The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 137 You Believe in God’s Wrath 2

But the person who was sitting in the yard and studying with his books was not like her son.

She watched the strange man doing exactly the same thing as her son.

Dressing, studying, and marching are all exactly the same. Wherever her son has been, he has also been there.

The books his son has read and the notes he has made will be imitated.

The living environment is exactly the same. Sun Yarou feels chills all over her body. She knows that she can't touch them, but when the man looks into the distance, she feels terrible.

Sun Yarou can be sure that this strange person has been preparing to replace her son since she was a child. There is no difference in height and figure, but how did the originally different appearance become the same?

Sun Yarou's body trembled, she knew, and she would know soon.

Zhao Fengyun also showed disbelief in his eyes.

Everyone sighed.

They saw the truth of the matter as bystanders.

Sun Yarou was completely paralyzed on the ground, and the scene she saw in her dream now happened in front of her eyes.

When she saw Zhao Anhuai being taken away, her heart ached. She knew that her son must be very scared. After all, whoever said it for more than ten years would suddenly feel horrified when they saw a person who behaved the same as herself.

The moment she saw Zhao Anhuai's head cut off, Sun Yarou passed out.

Zhao Fengyun even knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly and shouting hoarsely: "Huai'er, my Huai'er."

Liying's face changed, she wanted to lean on Zhao Fengyun, but Zhao Fengyun pushed her away, Zhao Fengyun knelt down and took two steps, stretched out his hand on the ground, as if he wanted to pick up something.

Everyone knows that he saw Zhao Anhuai beheaded with his own eyes, and he wanted to pick up Zhao Anhuai's head.

But these are all things that have already happened, they can see it, but they can't touch it.

Zhao Anhuai's head was held up by a pair of slender hands and walked into the room. When he came out again, his appearance had already changed to Zhao Anhuai's. He had studied Zhao Anhuai for sixteen years, and no one could tell the difference.

Liu Sanniang withdrew some of her strength, and the servant who came back to her senses ran to Sun Yarou's side to help Sun Yarou: "Ma'am, ma'am."

Zhao Fengyun burst into tears, he staggered up and went over to hold Sun Yarou in his arms: "Madam, wake up quickly, come here, doctor..."

Zhao Fengyun looked at Zhao Anhuai, revealing a monstrous hatred: "Come on, arrest this fake thing, I will tear him into pieces."

Zhao Anhuai didn't panic when his face was exposed, he looked at Liu Sanniang with dark eyes: "I underestimated you."

Liu Sanniang smiled: "This is your divine punishment."

Zhao Anhuai wanted to stimulate the power to crush the poison in his stomach, but he felt his stomach churning. He frowned and looked at Liu Sanniang.

The rolling pain in his stomach made him fall to the ground, unable to help rolling.

Liu Sanniang got up: "Spit it out."

Zhao Anhuai clenched his teeth, but the churning in his stomach became more and more serious, as if an invisible hand was stirring in his stomach, and this hand grabbed his stomach, as if tearing off a piece of his stomach viciously , and then came out down his throat, he could feel the teeth being pushed open by a force.

"vomit--"

Zhao Anhuai vomited a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth. There was a black pill in the blood. When the pill met the air, it made a chi-chi sound, and the surrounding blood turned black.

Zhao Anhuai looked at Liu Sanniang with a gloomy expression, mixed with anger and fear.

Liu Sanniang's strength exceeded his expectations. He thought he could resist Liu Sanniang, but in the end, he was slapped across the face with a few resounding slaps.

Liu Sanniang got the poison sac out of his stomach, and he didn't even have the right to die.

Zhao Fengyun yelled angrily: "Put him in prison for me, and I will tear him into pieces."

The poison Zhao Anhuai vomited greatly stimulated Zhao Fengyun, a thing that killed his son and replaced his son, even if he wanted to die so easily, don't even think about it.

Zhao Anhuai was lying on the ground, he looked at Liu Sanniang: "What's your name?"

Liu Sanniang ignored Zhao Anhuai, she walked towards the unconscious Sun Yarou, and gently reached out to hold Sun Yarou's hand.

Sun Yarou woke up quickly, she looked at Liu Sanniang, tears flowed out instantly.

Sun Yarou didn't speak, closed her eyes, and let the tears flow, her son was gone.

Zhao Fengyun looked sad: "Madam, I will definitely not let the murderer who killed Huai'er go."

Sun Yarou choked: "He is wearing the skin of my Huai'er. Find Huai'er and return it to him."

Zhao Fengyun nodded heavily, and when he turned to look at Zhao Anhuai, he wished he could give Zhao Anhuai a cramp right away.

Liu Sanniang said, "It's not over yet."

Zhao Fengyun was startled: "What do you mean by this girl?"

Before it was over, he didn't dare to think about it, Zhao Fengyun shuddered: "Ren'er, An'an..."

His legitimate son and legitimate daughter, Zhao Fengyun's whole body was stiff, and he felt chills all over his body.

Liu Sanniang said: "It's not them."

Zhao Fengyun felt relieved after hearing these words.

Liu Sanniang looked at Zhao Anhuai and said, "Who is it that told the eldest son's life routine to others?"

Zhao Fengyun looked at Zhao Anhuai, and there was thunder in his eyes, he shouted sharply: "Come on, go and call everyone in the mansion to the main courtyard."

Everyone in the servants is in danger, and those who pretend to be the eldest son have been exposed. If there is any secret in their hearts, how can they hide it.

As servants, on the surface, they dare not say anything about their masters, but behind their backs, they will always complain, some hands and feet are not clean, and they will follow some things. If any of these things are revealed, what will happen to them is waiting for them. Miserable.

Those who were kicked out by the master's house with unclean hands and feet and went to other houses in the future, how could life be easier.

Everyone is in danger for a while.

In the whole Zhao Mansion, people rushed to the main courtyard on their backs.

But soon, some servants ran into the main courtyard crawling and rolling: "Master, Master is not well, Zhao Sheng committed suicide, Zhao Sheng committed suicide."

Zhao Fengyun's face was gloomy: "What a dog slave, chop it up and feed it to my dog!"

Zhao Sheng, the bookboy who served Zhao Anhuai since he was a child, committed suicide at this time, obviously committing suicide in fear of crime, and the eldest son was killed and replaced. For such an enmity, even if Zhao Sheng died, there would not be a whole body.

After Zhao Sheng died, the servants breathed a sigh of relief.

The butler first knelt down and slapped himself: "Master, madam, the villain's hands are dirty. I was greedy for a hundred taels of silver a few years ago. It's all because the villain couldn't resist going to the gambling house. Please forgive me, Mrs. Master. Atonement, make up the one hundred taels."

The butler took the lead, and the other servants also knelt down and pleaded guilty, slapping themselves.

At this time, what they did was nothing at all.

Compared with Zhao Sheng, who murdered the eldest son, stealing is a trivial matter with a feather duster. It is better to plead guilty at this time than to confess after being found out.