Tears and smoke mixed together, blurring her vision, and Madame Tang struggled to get up, her white jade fingers grasping the scorched black and hot edge of the bed, and tumbling off the bed with all her might.

As soon as she fell to the ground, there was a sharp pain in her abdomen, and she moved her eyes with difficulty, and saw that the bottom of her skirt had already turned red.

Blood kept pouring out, and the pain made her convulsive, and her eyes blurred with tears.

In order to preserve the Tang family's bloodline, and more importantly, to protect her own flesh and bones, she endured the pain and weakness, and moved forward with extreme difficulty, leaving dazzling blood marks on the ground.

The fire was getting more and more rampant, and now it had spread, burning all the way to the beams of the house, and the wisps of green smoke had already turned into billowing smoke.

She coughed and banged desperately on the ground, hoping that someone would come to her rescue.

......

The fire flickered and smoke rose everywhere, finally luring in the night guards outside the temple.

The moment the door opened, Mrs. Tang had already fainted, and the ground was covered with scarlet blood.

They hurriedly rescued people, and called Jiang Yuan, who was pretending to sleep, and ran all the way in the direction of the Tang Clan.

The two were in the carriage together, and Jiang Yuan saw that she was not dead, and the evil claws had reached her neck.

Just as it was about to fall, the carriage jerked and stopped.

"What has happened, ma'am?"

Tang Shihai's voice outside the carriage suddenly sounded, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand, replacing it with a sad look, blaming herself and wiping her tears.

A few of the guards bowed their heads and said nothing, just pointing to the carriage, trembling with fright.

The curtain of the carriage was immediately lifted, Tang Shihai was distressed, and hurriedly carried Mrs. Tang out of the carriage, and Edgeworth left.

Jiang Yuan, who was ignored throughout the whole process, was so angry that her muscles burst out, and her liver and gallbladder exploded.

Although Tang Shihai sent Mrs. Tang to the hospital as quickly as possible, she lost too much blood and inhaled a lot of smoke, and finally failed to survive.

Fortunately, the doctor in the hospital had superb medical skills and took out the child by caesarean section.

Tang Shihai was grief-stricken, but he had no power to return to heaven, just hugged the child and said: "Madame, rest assured, the husband will definitely regard his son as his life, and let him grow up carefree." ”

After dealing with Mrs. Tang's funeral, Tang Shihai returned to the 'Hanguang Temple' to investigate the truth, but the building was already empty, and he couldn't even see a ghost.

The old abbot heard that Mrs. Tang had died on the night of the fire, and for fear of suffering from the fish in the pond, he had already run away with a group of young monks.

And the small courtyard where Mrs. Tang lived before has also become a pile of ruins, and he failed to find out the truth after all.

Unable to vent his anger, he killed the unprotected guards to vent his hatred.

After that, he named the child Tang Yanyan, intending to let him live freely and carefree.

Eight years later, Tang Yanyan really lived as he expected, naughty, clever, eloquent, and the most capable of making people happy.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the talent to practice, no matter how Tang Shihai teaches him, he just can't even hold a sword.

So much so that later, he was reluctant to touch the sword.

The doctor said that he was born because of the delay in the time and the damage to his spiritual veins.

Tang Shihai no longer insisted on it, still held him in the palm of his hand and took care of him carefully.

And Jiang Yuan has long been forgotten by Tang Shihai.

Jiang Yuan was afraid that her assassination of Mrs. Tang would be exposed, and for eight years, she did not dare to take the initiative to find Tang Shihai, and Tang Shihai did not even know that she gave birth to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu is seven years old, but he has never met his father, but he has always known his existence, and he also wants to have a father who loves him like other children.

Jiang Yuan taught him very well, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etiquette, and economy, and even let him secretly learn from the Tang disciples to practice swords.

She knew that Tang Yanyan's spiritual veins were broken, and she was destined to be unable to lift a sword in this life, so she wanted to make Jiang Yu outstanding, so as to get everything she wanted to have.

But when she appeared in front of Tang Shihai with Jiang Yu, Tang Shihai didn't have joy in his eyes, he just frowned, and said angrily: "Go to the account room and get the money, get out of the Tang family." ”

He didn't even glance at what Jiang Yu looked like, so he moved his eyes to Tang Yanyan, who was playing by the lotus pond, and smiled with an easy-going face.

Jiang Yuan knelt on the ground, pulled the hem of Tang Shihai's clothes, and begged him to leave Jiang Yu.

said that the child is the bloodline of the Tang family, that he is extraordinarily talented, Wen Taowu is good at everything, and he is a malleable talent.

Tang Shihai looked back, the smile on his face instantly turned into anger, and he kicked her to the ground when he raised his foot.

From the time she designed to climb into his bed, and then used his wife to return to the Tang clan, and now wants to use Jiang Yu to fight for everything about his son, how can he not be annoyed.

Jiang Yuan stubbornly got up, and bluntly said that Tang Yanyan had no talent, and he was destined to have no future in this life, and said that Jiang Yu could take over the Tang clan instead of him, and the Tang family could not have no successor......

Her words not only did not make Tang Shihai change his mind, but made him even more annoyed, and he immediately pulled out his sword.

A sword stabbed down and carried her bright red tongue to the ground.

Tang Yanyan said that the mutilation of the spiritual vein was a wound in his heart, and it was impossible for him to let the Tang family fall into the hands of a child born of a handmaid.

He said: "Remember, I Tang Shihai only has one son in my life, before I change my mind, roll as far as I can with him, otherwise it will ......."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but pointed at Jiang Yu and glared angrily.

Jiang Yuan curled up on the ground in pain, the two narrow blood marks on her lips spread all the way to her earlobes, she opened her mouth in pain to say something more, but she could only see a mouth full of scarlet scarlet gushing out.

She caressed her blood-stained cheeks with trembling hands, and when she saw her hands full of scarlet, her pupils filled with resentment in shock.

got up, rushed to the lotus pond like crazy, and pushed Tang Yanyan into the lotus pond.

With bursts of exclamations, the attendants around him immediately jumped off the lotus pond and rescued Tang Yanyan.

Tang Yanyan was overly frightened and cried vigorously.

And Jiang Yuan from the moment Tang Yanyan fell from the lotus pond, the long sword had already penetrated her chest from the back.

When the sword body was withdrawn, the scarlet that kept dripping from the corners of his lips merged with the blood gushing out of his chest, dyeing the pale pink lotus skirt red.

She turned around in astonishment, her eyes crossed Tang Shihai, smiled hard at Jiang Yu, and finally slowly fell down with all her unwillingness and resentment, and fell asleep extremely tired.

Jiang Yu witnessed all this with his own eyes, he was extremely scared, his weak body trembled, and on his teary-eyed little face, a pair of small hands covered his mouth stiffly, for fear that he would make a little noise.

Tang Shihai turned around, carrying the blood-drenched long sword, and walked towards Jiang Yu step by step, raising his eyebrows and raising the long sword.

Just as he was about to fall, Jiang Yu fainted.