[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

People in the world have red lips and white teeth, but they are used to reverse right and wrong.

The spectators dispersed, and the people on the stage were smashed to pieces.

I don't know how long it has passed, Zhao Dongyang, who was waiting outside the door, trembled a little when he heard the voice calling him from inside.

"Zhao Dongyang!"

Zhao Dongyang hurried in, and saw Zhao Yan's face was as white as snow, and a puddle of reddish-brown blood had already splashed under the skirt of the woman kneeling beside him.

Zhao Yan has seen the blood of many people in her life.

He once killed a spy in this place, and he didn't bat an eye at that time.

But the blood under this woman's skirt burned her eyes.

The pale hand pinching Zhao Dongyang's arm was very hard, and Zhao Dongyang hurriedly supported him.

"Keep the blood of the Zhao family..."

At this time, Zhao Yan was in a trance, like a child who accidentally did something wrong.

There was a bit of bewilderment in his rare eyes, and he pinned all his hopes on the old servant who had been there for many years.

Zhao Dongyang's distressed eyes almost instantly shed tears.

When it came to something, what he cared about was the blood of the Zhao family.

The doctor supported by the Zhao family is the best doctor in the capital.

Seven or eight doctors came in and out, bringing out pots of blood.

A bloody smell like rust hangs in the air.

After an unknown amount of time, Doctor Xuanyi came out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "My lord, the child is still too young, and the child was born prematurely. I'm afraid the big one and the small one won't be able to keep it."

Zhao Yan's face was as white as snow, and she could hardly stand up.

The bloody smell from the tip of the nose overflowed and burned into the throat.

Zhao Ming will not forgive him.

Lan Qing's body was burned by a fire.

This poor woman was someone else's chess piece, entrusted by no one, and she still died without a burial after death.

The world is like this.

When Zhao Ming came back, there was only a handful of ashes left.

Zhao Ming doesn't have any feelings for Lan Qing, but the Zhao family is thin, and they especially value their blood. Now even the children are gone for no apparent reason. The young man with a handsome white face made a scene in the Zhao family.

And it wasn't all about the missing child, either.

Zhao Yan is arbitrary, and Zhao Yan looks down on him.

No one can stop what Zhao Yan is going to do, so Zhao Yan doesn't need to tell him if she wants to kill his child.

The young man's eyes burned into a prairie fire, and everything in the Zhao family was blown away.

In the end, he was pressed in front of Zhao Yan by his subordinates, and he was still scolding with his neck stuck, "Zhao Yan, you are not worthy of being in the Zhao family! My father has been clean all his life, he would rather be exiled than cling to the powerful, what are you! Bitch on the bed..."

They are all a family, and they know where the thorns hurt.

Zhao Ming looked at Zhao Yan's pale face, pursed her lips, and swallowed the last word in her throat.

However, swearing hurts people, and it's hard to get rid of it.

Zhao Yan's eyes almost went dark.

A scar that had been there for many years was torn open just like that.The blood in the whole body is cold.

He gritted his teeth to hold back the fishy smell surging in his throat.

He slapped Zhao Ming head-on, without any sympathy.

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Ming's back was covered with welt marks, his skin was torn apart, his body was soaked in blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Just in time for spring, the pattering rain began to fall silently.

Then it became a torrential rain.

The peach blossoms that were still blooming in the backyard yesterday were knocked down by the rain and scattered all over the place.

The rain got into the wound, pouring out puddles of red blood.

The young man finally couldn't take it anymore, he was stronger than Zhao Yan, he actually lifted a few servants who were holding him down, and grabbed the whip that Zhao Yan was swinging over.

The boy's hand holding the whip was dripping with blood, a drop of blood fell on Zhao Yan's wrist, and Zhao Yan's hand trembled slightly as if scalded by the scorching blood.

Only then did he realize that when Zhao Ming was smoked before, Zhao Ming always gave way to him.

"Zhao Changning! I know you look down on me."

"You know why Lan Qing and that child are gone. How dare you say that it has nothing to do with you?"

"Zhao Ming!"

"Zhao Changning, you can't tolerate anyone. From now on, you will guard this empty Zhao family alone."

Zhao Ming seemed to be extremely tired. The boy's normally flying eyebrows and eyes were a bit world-weary, but his skin was still rolled up and bloody, with only a pair of clear eyes showing through the blood.

He looked at Zhao Yan with a bit of pity in his eyes, "Brother, guard the tomb of the living dead in the Zhao family. From now on, only you will be left."

That was the last time Zhao Ming called Brother Zhao Yan.

It was an extremely vicious curse.

The tall boy turned around and walked away, limping a little, but he was extremely resolute.

Zhao Yan suddenly staggered up from behind, "Zhao Ming..."

But in the end he was not in good health, and even his voice was weak.

A spring thunder burst into the air.

The rain poured down, drowning out Zhao Yan's voice.

Zhao Ming didn't hear anything.

At that time, he didn't know that on that rainy night, his brother explained anxiously and incoherently behind him.

He also didn't know that the thorn bushes on his elder brother's body had already pierced through his flesh and blood.

His pace of leaving the Zhao family became faster and faster with the sound of the rain. In the end, he had nothing to do with the Zhao family.

The author says:

Whether orthopedic or not, my brother's crematorium will be very, very... fragrant

My brother is going offline for a while

Author: (Flips the comment) Brother smelly, you have been scolded to the point of turning the page.

Smelly brother: ...

Author: In view of your poor performance, you have been expelled from the army.

Smelly brother: (sneering) It's as if I have had one.

Author: It's okay, you still have a crematorium.

Smelly brother: ...

Let me explain to everyone that the younger brother is the one who drives the plot.

Meiren Zhao will not have other thoughts about her younger brother, and his younger brother will not be a gong, so everyone can rest assured.

There will be new characters appearing later, there will be more than one, you can take your time.

(The plot has developed to the present, according to the logic of the plot and Zhao Meiren's character, the younger brother is very hopeless. The little sister who kowtowed to the younger brother patted his head)