Knowing that it was not Yan Lin who killed someone impulsively, Jiang Yue's heart relaxed, put one hand around his neck and said, "No, even if you make a mistake, Master Yan will not blame you, you go to his spirit and kowtow to admit your mistake, just change it, don't think about anything now, don't be afraid." ”

After speaking, Jiang Yue didn't wait for him to speak again, kissed him on the lips, she didn't know how to soothe his uneasiness, she could only divert his attention.

Jiang Yue's voice was very soft, and when he felt the softness on his lips, he was stunned for a moment, and the girl who was usually gentle as water would take the initiative to kiss him.

At this point, he forgot everything in his mind just now, there was no hatred, nothing right or wrong, and he took the initiative to attack Jiang Yue.

His hand groped all the way from her waist to the strap of her clothes, and was about to untie his pocket, but he heard Jiang Yuejiao whisper shyly, "Don't be here." ”

Yan Lin picked up the person and entered the nearest room.

The tip of his nose was full of the fragrance of Jiang Yue's body, and the long hair of the two was wrapped around his neck.

Jiang Yue looked at him with half-open eyes with tenderness, "Go to Yan's Mansion, whether it's right or wrong, he has raised you for more than 20 years, Master Yan is dead now, not to mention wearing linen and filial piety, you have to go to worship and incense." ”

Just now she had handed over her body to him, and she had identified this person in this life, and she should be by his side to persuade and remind her, whether it was right or wrong.

Yan Lin didn't answer her, "You and I did this before we got married, because I can't stand you." ”

"You will marry me in the end, how can you not live with me, now that we have the reality of husband and wife, I will only be happy." Jiang Yue smiled like a lotus flower blooming in the early summer of Linghe, swaying and moving.

Yan Lin thought that he only had guilt for Jiang Yue, but after a long time, this guilt and love have long been indistinguishable.

"Go to Yan's house, don't let yourself have regrets, nothing to do with right or wrong, nothing to hate." Jiang Yue persuaded again.

Yan Lin left, and under Jiang Yue's persuasion, he sent out the courtyard and headed towards Yan's mansion.

Leaving Jiang Yue alone in the room, she looked at the willow tree outside the window that had begun to sprout, and smiled bitterly, she loved him and waited for him to marry her, and now she only hoped that she could still get her wish.

When Yan Lin rushed back to Chun'an County, the sky was about to darken, and there were still many people in the Yan Mansion who came to mourn, most of them were chess friends or business friends who had made good friends with Master Yan.

As soon as Yan Lin appeared at the door of Yan's mansion, he found that the subordinates guarding the door were glaring at him angrily, and some people were about to drive him out with a stinky face.

Yan Lin ignored them, raised his feet and walked towards the mourning hall, and the subordinates he met on the way were also undisguised disgusted by him.

What does his business have to do with this!

Before his feet stepped into the mourning hall, he heard Yan's mother's voice, "You are a wicked obstacle, what are you going to do, get out, get out, your father doesn't want to see you, our Yan family doesn't welcome you!" ”

He could hear the sadness and anger in Yan's mother's voice, Yan Lin stopped and looked at Yan's mother, who was being helped by Li Tianyan and walking towards him.

"You unfilial thing, what are you doing here, it's not enough to be angry with your father, do you want to be angry with me before you stop?!" Yan Mu walked up to him and slapped him.

Yan Lin felt that her strength was not strong, and he didn't know if it was because she was showing affection or being too sad and her strength was too small, he guessed that it was also the latter.

"I am unfilial, no matter how he has nurtured me, I am not wrong to come to worship today."

"Since you're not wrong, what are you here to worship?! Qi Song has a son guarding in front of the spirit, and friends come to mourn, there is no need for you to be here to behave, you go, you go! Yan's mother shouted, her body shook and she almost couldn't stand, but fortunately she was helped.

"Today I came to worship sincerely, don't stop the old lady." When he saw the coffin in the mourning hall, and saw Yan's mother, whose crying voice was out of tune, tears came out at once.

I only met yesterday, but today I am lying in a coffin, how can this be!

Yesterday's quarrel turned out to be the last.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he was about to bypass Yan Mu and the two of them when he moved forward, but Yan Mu was stubbornly blocked in place, not allowing him to take another half step forward.

"My husband doesn't need unfilial and unrighteous people to come to worship, someone will invite this person out, and this person will not be allowed to come in in the future, do you hear clearly?"

Yan Mu commanded in a raised voice, and after speaking, she turned around and walked like a futon in front of the spiritual platform, unwilling to look at Yan Lin again.

"Clear!" The subordinates inside and outside the mourning hall all replied in unison, they had long wanted to drive Yan Lin out, and now that they had received the order of the old lady, they naturally rolled up their sleeves one by one to do it.

"Sister-in-law, didn't you ask me to kowtow to my father's spirit? Why are you driving me out again? Yan Lin took a breath and stopped his tears, he was now thinking about whether he came to Yan Mansion right or wrong, whether to leave now.

Lately, he has always felt that he can't think about a lot of things clearly, and his mind is messed up, what is right? Who should he believe?

"If you came to admit your mistake, I would have invited you, but since you think you are right, what are you doing here?" Li Tianyan looked back at him, and after speaking, he waved to all the servants and asked them to drive Yan Lin out.

"You don't need to rush, I'll go by myself!" Yan Lin walked away a little messily, he didn't look back, he felt that he had to wait until after the answer before coming, if it was really like Yan Rui said..., no, no.

Yan Rui watched his back from behind, his hands clenched into fists, and his fingers were white.

Yan Lin left Yan's Mansion and was about to enter the restaurant, but was blocked by the owner of the restaurant, "Hey, people like you are not welcome in my small shop, go elsewhere." ”

The owner of the restaurant has received the favor of Master Yan, and now that Mr. Yan has passed away, he is very sorry, and of course he does not welcome Yan Lin.

Yan Lin squinted at him, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

Before he could go far, he was stopped by someone, it was someone from his own house, Yan Lin looked at him suspiciously.

"Young master, the person you sent to Jiaqing has returned, and now he is waiting for you to go back in the house." The little guy whispered.

"Go back."

Yan Lin hurriedly returned to his house, and the closer he got closer, the more he felt that his feet were getting heavier and heavier.

Late at night, Yan Lin sat alone on the ground holding the wine jar, and a hoarse cry sounded in the empty room, it was really his own mistake, father, it was really his own mistake.

Why can't he trust his father more, how could his father kill his biological father, how could he! Why did Zhang Ting deceive himself.

With a 'clang', the wine jar was smashed on the wall, the tiles shattered to the ground, Yan Lin reopened the jar of wine, opened his mouth and poured it down.

"Why? Why lie to me? ”

"Father, I was wrong, why can't I believe you a little more, even a little, even if I didn't say those words that day, it wouldn't be like this, there is still room for redemption."

He cried and took a piece of broken wine jar and scratched it fiercely on his hand, and immediately blood flowed out, and he wanted to be sober himself.

The pale moonlight shone through the window on his face, revealing the mottled traces of wine on the ground and the blood on his hands.

He's really unfilial! The father who brought him up single-handedly was angry to death, and I am afraid that God will not forgive him.

Zhang Ting and Zhou Xi, I will definitely not let you go, Yan Lin raised his head buried between his knees, his eyes were red, and he was full of remorse and hatred!