"Give me your life." Yan Muru curled up, hugged her head in panic, and kept begging for mercy in her mouth. She was very embarrassed. Yan Xun'er shook her head helplessly.

"Look clearly, no one hits you." Youying said loudly in Yan Muru's ear, making Yan Muru come to his senses a little. He looked at the person in front of him, his eyes fell on Yan Xun'er behind him, his face changed, and he walked forward in surprise. When he saw Yan Xun'er's figure, he knew that he had hope.

"Xun'er, my son, you finally come to see you as your father." Yan Muru walked forward excitedly, trying to reach out and touch Yan Xun'er, but Yan Xun'er can dodge. Yan Muru was stunned. He looked at Yan Xun'er's very calm expression, and had a bad premonition in his heart, but he still refused to give up and stepped forward.

"Xun'er, why don't you recognize your father? I miss you very much as a father." Yan Muru said tremblingly, afraid that Yan Xun'er would say something. Yan Muru's only hope is Yan Xun'er.

"I miss me? Do you want me to help you turn over, right?" Yan Xun'er sneer, avoided Yan Muru's hands that stretched out again, and asked coldly.

"Xun'er, I'm your father, why do you talk to me like this?" Yan Muru was stunned and deliberately raised his face, thinking that Yan Xun'er in front of him was the timid and cowardly Yan Xun'er.

"Why can't you talk to you like this? From the time my mother died, there was a man named Father who died together." Yan Xun'er's face was as cold as ever, but she was so cold. The words she said made Yan Muru stunned.

"Your mother died of illness, what do you have to do with me? I want to save your mother too!" Yan Muru still refused to give up, thinking that Yan Xun'er was blaming him for not saving Su Qiu, but he didn't know that Yan Xun'er was there at that time.

"Why didn't I know that the clinic would be in Baihua Building?" Yan Xun'er's heart was even colder. Yan Muru still treated Su Qiu like this and refused to repay her innocent reputation until she died.

"You, do you know all this?" Yan Muru's face suddenly turned as if he was ashamed, his voice trembled, and he asked in disbelief.

"I not only know the cause of my mother's death, but also the words you and Liu Yaru colluded with each other and deceived the world. I remember every word in my heart." Yan Xun'er looked at Yan Muru who had lost hope and simply pointed it out.

"Then, are you going back to the prime minister's mansion to avenge?" Yan Muru faced such a terrible fact, as if he was ten years older, with no hope in his eyes, and only a mess of chaos.

"Or otherwise do you think I would still like to see your hypocritical face that is profit-oriented?" Yan Xun'er asked with a smile, but in Yan Muru's eyes there was endless coldness and hatred.

"Don't you understand why so many things happened in the prime minister's family?" Yan Xun'er could see that Yan Muru was no longer alive now, and she was afraid that Yan Xun'er would break up on her own once she left.

"What's the matter? Are you talking about Yanran and Yaru?" Yan Muru asked with confusion, and suddenly seemed to remember something, his eyes were full of shock, and he pointed at Yan Xun'er, his fingers trembling constantly.

"I am worthy of being the prime minister, and I still have some wisdom." Yan Xun'er praised him without hesitation, but Yan Muru felt cold all over.

"Impossible, you have always been timid, why? Have you been enduring it until now?" Yan Muru looked incredible and looked at Yan Xun'er, guessing in disbelief. If this is the case, it would be really terrible.

"Cowardly? Maybe I was really timid, but since that day, I have been no longer the original third young master." Yan Xun'er's red lips slightly. He used to be the timid and cowardly third young master, but since that night he will never forget, he is the revenge Shura, asking for everything.

"Did you also designed this matter?" Yan Muru suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked in a trembling voice. The air blowing in outside did not make Yan Muru feel comfortable, but was interesting and cold.

"I thought it would take you some time to think about it." Yan Xun'er nodded and praised without any concealment. Yan Muru was really beyond her expectations to think of herself so quickly.

"You, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go." Yan Muru's face became ferocious. He couldn't understand why the dragon robe, jade seal, and letters appeared so suddenly. If it weren't for these, he would still be the noble prime minister, so he wouldn't have fallen here to compete for food with beggars, even in ragged clothes and be beaten up, and his heart suddenly felt infinite hatred.

"Will I be afraid of you as a ghost? When I see my mother in the Jiuquan, you should first think about what face to see her. Since my mother entered the prime minister's mansion, she abides by the wife's manners and manages family affairs for you, she has no resentment, but she finally got such an end. When you dreamed at midnight, you will not feel guilty or regret?" Faced with Yan Xun'er's stern scolding, Yan Muru rarely felt a little regretful, and I think she remembered Su Qiu's past goodness.

"I can't blame me, it's all Liu Yaru's idea, you can't blame me." The guilt on Yan Muru's face disappeared in an instant, and he made a loud argument, thinking in his heart that if Yan Xun'er could stop resenting him, it would be his chance. He simply pushed everything to Liu Yaru, who thought he was dead, hoping that Yan Xun'er could forgive him in this way.

"It's time to come, you are still shirking responsibility. Do you want me to bring Liu Yaru? Confront it in front of you?" Yan Xun'er shook her head, with no warmth in her eyes, and her voice was also biting cold.

"Liu Yaru is still alive?" Yan Muru looked shocked, not believing that Yan Xun'er would let Liu Yaru go.

"Living, but life is worse than death, but don't worry, for my mother's sake, I will make you feel happy." Yan Xun'er's answer Yan Muru really didn't know whether to be happy or worried, and she looked very decadent.

"Since things have come to this point, you can do it." Yan Murusheng had no desire. Such two days of begging made him exhausted. When the last glimmer of hope was shattered, Yan Muru did not even have the courage to die.

Yan Xun'er looked at Yan Muru in front of her and seemed to have grown a lot a little older, but even if she fell to this point, she still refused to give up her obsession with power and wealth. Such a person is suitable for leaving like this miserable, which is called retribution.

"You have only lived two days like this without anything. My mother and I were either beaten or scolded or scolded. We have survived more than ten years. You can try such a day. I won't kill you today, but you will live such a life, without covering your clothes and eating. In the end, just like those beggars on the street who are not caring about, the mass grave is the last destination." Yan Xun'er disdained to take action. Yan Muru was like a rat crossing the street. She had not struggled for a long time. Yan Xun'er would not let him die so easily, at least he wouldn't dirty his hands until one day, Yan Muru could remember the last little dignity.

"Retribution is retribution." Yan Muru suddenly laughed to the sky, and tears came out as he smiled. He thought that what Yan Muru pursued throughout his life was glory, wealth, high officials and generous salaries. For these things, he even forgot those things at the beginning.

"Muru, do you know why my father gave you this name? It is to make you like those Confucian scholars who have been famous in history, support the country, serve the people, and the country." Yan Muru suddenly remembered what his old father said before his death. What he agreed to at that time has become like now. This big dye vat in the officialdom has turned his once innocent heart into black.

"Dad, Muru has no shame to see you again. Su Qiu, I will pay you back in my next life." Yan Muru hugged his head in pain, whistled up to the sky, his mind was confused, intertwined with countless words and pictures. Yan Muru could not accept it for a while, and the pain was unbearable. He bumped into the huge furnace in front of the Bodhisattva, and blood flowed, and his breath suddenly disappeared.

"Master, you are dead." Youying stepped forward and checked, confirming Yan Muru's death.

"In the end, my mother still didn't spend her life in vain." Yan Xun'er looked at Yan Muru's body and remembered Su Qiu's appearance when she was dying. It would be better for such a chaste woman to get this sentence.

"Master, what should I do with this corpse?" Youying didn't know if Yan Muru's last words made Yan Xun'er forgive him, and she didn't know how Yan Xun'er wanted to deal with Yan Muru in her heart.

"Forget it, find a wilderness and bury it." Yan Xun'er closed her eyes lightly, unable to hear what she was feeling, but it was no longer easy to make such a decision.

"On that tablet?" Youying asked hesitantly.

"No need to write anything." Yan Xun'er thought for a while, but there was still a gap in her heart. She didn't shout before her father was alive, and she wouldn't write anything like this after her death. Yan Muru did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father or a husband in his life. He was not worthy of any title.

"Young Master, you are finally back. Just now, the prince came to find the young master, and he seemed very anxious. You should go and have a look." After the Yingying buried Yan Muru, the two hurried back to Jingxuan Palace. It was late at night. Xiao Tan's slightly anxious voice was greeted by Yan Xun'er.

"Qi Xiu? Did he say anything?" Yan Xun'er also felt a little anxious when she heard this. Gu Qi Xiu would not come to find her for no reason. Could something happen again?

"Xun'er, you're back, come with me." As soon as Yan Xun'er finished speaking, Gu Qixiu walked in quickly, grabbed Yan Xun'er's wrist, and disappeared with one flash. He was so fast that even Youying didn't keep up, but Youying didn't catch up, because he believed that with Gu Qixiu in his heart, Yan Xun'er would never have any trouble.

"Wow, Youying, you laughed, you actually laughed." Xiao Tan was secretly admiring Gu Qixiu's martial arts. Who knew that with a slight twist, he actually saw the smile on the corner of Youying's mouth, as if he had discovered something amazing. Xiao Tan pointed at Youying and said excitedly after a while.
Chapter completed!