Chapter 137 It's Good If You Believe In God's Retribution 2

   Chapter 137 It's Good If You Believe In God's Retribution 2

   But the person sitting in the yard and studying with Wenshu is not like her son.

   She looked at the strange man, doing exactly the same thing as her son.

   From dressing, reading books, and parading, they are all 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 felt chills all over her body. She knew that she couldn't touch them, but when the man looked into the distance, she would feel terrible.

  Sun Yarou can be sure that this stranger 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 trembled, she knew, she would know soon.

   Zhao Fengyun also showed disbelief.

  Everyone sighed.

   They saw the truth 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 that Zhao Anhuai was taken away, her heart clenched. She knew that her son must be very scared. After all, whoever said it for more than ten years, suddenly saw a person who behaved the same as her, and she would be horrified.

   When she saw Zhao Anhuai's head chopped off, Sun Yarou fainted.

   Zhao Fengyun even knelt on the ground, crying bitterly and 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 two steps, stretched out his hand to fish on the ground, as if he wanted to pick up something.

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

   But this is what has 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 become Zhao Anhuai's. He had studied Zhao Anhuai for sixteen years, and no one could tell the difference.

  Liu Sanniang withdrew some strength, and the servant, who had recovered, ran to Sun Yarou's side to support Sun Yarou: "Madam, Madam."

   Zhao Fengyun burst into tears, he staggered up and went over, hugged Sun Yarou: "Madam, wake up, come, please doctor..."

   Zhao Fengyun looked at Zhao Anhuai, showing monstrous hatred: "Come here, arrest this counterfeit thing, I will cut his body into thousands of pieces."

Zhao Anhuai didn't panic when his face was revealed. He looked at Liu Sanniang with dark eyes: "I underestimate you."

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

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

   The pain was rolling in his stomach, causing him to fall to the ground and couldn't help rolling.

  Liu Sanniang got up: "Spit it out."

Zhao Anhuai gritted his teeth, but the churning in his stomach was getting heavier and heavier, as if an invisible hand was stirring in his stomach, and this hand grabbed his stomach, as if it ripped off a piece of his stomach. , and down his throat, he could feel his teeth being pushed apart 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 saw the air, it made a screeching 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, a few loud slaps hit him in the face.

  Liu Sanniang got the poison sac out of his stomach, and he was not even qualified to die.

   Zhao Fengyun roared angrily: "Put him in jail for me, and this officer will smash his body into ten thousand pieces."

  The poison that Zhao Anhuai spit out greatly stimulated Zhao Fengyun, something that killed his son and replaced his son, and 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, and tears flowed out instantly.

  Sun Yarou did not speak, closed her eyes and let the tears flow, her son was gone.

   Zhao Fengyun looked sad: "Madam, I will never let go of the murderer who killed Huai'er."

  Sun Yarou stuttered: "What he wears is 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 that Zhao Anhuai would be skinned and cramped immediately.

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

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

   It wasn't over yet, he didn't dare to think about it, Zhao Fengyun shuddered: "Ren'er, An An..."

   His son-in-law, Zhao Fengyun's body was stiff and he only felt cold all over his body.

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

   Zhao Fengyun felt relieved when he heard these words.

  Liu Sanniang looked at Zhao Anhuai and said, "Who is the one who relayed the life of the eldest son to others?"

   Zhao Fengyun looked at Zhao Anhuai, with thunder and anger in his eyes, he roared sharply: "Come here, go and call everyone in the house to the main courtyard."

Everyone under    is in danger, and everyone who pretends to be the eldest son has been exposed. What secrets are in their hearts, how can they hide them.

The servants, on the surface, dare not say anything about the master, but behind the scenes, there will always be a couple of complaints. Some of the hands and feet are not clean, and some things will be obeyed. Any of these things will be shaken out, waiting for their end. Miserable.

   Being kicked out by the master's house, with unclean hands and feet, and going to another house in the future, how could life be better.

   Everyone was in danger for a while.

  The entire Zhao Mansion rushed to the main courtyard.

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

   Zhao Fengyun's face was gloomy: "What a dog slave, chop me up and feed the dog!"

  Zhao Sheng, the book boy who served Zhao Anhuai since he was a child, he committed suicide at this time. He clearly committed suicide because of fear of crime.

   Zhao died, and the servants breathed a sigh of relief.

The housekeeper first knelt down and slapped himself: "Master, Madam, the villain's hands are dirty, and he embezzled a hundred taels of silver a few years ago. It's all because the villain couldn't help but go to the casino, please spare your life, the villain is willing to take credit for it. Atonement, make up the one hundred taels."

  The housekeeper took the lead, and the other servants also knelt down to confess their guilt and slapped themselves.

   At this time, what they do is nothing at all.

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

   (end of this chapter)