Chapter 2: Martyrdom

It was a dynasty that did not exist.

Three years ago, she married into the wealthy businessman Lu family, and then with the death of Master Lu, the Lu family is also declining, and the successor to the head of the family is her frail and sickly husband.

Although I have been hanging my life with decoction medicine all these years, it has not been a few days.

To say that although this road family is declining day by day, but it was once a wealthy family, the mountains and stones and trees everywhere in the courtyard are there, and the top of the vermilion lacquer is hung with a black gold silk nanmu plaque, and the gold lacquer characters on the plaque are vaguely willing to see the glory of the day.

But wait a minute, can she go back first, there are still things to deal with in modern times!

With this kind of TV series halfway through watching and suddenly being suffocated by the turntable, Qiu Yan stepped into the main hall of the Lu family, and there was a man in white lying on the golden silk couch not far away, most of whom was her husband.

When the few uncles gathered around saw Qiu Yan coming, they didn't look at her, and they started talking to themselves.

"Now that the end of the family is approaching, I have gathered you here to discuss how to deal with the affairs of the family master."

Qiu Yan glanced at the person who spoke, walked lightly behind the screen, picked up her skirt and walked up the steps carefully, wanting to see what the dying husband looked like.

But the steps were surprisingly slippery, and she accidentally fell over, and the whole person pounced on the man.

She slowly raised her head, and a man's face appeared in front of her, and in an instant, her clear pupils dilated with shock, and her breathing seemed to stagnate.

How is Lu Chiye!

"The ancestor of the Lu family, where the head of the family has passed away, it is inevitable that there will be those who are overly depressed and depressed, but they can follow them together, which can be regarded as relief!"

"What does the third uncle mean is that he wants his sister-in-law to be martyred?"

The word martyrdom instantly brought back Qiu Yan's thoughts.

No, no, isn't this retribution?

Didn't die in modern times, come to ancient times to give Lu Chiye a funeral?

The third uncle, Lu Xingjin, seemed to have a plan, sighed, and knelt on one knee with a stroke of his robe: "Even if it is the ancestral training, there is no other way, according to the ancestral system, please ask the wife of the head of the family to ascend to heaven." ”

Then, the uncles and aunts in the house also followed his example and knelt on the ground, although no one agreed, but the meaning was quite obvious.

Qiu Yan almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood in anger after hearing this, and learned that the next time he saw who was not pleasing to his eyes, he would face him and say: I respectfully invite you to ascend to heaven.

Seeing the maid coming over with the poison, Qiu Yan broke out in a cold sweat, and his arm inadvertently touched Lu Chiye's cheek.

Her heart trembled, but it was still hot.

So the ghost made a miracle, Qiu Yan stretched out his hand to probe his snort again, Lu Chiye was really not dead!

The maid handed over the poison, Qiu Yan kicked over the tray, and said angrily: "Wait! I have a snort, the person is not dead, what is the future! ”

Everyone looked different, but they didn't dare to speak rashly, but the third uncle, Lu Xingjin, pointed to Jin Sinan's couch and said sharply: "The old man and the others watched the head of the family breathe with their own eyes, how can it be fake?" Mrs. refuses to be buried like this, but she has a different heart for the head of the family? ”

"I think you just want to poison this housekeeper, and then take over the power yourself!" Qiu Yan is used to this kind of inferior martial arts novel routine, and he pierces his conspiracy with a sharp shot.

"I think you've bought all the elders in this house, right? Could it be that the poison on my father-in-law's body is also caused by you? You touch his vein, and he's clearly alive! ”

Qiu Yan grabbed Lu Chiye's right hand and stretched it out to Lu Xingjin, but his strength was not strong enough, and he was dragged back to the couch by the man after stretching halfway, and his body hit Lu Chiye's ribs.

Lu Chiye frowned, his fingers twitching imperceptibly.

"Ridiculous! It's ridiculous! ”

"You don't believe it, come on, come on, then you can touch it!" Qiu Yan didn't give up, and grabbed a maid beside him to touch Lu Chiye's vein.

The maid trembled with fright, trembled and probed Lu Chiye's snort, and then fell to the ground with a frightened face.

Then, the maid shouted, "The head of the house is still alive!" ”

"What!" There was an uproar in the hall, Lu Xingjin looked at the maid in disbelief, and finally couldn't help but step forward to find out Lu Chiye's life and death.

After a moment, a hint of panic appeared on his usually calm face.

He saw with his own eyes that Lu Chiye had a desperate porridge mixed with it, and even the Da Luo Immortal had no power to return to the sky, how could it be?

Could it be that there is fraud in it?

The fourth uncle behind Lu Xingjin knelt on the ground with his robe and said loudly, "Now that the Lu family is in the midst of internal and external troubles, Lu Chiye has been ill for a long time and cannot take charge, and the position of the head of the family should be taken over by the third brother!" ”

Qiu Yan was about to speak, when suddenly a cold light flashed in his afterglow, and in a moment, the cold dagger was on his neck, and the murder weapon was an old woman with red eyes crying.

She said, "Third brother, since Lu Chiye took over as the head of the family for all these years, what has our Lu family been delayed by him, I really can't bear to let the ancestral inheritance be destroyed in the hands of his hairy child." ”

"Whoever wants to stop me today, I will kill whoever I want to kill!"

"Fourth aunt, are you coming at me?" A drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of Qiu Yan's forehead, and she secretly said in her heart that something was wrong, could it all be a dream? She crossed only to die one more time?

"Madam misunderstood, I'm for the Lu family, and I have nothing to do with others!"