Chapter 14

An kept screaming but never begged for mercy. Her vicious eyes no longer pretended to be gentle. Her vicious eyes made Yan Qingyu's whole body tremble with excitement. She accidentally used force and her fingers fell to the ground, and blood splattered onto the hem of her skirt.

Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then quietly raised the corner of her mouth, and the red lips that mixed blood and beauty were raising her charmingly: "The color of blood is so beautiful."

And An was in a coma after the severe pain.

"Ziyu, wake her up!"

Ziyu held An's collar and slapped her over. An's face turned red and swollen, and was awakened from her coma. When she woke up, she faced the demon-like face and her voice was hoarse: "Yan Qingyu, this lady will never let you go!"

Yan Qingyu put the bloody scissors on Ziyu's palm. Ziyu took it gently and then pulled An's fingers to play with her constantly bleeding. Her bloodthirsty smile looked at An's fingers infatuatedly... Feeling the gentle curve of An's trembling, Ziyu smiled even more beautifully.

"One finger is not enough to equalize your debt that almost killed me this time. Give me three fingers so that the account between us will be even." Yan Qingyu gently wiped the cold sweat from An's forehead with a handkerchief. It was a very pleasant thing to tear off the disguised mask on her face. Moreover, An can't die, at least it can't die now.

If she didn't make the Prime Minister's Mansion a mess, how could she bear to die?

"You'd better kill Mrs. Ben, otherwise, my wife will make you worse than death if she gives you everything! "An's voice was hoarse and full of hatred. Her broken fingers were cut off, which made her feel worse than death. The severe pain that made her want to fall into a coma but was woken up. She would definitely repay this pain a hundred times.

"Mother is joking, how dare my daughter kill you?" Yan Qingyu carefully wiped the cold sweat on An's forehead. It was not that she didn't dare to kill her, but that it would be a little troublesome to kill An's now, because Xuanfeng said that the property accounts of the An's clan were not right and the expenses were outrageous, and there was something weird about it.

"My daughter will respect you and sisters in the future, so you don't have to worry about anything." Yan Qingyu turned her head and gave Ziyu a look. Then she stepped back step by step. An looked at her face and suddenly gritted her teeth and cursed: "Yan Qingyu, wait for me, and I swear to repay everything I have suffered today a hundred times the day!"

Yan Qingyu smiled indifferently and turned her hands to leave.

She never repays it a hundred times because it was just a false statement. She always had to fight for tooth and for eye for eye, which is the reality.

The screams in An's room sounded constantly. Yan Qingyu, who was walking out, was surrounded by Aunt He's anxious and excited. Her eyes were full of a sick smile on her face. She was trembling as she heard An's screams.

"Miss Seven."

"Does my aunt want to go in and take a look? Of course, I think you'd better keep a distance from An, she's very good at using people's hearts!" Yan Qingyu's smile had not dissipated, and a layer of gentleness was covered with a shadow, which was so cold that it was so cold.

Duanmu He was heartbroken. It was her wish for more than ten years that she could make An suffer, but she was a concubine whom everyone looked down upon.

Yan Qingyu, she is really scary!

An's screams one after another. Ziyu walked out of the room, held a tray in his hand and placed it in front of Duanmuhe. Duanmuhe widened her eyes and looked at the bloody rusty scissors and three-cut fingers in the tray so scared that her face turned pale, her body was half soft and she retreated, and she almost fell down.

"this……"

"This is my gift to my aunt. Do you like it?" Yan Qingyu looked up at Aunt He, who was bloodless, with a cold smile that was too cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Is this... An Qingrou's?"

"My aunt can go in and see if she has these three missing fingers!"

Ziyu put the tray into the girl next to Aunt He, and then pushed Yan Qingyu away slowly. Aunt He's girl looked at the three fingers and was so scared that her face was pale and was about to faint. Aunt He stared at her for a long time, and then suddenly laughed.

Tears were almost bursting into tears in her eyes, making her laugh so hard that she was about to faint.

An Qingrou, after fighting for more than ten years, I finally won!

An's scream reached the ears of the old lady who was recuperating from the sick, and the answer was that Aunt He was punishing the disobedient girl. The scream was from the girl. Then at night, when Yan Xun came back from Wenrou Village, he heard Aunt He panic and said that An's crazy illness broke out, cut off her three fingers, and was only saved by being seen while seeking death.

When Yan Xun heard that An was crazy, he became even more impatient and ordered the yard to be sealed and not allowed to spread any bad news. Then he turned his head and went to spend the night with his intimate beauty. He didn't want to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion or remember the cuckold on his head.

The entire backyard was in the hands of Aunt He, pressing An to death.

Yan Ziran, who hadn't seen for a long time, looked a lot thinner. When they met Yan Qingyu in the mansion, they were both stunned. After all, they had too many things recently and were so busy that they never thought they would meet suddenly.

After the two of them were stunned for a moment, Yan Qingyu smiled slightly; "Brother!"

Yan Ziran has long lost the gentle and humble young master appearance, probably because of An's affairs, so he looked particularly haggard. He smiled as he heard Yan Qingyu's greetings, and could not hide his sorrow between his eyebrows and eyes, "Qingyu, I'm sorry, I'm too busy recently and I don't have time to accompany you."

"I understand, after all, there are many troubles around my elder brother, and my mother also has something to do..." Yan Qingyu clicked until she stopped.

Yan Ziran's eyes sank when she heard about An's affairs, sighed heavily, and then walked to Yan Qingyu's face and pushed her to walk slowly. He did not continue the topic about An's affairs, but instead said apologetically in his tone: "I heard about the behavior of His Highness the Crown Prince in the court. He did a bad job and made you suffer. I'm really sorry."

"This matter is not the eldest brother's fault. Why is it the eldest brother who apologized?" Yan Qingyu's voice was very gentle.

"I have known His Highness the Crown Prince for more than ten years. If I haven't seen him clearly until now, it turns out that he likes you..."

"Brother thinks the Crown Prince really likes me?" Yan Qingyu directly interrupted Yan Ziran's words. She hated Yan Ziran's gentle appearance that she didn't know anything and was still being used by others. Perhaps it was her unwillingness. She could not monopolize the gentleness of her brother and could not bear to be used by others. She was a little angry.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince contradicted His Majesty in order to marry you. If you don't really like it, how could you abandon your position of prince?" Yan Ziran smiled hoarsely. He smiled reluctantly, probably lamenting that he didn't know when his friend started falling in love with his sister for so many years. He felt a little uncomfortable and a little melancholy.

Yan Qingyu folded her hands on her knees, and she pursed her lips angrily, her eyes slightly cold: "How can a person who truly loves me be contradicted by everyone? You must know that your Majesty's face is not something that gods and Buddhas can anger. My son snatched the wife of another son. Isn't this slapping His Majesty's face? If the prince really loves me, he will know this. It is better to have no one asking for marriage in private than to marry in public."

"The prince forced me to death. My elder brother has always been smart, but he seems to have never seen through it?"

Yan Qingyu's voice was a little excited, angry and sad. Yan Ziran knew that she had hurt her, so she couldn't help but lower her head and coax her gently, "Sorry, brother is wrong, don't be angry."

"The imperial power has no affection. The eldest brother regards the prince as a brother, but the prince is hurting your sister... Brother, I don't want you to be hurt, and I don't want your tenderness to be used." Yan Qingyu sighed heavily. Yan Ziran's tenderness finally melted her heart. It was the first tenderness she had since her rebirth. She wanted to monopolize and protect her.

"I have known the prince for more than ten years. He has a very good personality. This time it must have been intentional." Yan Ziran subconsciously excused Mo Yiqing because they have known each other for a long time, and they have grown even more intimate than their brothers.

Yan Ziran didn't believe her words, but Yan Qingyu was not surprised.

She has already reminded her what she should remind her.

"I am not deliberately provoking the friendship between the eldest brother and the prince. I just want to tell the elder brother that it is better to be separated from each other when they are in love with others. If you do not have the value of your use, you will be abandoned as garbage. I never believe in the friendship of the royal family, let alone the prince who will become the emperor. The brotherly feelings between Your Majesty and the Prince Zhan when they were young moved the world, but look at the current King of Zhan's house who still remembers the brotherly feelings of the first brotherly feelings?" Yan Qingyu turned around, her eyes were the cold Yan Ziran had never seen before. He was shocked and reached out to touch him, but was shocked by the cold expression. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Whisper..."

"Brother is such a fool. Do you know that your efforts are simply a joke to some people? You use your tenderness to harm your family. Don't you hate it?" Yan Qingyu was not talking about Prince Mo Yiqing, but about herself. She felt that she was also the cold-blooded and ruthless person. She used Yan Ziran's tenderness to harm his sister and mother.

"Qingyu, stop talking. You made my heart feel uncomfortable like this." Yan Ziran wanted to touch him, but Yan Qingyu directly refused.

Yan Qingyu blocked Yan Ziran's hand, then pulled his collar and lowered his head, and said softly in his ear: "There is one thing that my brother will definitely know in the future, but I want to tell you now!"

A slightly cool and hot breath came to his ears, and Yan Ziran's mind trembled.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice trembled slightly: "Whispering you...what do you want to say?"

The ruthless luster in Yan Qingyu's eyes flashed by, and she cruelly told the truth; "Yan Ziran, do you know where your sister Yan Hongmei? I killed her, dug her eyes, sewed her mouth, and then cut off her tendons, making her unable to breathe little by little..." Then it was made into a jade doll, enshrined by your grandmother in the Buddhist temple day and night, and the dug-out eyes were made into a sky-eye Buddhist bead and worn by your parents day and night.

She wouldn't say the following words. She didn't want the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion to reveal the truth about the jade doll and the Buddhist beads in the sky. It's not time yet.

"In the end, I even grind her bones into ashes, and disappeared into this world without any trace!"

The cruel words completely frozen the smile on Yan Ziran's lips. He maintained a half-squat position and could not come back to his senses for a long time. What echoed in his mind was Yan Qingyu's cruel and bloodthirsty words.

What did he hear?

Did you hear it wrong?

He subconsciously raised his head and met Yan Qingyu's eyes, which were no longer sweet and gentle, with only twisted murderous intent and thirsty blood in his eyes. It seemed that Yan Qingyu in front of him was no longer his sister, but a ferocious beast possessed by an evil ghost.

His throat was hoarse and sluggish, and his throat was so difficult that he could not breathe.

"You... whisper... what are you talking about?" Yan Ziran's eyes were painful. He felt that the water was fascinated by his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly the face of this sister.

Holding Yan Ziran's face lightly with his hands, Yan Qingyu chuckled coldly: "Yan Qingyu, I am not your sister. Your sister has long died. It was thrown to the beggar by your own sister and was humiliated to death. And I am just an evil ghost she summoned before her death, occupying her body and fulfilling her wish for her. The ridiculous thing is that you keep atonement for Yan Hongmei, but you don't know that if I was summoned, I will never stop if I did not fulfill Yan Qingyu's wish. No matter how you feel, you will not be able to feel me. Do you understand?"

"No, it's impossible..." Yan Ziran could not believe such a thing, absolutely could not believe it.

"You have known for a long time that I am not Yan Qingyu. You didn't love Yan Qingyu at all before, but after she died, you suddenly became gentle because you knew that your sister killed her, so you were atoneing for your sister, right? What a pity, Yan Qingyu had long died. From the moment she took the initiative to dedicate her soul to me, she disappeared from this world. Her wish is the goal of my lifelong efforts and will not be shaken by your little tenderness." Yan Qingyu played herself into an evil ghost, and she was indeed an evil ghost who heard the original owner's wish at the end of his life.

What she didn't want to hurt in this storm was Yan Ziran. Instead of becoming a life-and-death enemy in the future, it would be better to let him know the truth early and cut off everything.

"Madam Qin, Madam Qin's son, the girl who died in front of you... Since Yan Qingyu's death, I have done all the bloody lives, and of course, it also includes the three fingers that your mother had cut by scissors, all of which were made by me!"

"Enough, I don't believe it. There can be no evil ghosts in the world, I absolutely don't believe it!" Yan Ziran's eyes turned red. His life was overturned. The sister he had always loved turned out to be an evil ghost?

How is this possible?

He wouldn't believe it.

"Yan Hongmei's spontaneous combustion is evidence. Only evil ghosts have the ability to spontaneous combustion out of thin air, right?" Yan Qingyu also took over Yan Hongmei's incident. Although she didn't know who the murderer was, it would be good to use it at this time.

"No, Wenyu, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking nonsense, you..."

He waved Yan Ziran's hand directly, Yan Qingyu suddenly stood up, put his only weakness in front of Yan Ziran, and curled his lips; "Yan Qingyu can't walk, but I can, this is the fact!"

Yan Ziran stared at Yan Qingyu's intact legs with her eyes tightly, looked at her in shock, and muttered to herself: "Impossible, Impossible..." All the evidence was in front of her. This was the evidence. Yan Qingyu, who was absolutely unable to walk, stood in front of Yan Ziran, making him understand that everything the woman in front of her was true.

Yan Qingyu was really dead.

What is alive now is the evil ghost who was summoned by Yan Qingyu to take revenge on her behalf, not her at all.

"impossible……"

"Look, I have used your tenderness. Until now, I will use your tenderness. Brother, you won't say everything, right? Because once you say it, I will die, and this body will be burned by someone... Have you ever been burned by a scald? It hurts so much, and you will cry bitterly, so you can't bear to let it go, right?" The soul-sucking words rang quietly, holding Yan Ziran's face, who had been kneeling on the ground, weak and distracted, Yan Qingyu played himself into an evil ghost who used everything, helpless and cruel.

Yan Ziran looked at the completely unfamiliar feeling in front of him, and gritted his teeth with a hoarse voice: "You... are an evil ghost!"

"Yes, I am an evil ghost, but the person who killed Yan Qingyu is also an evil ghost... Whether it is your own sister Yan Hongmei or use my name to lure me to the restaurant, and then dedicate me to your mother An of the Crown Prince, or even if you can't get me, you will destroy my Crown Prince... They are all evil ghosts, they are humans with evil ghost hearts, and I am an evil ghost in human skin, there is no difference!" Yan Qingyu narrowed her eyes and gently wiped the tears on his face for Yan Ziran, lowered her head, and kissed his cheeks, as ruthless and desireless as the admiration kiss her sister gave her brother.

"Brother will protect me, right? Brother is so gentle, let me use it again, okay?"

Yan Ziran's tears kept dripping. He knelt on the ground and looked at the sweet smile in front of him. Everything was nothing different from usual, but the cruel truth just now showed all the facts.

"Are you... going to kill me?" Yan Ziran was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. He didn't believe in the truth about the evil ghost. He only knew that the person in front of him was his sister. The ability to stand on her legs was her healing her legs, not the ability of the evil ghost.

She is still Yan Qingyu!

Yan Ziran doesn't feel that she is deceiving herself, but doesn't want to accept this result.

There are no gods and Buddhas in the world, and there are no ghosts and demons!

"Brother has never harmed Yan Qingyu, how could I kill you?"

Yan Ziran suddenly reached out and hugged Yan Qingyu tightly in her arms, tears dripping on her face, burning her heart. At the same time, Yan Ziran said with hatred: "Then you live well, I won't let you go, absolutely not!"

"You want to kill me?" Yan Qingyu curled her lips. Maybe this is fine. She made up her mind to use Yan Ziran. This man was really gentle.

"I won't kill you, nor will I forgive you!" Yan Ziran pushed Yan Qingyu away and fled in a very embarrassing manner. He seemed to be trying to prove something, but he seemed to be escaping something.

Yan Qingyu, who was kneeling on the ground, reached out and touched the tears, and felt a little disappointed inexplicably. She would not feel guilty when using others, but this swallow was really big, too gentle and kind, which really made people unable to use it calmly and would feel guilty.

After all, light is what everyone yearns for.

It’s good to let him know the truth, so that he will no longer be gentle, and she will no longer have to bear the guilt and love and hate him.

Just as Yan Qingyu guessed, Yan Zi, who was too kind, said nothing after getting all the truth. If he told all the truth, Yan Qingyu would be wiped out in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he endured nothing. Then he had a high fever and was seriously ill that night, and he no longer saw Yan Qingyu and refused to visit Yan Qingyu.

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