so weak that they can't stand pain or sadness. If there is too much sadness, it will break of.

A gust of warm wind blew, and Sun Yarou felt that her eyelids were extremely heavy, and she couldn't open them even if she wanted to.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but when she opened her eyes, she could only see a white mist. She was walking in a daze, and suddenly realized that there was the sound of a piano in her ears, and she smelled the fragrance of flowers. The breeze brushed her cheek gently.

Sun Yarou took two steps, looked at the figure playing the piano in the distance, and after a pause, she ran over frantically.

She fell, she got up again, trembling, and stopped behind the figure, she tremblingly said: "Huai'er, Huai'er."

The melodious and wanton sound of the piano didn't stop, and Sun Yarou burst into tears. She knew that this was her son, who was smart and good at learning since he was a child.

His piano sound is always full of self-confidence.

The music stopped.

"Mother is worried, because the son is unfilial."

The familiar voice made Sun Yarou burst into tears, she rushed over and hugged Zhao Anhuai, she was too awake, this was a dream, but even if it was a dream, it was still a sweet dream.

People are divided into yin and yang. If it was before, she must be afraid, but now, she is not afraid anymore, because this is her favorite son.

"Huai'er, Huai'er."

Sun Yarou broke down in tears.

Zhao Anhuai turned around and gently wiped away Sun Yarou's tears: "Mother, if there is another life, I also want to be your son. This life's fate is broken. Mother must take good care of your body. Watching my younger brother and younger sister get married and have children, I will I can't see it, mother can help me see it, okay?"

Sun Yarou shook her head and nodded again.

Zhao Anhuai asked Sun Yarou to sit down: "Mother, my son can't talk, everything is in the sound of the piano, let my son play the piano for you."

Mom, I'm sorry.

The melodious sound of the piano is full of warmth, and heals the scars in Sun Yarou's heart bit by bit.

It was dawn, and Sun Yarou also woke up.

There are still tears on her face, but her eyes are full of hope. She wants to live well and live with the hope of her son.

But before that, she wanted to send her son away properly.

Sun Yarou's voice was still hoarse: "Come here, I want to eat."