He was so scared that he dared not faint. His palm was slashed and his pain was forced to keep her mind.

At this moment, she really saw Su Jingnian's cruelty!

At the same time, he also deeply understood that he really didn't plan to spare her!

It's too late!

Yun Mu's face turned cold and turned Hua Min over and peeled the skin from her chest.

Huamin's voice was hoarse, her voice was very weak, her face was twisted and ferocious, and her mouth made an intermittent sound. Listening carefully, she could tell that it was a swearing. It hurt so much, and she began to beg for mercy again.

Yun Mu seemed to be making a work of art. His meticulous knife skills were even more painful for Hua Min than Ling Chi.

He watched Huamin's flesh and blood twitch unconsciously. She looked at her face without anyone's expression and covered her mouth and leaned on the ground to retching.

She couldn't bear it without food in her stomach and couldn't spit out anything. She got up and wanted to escape, her legs were shaking. Her eyes were filled with fear and tears rolled down.

The servant did not allow her to close her eyes, and asked her to see Huamin's eardrum and nose cut off with her own eyes.

He was so scared that he disappeared and fainted.

Yun Mu took the last slash, and Hua Min died.

"Stain dry with lime." Yun Mu handed the skin to the servant.

The servant felt nauseous and threw it into a wooden barrel filled with lime. After the stains were dried, he sewed it with needles and threads, filled it with straw, and hung it at the head of the bed.

Afterwards, Yun Mu disposes of Hua Min.

I don't know how long it took, He woke up and there was no movement in the room. She looked towards Huamin, and there was only a pool of blood on the ground, and everyone had already left. She breathed a sigh of relief, supported the ground, and stood up with difficulty. Her legs were still a little weak. She turned around and met Huamin's skin.

"ah……"

He was so scared that he urinated, his heart almost broke out of his chest, and he rolled to the door, slapped the door panel, screamed: "Let me out! Let me out! I was wrong! I knew it was wrong! Jingnian, Jingnian, I am your mother, I know it was wrong, please let me out!"

The guard at the door was indifferent.

He was almost desperate. She saw Hua Min being peeled alive in this room and her skin was still hanging on the wall. As long as she thought about it, He felt like she was about to collapse!

Hua Min's scream seemed to echo in her ears. She died with hatred. Will the wronged soul still stay here and seek revenge for her?

"Let me out! Please let me out! I was wrong! I really knew I was wrong! I never dared to harm others again! Let me out!"

"Jing Nian! Jing Nian! I am my mother!"

He shouted with great silence.

There was only echo in the room.

He sat on the ground with tears in tears.

As night fell, the room was pitch black and there was no light.

He hugged himself tightly with both hands, and did not dare to look around his eyes, but only dared to stare at the door panel.

I didn't dare to close it. Once I closed it, the scene of peeling Huamin's alive flashed alternately in my mind.

He's nerves were tense and could no longer bear any stimulation.

The windows were not closed, and the cold moonlight sprinkled in, shining on the skin, emitting a creepy and gloomy aura.

He was trembling all over, and the cold autumn wind blew in. She saw a black shadow pounce on her.

"ah!"

He jumped onto the bed in fear, grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself quietly, not airtight.

He didn't dare to sleep, so he held his breath, covered his head with a quilt, and shook all night.

After dawn, the sound of opening the door came. She pulled the quilt off. Seeing the servant coming in with a food box, He quickly got off the bed and was about to escape to the door, but was stopped by the servant outside the door.

"I want to go out! You let me go out! I am the second wife of this mansion! I will be the old lady from now on. You dare to treat me like this. I asked Jing Nian to chop you up!" He's eyes turned red and he pushed his servants, trying to escape.

The servant looked at He, who was in a state of mind, and dragged her into the room. The servant said, "Madam, I've had breakfast."

He was forcibly pressed to the table, and the servant went out and locked the door.

She stared at a plate of dumplings and a bowl of meat porridge on the table.

He suddenly broke the porridge bowl on the ground, and he was about to fall down with the dumplings. She didn't eat yesterday a day. She smelled the fragrance of dumplings and was hungry. She stopped her hands in time, grabbed the dumplings and stuffed them into her mouth. Her fingers broke a dumpling, and the oil flowed down her fingers. She seemed to see the bright redness of her hands. She screamed and knocked the dumplings to the ground. She dug her throat and wanted to spit out the meat she swallowed.

He was bleeding from his throat and vomited it out with dry retching. She looked like a ball of rotten meat, which was cut from Hua Min's body and made into filling for her.

He had a spasm in his stomach. She was out of control and tried hard to dig her throat, as if she hadn't vomited completely.

She couldn't feel the pain with blood all over her hands.

When the servant saw this scene from the window, he felt agitation and asked someone to watch it and tell Yun Mu.

After Yun Mu learned about it, he said distractedly: "Don't worry."

He did many evil deeds, was stimulated, and was locked in the house without seeing the light of day, so he was afraid that he would collapse if he couldn't use it.

Although Su Jingnian hated He, he was his mother after all.

Yun Mu did not want Su Jingnian to be charged with murdering his mother.

He looked at the closed door with concern, and day and night passed without any movement in the room.

Yun Mu was only glad that the weather was cool, otherwise Wen Quyan would have been buried as soon as possible.

Su Jingnian did not come out, and Yun Mu did not dare to persuade him again, and waited for Su Jingnian to come out by himself.

After Su Yue brought people into the palace to help suppress the people of Emperor Jin of Yuan, he immediately rushed to support Su Yi.

After waiting for three days.

Shang Zhi heard that Su Jingnian was locked in the house for three days and did not go out, so he rushed over.

Chi Xi's eyes were swollen into walnuts, and she sobbed, "My master hasn't eaten for three days, and she still has the young grandma..." If she doesn't get buried again, she's afraid she will smell bad.

Shang Zhi knew what Chi Xi was going to say, so she stepped forward and was about to knock on the door. With a creak, the door opened.

Su Jingnian looked haggard, with a circle of green shadows under her eyelids and a green beard covered with green beards.

"Three Brother." Shang Zhi called out.

Su Jingnian said: "You are here to send her a ride?"

Shangzhi tightens the palm of his hand.

Su Jingnian had recovered, but the kind of offensive aura that was floating on the surface was hidden deeper, causing him to exude a dangerous aura.

He was a little restrained in front of Shang Zhi, "Yan'er doesn't like the Su family, so I won't bury her in the Su family cemetery. She likes beautiful mountains and rivers, so I find her a cemetery, and the funeral will not be held."

Shang Zhi said in a mute voice: "Okay."

Su Jingnian moved aside. Wen Quyan didn't have many friends, except him, there was only Shang Zhi.

I hope there is someone besides him who can remember her.

Shang Zhi walked into the inner room. Wen Qu's simple skirt had been replaced. She was wearing a bright red dress with a bright red hair tied into a bun. She put on a golden step, with many red silk flowers, green eyebrows, and red lips. Her face was painted with exquisite makeup. If she ignored the spots on her hands, she seemed to be asleep quietly.

Shang Zhi took out an exquisite purse from her sleeve, which contained medicinal materials, grains, and a ball of silk thread, tied around Wen Quyan's waist, wishing her no illness, no disaster, and no worries about food and clothing in the next life.

At this time, the attendant's anxious voice came outside the door.

"Not good! Madam... She was smashing things everywhere, saying that there were evil ghosts pestering her!"

Yun Mu frowned and wanted to go over and take a look.

Su Jingnian walked out of the house.

The attendant was startled when he saw Su Jingnian and hurriedly said, "Master, the second lady has been talking to the fur man these days. In the middle of the night, she knelt down and begged Princess Huamin to let her go. There is a vengeance and a debtor. Whoever kills her will ask her to go to find anyone. Today, it was dawn, so she started shouting, muttering that someone was going to kill her, and she said that Princess Huamin was seeking revenge on her. Now she was crying and laughing in the room, and she fell and beat her. She looked like..." Crazy.

Su Jingnian's eyes were deep.

Yun Mu said carefully: "Master..."

"Go and have a look."

Su Jingnian went to Huzhong Pavilion.

From afar, he saw He sitting on the windowsill holding a pillow in his hand, hanging his legs outside, and patting the pillow with a gentle expression, "Jing Nian, I'm wrong. Who do you like in the future? No matter what her identity is, I won't care about you. Can you forgive me, okay?"

"If you don't say anything, I will just pretend you agreed. There are evil ghosts here. I want my life to come out at night. Can you take my mother home?" He raised his pillow and lowered his head to kiss him. Suddenly, he laughed madly, put down his pillow, and saw Su Jingnian and Yun Mu standing on the shore, his pupils tightened, and he screamed: "Huamin...Huamin... the evil person who killed you is here! Come quickly, come out and take revenge!"

Su Jingnian looked at He, who was pretending to be crazy and sneered.

The cold and cold energy on the body is bone-cold, exuding a gloomy and horrifying aura.

He was afraid of Su Jingnian, and he was cold-blooded and ruthless in his bones.

Su Jingnian glanced at her coldly and turned around and left.

He looked at Su Jingnian's back, and the pillow in his hand fell down, floating on the water surface, gradually sinking.

Tears fell from the under her eyes in a string. She still didn't understand what she had done wrong? Everything she did was for his own good, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

She loved Su Jingnian to the core, and every step was to make plans for him, but in the end...

He sat on the windowsill, the cold wind blew on his face, waving a pond of lake water, sparkling, and she stared at it tightly. There seemed to be a whirlpool on the lake, absorbing her in.

She looked at the messy room behind her, her eyes fell on Huamin's skin, and her fingers were trembling slightly. She knew very well in her heart that Su Jingnian hated her. If it weren't for the identity of her mother, he would definitely strangle her to death with his own hands.
To be continued...