Chapter three hundred and sixty ninth catch a straight
It was getting dark, the room was pitch black, and there were no clues.
But just a moment later, a maid stumbled out, her dress covered with blood.
"The second wife is dying," the maid said in a panic, "Blood... there is blood everywhere... I can't stop it... I can't stop it, the second wife is going to die, she's going to die."
"Why is she here? Why..." Mr. Yan Er kept mumbling to himself.
Mr. Yan didn't care about anything else and quickly walked into the house to check.
In the inner room, there is a woman lying on the ground. Her dress has long been soaked with blood. There is a large pool of blood on the ground. With so much blood, it is difficult for the person to survive. The most important thing is to confirm the fate of this person.
who is it.
Mr. Yan bravely lowered his head to check, and Mrs. Yan Er's pale face immediately appeared in front of him.
Although Mr. Yan was well prepared, he was frightened and took two steps back when he saw this scene.
It was not the fourth girl who died, but the second younger brother and sister.
Mrs. Yan Er's unclosed eyes seemed to be staring at him, and a chill suddenly came to Mr. Yan's heart.
"Second Master, Second Master, please let me go. I still have my mother to support me, so I cannot die."
The shouts outside brought Mr. Yan back to his senses. He quickly walked out of the house and saw Mr. Yan handing the sword in his hand to the boy beside him and saying sternly: "If you refuse to plead guilty, your father, mother and
My brothers and sisters will also be buried with me, and your whole family will die. If you recognize it now, I will protect your family's prosperity and wealth."
The boy knelt on the ground and cried in panic.
Mr. Yan Er kicked him over and said viciously: "He hurt the second wife and I caught him. Immediately report to the official and send him to the Yamen. When the Yamen come, if anyone dares to talk nonsense, don't blame me for being rude."
The servants did not dare to speak anymore and just responded in low voices.
"Who else..." Mr. Yan Er seemed to have gone crazy and turned around to see Mr. Yan, "Yes, brother... If you deal with the sister-in-law too, she will definitely report me to the Yamen... I can't worry, you
After dealing with her, my brother will find you a better marriage in the future. Whatever kind of woman you like, my brother will find you and let you be your groom every night."
"Second brother, please wake up," Mr. Yan said, "it can't be solved by killing people now."
"Brother, you still can't bear it." Mr. Yan Er tightly grasped Mr. Yan's arm, "You have forgotten that dad said that women are nothing. Even the lives of royal women are not worth a penny. In the final analysis, they are just playthings.
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"Shut up," Mr. Yan's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to grab Mr. Yan Er's neck immediately, "Don't say such words again, do you hear me?"
Seeing his elder brother's angry look, Mr. Yan Er came to his senses and nodded hurriedly.
"Go and change your clothes," Mr. Yan let go of Mr. Yan Er, "Let people burn all the clothes. Go quickly..."
Mr. Yan Er looked into the room with red eyes. Everything was like a nightmare. After entering the door, he went straight to the bedroom and saw the person lying on the bed. He thought it was the fourth girl. Without saying a word, he thrust a sword from her back.
Enter, and then use force to send the sword tip out of her chest.
He just wanted to kill that bitch. Thinking about what Brother Zheng looked like when he died, even if he killed this bitch ten times, it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart. He couldn't kill Song Chengxuan now, but killing this bitch was very easy.
.
The bitch on the bed obviously didn't expect such a change. She just struggled slightly, let out a wailing cry in her throat, and started to twitch all over.
He pulled out his sword and pulled the bitch's head, trying to cut off her head.
Brother Zheng's head is missing, so this bitch will suffer the same fate.
But when he turned the bitch's head around, what he saw was his wife.
How can this be.
He immediately froze there, and then heard the maid's scream.
He bravely looked over again and saw that he was right.
Thinking of this, Mr. Yan Er's eyes began to wander again.
They were all dead, all in one night.
Why is this happening? It seems like someone is deliberately plotting against him.
"What about that bitch," Mr. Yan Er suddenly thought, "where did the fourth girl go? Finding her was all a trick of her and Cui Hao. It must be the two of them..."
As soon as Master Yan finished speaking, the steward stumbled into the yard and said, "First Master, Second Master, it's not good, someone from the Yamen is here."
Mr. Yan's heart skipped a beat, and his heart seemed to fall: "Whoever reported it to the Yamen couldn't have done it so quickly."
Before Mrs. Yan Er could deal with it, before she had time to clean up all this, why did someone come from the Yamen?
The steward continued: "They are officers and soldiers patrolling the city. They heard that there was a murder in our house and came to check."
Mr. Yan suddenly panicked, and the fierce look he had shown when he asked his servants to take the blame was gone. His hands and feet were weak and he was at a loss what to do. He pulled Mr. Yan tightly: "Brother, help me resist. I'll go change my clothes first.
If someone from the Yamen sees it, I will definitely die."
Mr. Yan nodded and was about to walk out when he heard a burst of chaotic sounds coming towards him.
A servant girl of the Yan family led the government officials to surround the courtyard.
Master Yan was just thinking about reminding Master Yan when he heard the servant girl pointing to his back: "Second Master, where is the Second Master?"
"Wait... Sir... you guys..." Mr. Yan was pushed away by the officers and soldiers before he could finish his words.
Mr. Yan stumbled and almost fell to the ground. When he turned around to look, Mr. Yan Er had been caught and pressed firmly to the ground.
Mr. Yan Er's body was covered with blood and he had not had time to clean up everything. He was sent to the Yamen like this. No matter what he said, the Yamen would not believe that the matter had nothing to do with him.
"Brother, save me." Mr. Yan Er yelled.
As soon as Mr. Yan stepped forward, he was stopped by the officers and soldiers. He heard the officers and soldiers say coldly: "If you have anything to say, just come with us to the Yamen. Someone will naturally ask you."
Mr. Yan's legs went weak and he immediately stepped back. He raised his head and looked at the yard where the fourth girl lived. The yard was already surrounded and was only waiting for the Yamen to come and take over.
The news that Mr. Yan Er was taken away reached the main house.
Old Mrs. Yan stumbled and tried to get out of bed to take a look, but several consecutive blows left him with no strength. He struggled several times and failed to stand up.
"Dad," Mr. Yan walked in, "you have to take care of yourself. Let's think about it again. We will definitely find a way..."
Having said this, Mr. Yan looked at Mrs. Yan.
Mrs. Yan understood and immediately walked out, gently closing the door of Mr. Yan's room.
Mr. Yan supported the old man and sat beside the bed: "Father, why don't we tell the story? Maybe we can get the second brother's life back."