All day on the sixth day, Mi Jiu looked a little listless, and those various emotions and spirits dried up together. Hu Yan looked at Mi Jiu coldly and did not give any explanation. While sometimes facts speak louder than words, words are not necessarily another fact. Over the years, she really hasn't met anyone worthy of her explanation. Well, maybe there was one, but she ran away. Hey, if she becomes perverted, she really can't even stand herself.

Hu Yan looked out the window and felt that the matter was about to be resolved.

As soon as it was dark, Qu Nanyi put down his rice bowl and led all the officials to take a walk to the Yanjia opera troupe. He appeared in the courtyard with great momentum, ordered someone to directly pull out Yan Delin and twist it to the ground, he threw a blood-stained shirt into Yan Delin's face, his aura was full of aura, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Yan Delin, you killed Fenghua, and you still don't recruit from the truth!" ”

Yan Delin, who was unrecognizable, held the bloody clothes of Fenghua, cried bitterly, and finally confessed his guilt.

Yan Delin's account of the murder process was not detailed, and it was even a little upside down, which showed that he was greatly frightened. He mistakenly thought that the child in Fenghua's belly was not his, but Mi Jiu's, and he killed the killer in anger. As for why the phoenix flower grew old after death, he couldn't tell clearly, so he only shuddered and shouted to ask the Qingtian Lord to call the shots, burned the phoenix's body, and couldn't let her continue to do trouble.

Although Yan Delin's words were excited and his language was confused, the general situation at that time can be reminiscent.

It is said that that that night, Yan Delin lost a mess and was cut off by Bai Ziqi. He was forced to pay off his debts to Bai Ziqi, and he was very unhappy, so he slipped his pants, hid from people, and touched the back door of the troupe all the way.

The coachman Quanzi is usually in charge of guarding the yard, and when he knew that Yan Delin had gone out to gamble again, he left the door for him.

Yan Delin slipped into the backyard, wanting to go back to the house directly, but he was afraid that he would scare Fenghua like this. It doesn't matter if you scare the mother-in-law, it's not good if you scare the baby.

Yan Delin hated a lot when he thought that he had lost an ear because of Mi Jiu. He thought that he was going to send Mi Jiu away tomorrow, so naturally he couldn't let him carry money with him. Everything about Mi Jiu is from the Yan family opera troupe, and it is all his own!

The grandson of Mi Jiu always treats him as a fool because he is the pillar of the troupe, but whenever a noble person rewards a good thing, he can pull it into his own room, and he doesn't know how to take it out to honor the class master. But it's good to go, he is gone, and he wants to take all these good things with him!

Yan Delin immediately came to his senses when he thought of the good things hidden in the house. He spat in the palm of his hand, sipped his big pants, and slipped lightly through the back door into the inner courtyard, not caring about the earache, and went directly into the house of Mi Jiu.

In the end, he was a thief with a weak heart, and he didn't dare to turn on the lights, so he groped for those treasures in the dark. I rummaged through the cabinets, found them in the crevices, and touched the bed, but I couldn't find even a piece of silver!

Just as Yan Delin whispered Mom, there was a sudden knock on the door softly.

Yan Delin was startled, and hid here and there like a headless fly, and hit his head on the bedpost, groaning in pain.

When the people outside the door heard the movement in the house, they immediately lowered their voices and said coquettishly: "Jiu'er, are you back?" My sister-in-law got up at night and came to see you. It turned out that Fenghua couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, thinking about Mi Jiu in her heart, afraid that he would be seriously injured if she went out this time, so she pricked up her ears and listened to the movement, mistakenly thinking that Mi Jiu was back. In the past, if Mi Jiu could walk after being injured, it would be like this, and he would sneak back to the house alone.

When Yan Delin heard it, it was his daughter-in-law's voice, and he just wanted to scold, but he sensitively noticed something wrong. So, he lay on the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, and said nothing, but wanted to see what the slut had come to do!?

Feng Hua saw that no one answered her, so she pushed the door lightly and walked out. A few small steps walked to the side of the bed, and vaguely saw a person lying on the bed, his eyes lit up, and he said softly: "Jiu'er, my sister-in-law brought you the best gold medicine, you take off your clothes, and let your sister-in-law wipe some of it." His voice turned, and he gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "That evil Yan Delin, I really married him for eight lifetimes!" I don't know whether it's cold or hot, and I can't move to slap a few big ear scrapers! Sister-in-law, I see that he forced you to go out to entertain those nobles, this heart is going to break! Tonight, the dead man went to gamble again. My sister-in-law has been listening to the movement, and she knows that it was you who has come back, so she came to see your injuries in the dark. After choking twice, he put the gold sore medicine on the side of the bed, and reached out to lift the thin quilt, "Good man, let my sister-in-law take a look, but it hurts badly?" Ah......h

The quilt was lifted, and through the bright moonlight, Fenghua saw a man with a bloody face. The man, raising his hand, gave her two big ear scrapers fiercely, and scolded angrily: "Slut! ”

Feng Hua was shocked, and before she could argue, she was knocked to the ground by a stormy subway fist, followed by a punch and kick.

She wanted to cry for help and beg for mercy, but she couldn't make any sound because of a punch in her throat. She curled up, desperately trying to protect her abdomen with her hands, but she still felt a stream of heat slip out of her body and down her thighs to the ground.

Is that...... Her children.

The child took away all her strength and hope.

She gave up struggling, she gave up resisting, she gave up her life.

Yan Delin is not a good person!

He ate, drank, prostitutes, gambled, and did everything.

In the past, when the family was poor, Yan Delin lived by killing pigs for people. As soon as you have spare money, you have to drink two catties of wine. When she drinks high, she either sleeps with her or beats her, and she always thinks that her stomach is not angry. She admitted these and endured them!

Since his father-in-law found Yan Delin, he won this troupe for nothing. Yan Delin had money and started gambling and prostitution again. She thought men were such fucked things. Who knows, when she first saw Mi Jiu, she had to keep her mouth shut tightly so that she wouldn't let that unconscious heart jump out of her throat.

After her father-in-law's death, she couldn't hold back any longer, and always looked for an opportunity to run to Mi Jiu's side, hoping that he would glance at her with his slightly raised eyes. Really, just at a glance, she was willing to die.

It's a pity that Mi Jiu doesn't look down on her.

But she couldn't control herself.

Today, it would be nice if Jiu Jiu was here. If she is going to die, Mi Jiu will definitely take a look at her. Then, she could go to her heart's content.

Yan Delin pulled Fenghua's hair, slammed her head on the slammer, and scolded hatefully: "You prostitute! I'll let you steal people! I'll make you cheap! Lao Tzu beat you-raised! ”

The kicking continued, but Fenghua had already closed her eyes.

At the moment when Fenghua was dying, a feeling mixed with pleasure and hatred rose from the bottom of her heart - let you Yan Delin kick the child in my belly, and I Fenghua cursed you to cut off your children and grandchildren!