Outside the window, a cold moon was half-hidden behind the clouds.

The secret, like the moon, is half-concealed and half-hidden, so that he can't see through it or touch it.

Whether Aman has died early, or where he is suffering, and he is close to the end of the world, it is unknown.

He said hoarsely, "Ning'er, I hurt your mother."

Han Youning leaned on his father's shoulder and said softly, "It's not my father who harms people, it's Wen Ruchun. The first half of your life was already too hard, and now it's easy to break free from a shackle, and you can't put a new layer on your own."

Han Jun was silent.

Where is this new, this shackle has always been there, cutting the heart and eating the bones.

Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Han Youning asked Envoy Liu, "Envoy Liu, has my father figured out what to do next?"

Han Jun frowned, "I use the poisonous oath made by the two of you, and I have to think of something else."

Han Youning smiled, "Father doesn't have to think about the two of us first, if we talk about retribution, isn't the retribution we suffer enough? God still owes us that!"

She just wanted to know what her father's method was. If there was a better one, she wouldn't have to go that way.

Han Jun rubbed his daughter's head and praised, "What you said is good, you have courage!"

He is not afraid of God's wrath, his son is a rough man, and he has no need to be afraid, and if his daughter is not afraid, then there is nothing to worry about.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Forge evidence that the Marquis of Yongping collaborated with the enemy and treason, and even the Nine Clans. Envoy Liu is Wen Ruchun's son, and their mansion will inevitably be connected."

Han Jun said calmly.

But after this calm, there was a river of blood.

Zhulian Nine Clans, it was not only the Liu Yuan envoy's family who died, not only the second room, but also many Wen clan members, and I don't know how many Wen family in-laws.

The Wen clan is flourishing, and after being implicated, I am afraid that more than two or three thousand people died.

This kind of desperate hatred has also been felt by Han Youning.

But they are revenge, not massacres.

Han Youning said, "Father, you don't have to risk falsifying evidence. I have a way to get Liu Xingchao to die, and, soon."

The East is not dawning.

Han Jun and his children went to the firewood room where Wen Ruchun and Lu were being held.

Han Jun kicked Steward Lu in the chest, kicking him out of his sleep.

Steward Lu clutched his chest and sat up slowly.

"The old slave didn't lie to the grandfather of the country, did he?"

Han Jun's mind was the tragic situation of the corpse, whether she was Aman or not, it strongly impacted his nerves.

The difference between what you see with your own eyes and what you imagine is very different.

He said coldly, "When you set fire to kill someone, did you ever think that one day you would be discovered by your father?"

"Yes. I think about it every day, and I can't sleep every day. Especially when Grandpa Guo comes back from the frontier, the old slave is even more worried." Steward Lu sighed, "I've been scared for most of my life, but when I get to the underworld, I can sleep peacefully."

Han Jun sneered, "I'm afraid you won't be able to settle down. You still have children and grandchildren."

Steward Lu's face changed greatly, and he lost his calmness, "Grandpa Guo wants to regret it? You swore to God! You are not afraid of retribution by the prince and the eldest lady!"

Han Sixing smiled evilly, "Who said you have to be a father to attack them? If you want that cheap seed to die, Lao Tzu has a way!"

Steward Lu said angrily, "Dignified and determined the country, playing tricks on the words of the oath!"

Han Jun looked at him coldly, "My father's oath to heaven is something that I dare not violate a word. My father's mother and wife died tragically, how can my father let you get what you want and be peaceful in the underworld. Have you ever heard of Extinction? Liu Yushi will soon be able to taste that taste."

Steward Lu's eyes were split, and he roared in mourning, "Dingguo Gong!"

Wen Ruchun sat in the haystack of dry grass, looking at the anger on Steward Lu's face, and a sense of happiness rose in his heart.

But thinking that it was her son who was going to be destroyed, she felt despair again.

But at this time, she had no reliance on negotiating conditions, and she had nothing. She's like a fish on the chopping board

Slaughter.

She has been manipulating others for most of her life, playing with everyone in the palm of her hand, how could she ever be so powerless!

A pyre was erected in the open space in front of the firewood house and kerosene was poured on it.

Han Jun picked up Steward Lu, dragged him to the pyre, and threw him up.

He said coldly, "You can taste what it is like to be burned alive."

Steward Lu, who was tied hand and foot on the pyre, had a flash of horror in his eyes, and struggled the pyre.

Han Jun took the torch from the guard's hand, threw it with his hand, and a fire instantly ignited on the pyre.

Fueled by kerosene, the red flames burned brightly, engulfing Steward Lu with teeth and claws.

The flesh and skin sizzled in the flames, and Steward Lu curled up in pain, and a terrible cry resounded throughout the mansion, waking up the people in the second room in their sleep.

Han Qingwan covered her ears and covered her with layers of quilts, but the screams were pervasive and clearly penetrated into her ears.

She didn't know who it was, and she didn't want to know. She only hopes that this nightmare will pass as soon as possible, and when she wakes up, it will be a sunny day!

The screams sounded for a while, and then slowly weakened, and finally there was no sound, and the man twisted into a strange shape, and let the fire continue to burn.

Wen Ruchun was at the door of the firewood room, looking at the man who said that he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life, and the end was miserable.

Even if it was hate, she still couldn't help crying.

The one who is crying may be Steward Lu, maybe it is his children and grandchildren, or maybe he is himself. Maybe it's full of unwillingness.

Han Jun turned to look at him in a solemn tone, "Wen Ruchun, next, it's your turn."

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On the same day, the Dingguo Mansion came to the Dali Temple to arrest the remnants of the Yongping Marquis Mansion Wen Ruchun.

Before leaving, Han Rui was the only one who came to see Wen Ruchun off. Han Qingwan and Han Siqi, who she held in the palm of her hand, were afraid that they would be arrested by Dali Temple, so they both closed their doors.

Wen Ruchun looked at her son with tears in her eyes, "Rui'er, you finally have a conscience and are willing to give me a ride." I'm gone, so you have to be careful." new

Han Rui looked at her coldly, "I didn't expect that my mother's good Duchess was inappropriate, she had to live with a lowly slave, and she would create such a big sin for that lowly seed. And this sin will be retributed on me and Qi Er Wan'er! Your conscience is gone, and you still want them to have a conscience?"

His father is a majestic mountain in his heart, and his majestic father who returns from the battlefield is a hero in his heart, and he should not be offended.

His favorite thing to do since he was a child was to look in the direction of the alley at the gate of the house, waiting for his father's tall figure. As soon as his father appeared, he galloped over with joy, laughing and lifting up the little one.

The mother, on the other hand, stood at the door of the house, smiling with a dignified and decent smile.

What he once thought was family and beauty was just a big joke. His beloved mother was filthy, and the father she respected, his dignity was trampled under his feet.

How can he forgive!

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