Chapter 179 Death

Boom!

Shan Zhuyu's brain was completely blown!

No! No!

She rushed over, hugged Shen Qingyuan's calf, and burst into tears!

"No! No! Master! You have to believe me!"

"I didn't! I really didn't!"

"Master, have you forgotten the love we've had as husband and wife for so many years? I respect and adore you!"

"How could I harm you! How could I bear to harm you!"

She cried heart-wrenchingly, her face covered with tears and snot, and she looked like a madman.

Shen Qingyuan stood stiffly, letting her hold his legs, motionless, but the light in his eyes gradually faded away.

"yes."

At this moment, Chen He's cold voice sounded faintly again.

"Because of respect."

Shan Zhuyu's crying suddenly stopped.

She raised her head and looked at Shen He in horror.

Chen He's lips curled up into an arc that was colder than winter ice.

"It's because I want to be the head of the Shen family and stand by my father's side."

"That's why you were there when my mother gave birth—"

Chen He spoke word by word, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a deep hatred!

"—caused her to bleed to death!"

The last word fell like a heavy hammer, hitting Shen Qingyuan's heart hard.

boom--!

The string in his mind, which was stretched to the extreme, broke with a sound.

The world was spinning.

There was a buzzing sound in my ears, and everything in front of me was distorted and deformed.

The word "death" was like a huge black vortex, ready to completely devour his soul.

His body shook violently.

The whole person fell straight backwards like a rotten tree that was cut in half!

"Lord!"

An exclamation, with some suppressed excitement, rang in everyone's ears.

Liu, who had been standing by with almost no presence, rushed over quickly and supported the staggering Shen Qingyuan from the side.

Most of Shen Qingyuan's body weight was on her.

At this moment, Liu's heart began to beat wildly.

So close.

She could smell the familiar soapberry scent on him, which had haunted her for more than ten years.

I could feel the scorching heat of a man coming from his arm.

So many years.

Under the shadow of that woman Shan Zhuyu, she was like a transparent shadow, and even looking at him for one more second was a luxury.

But now.

Finally, she could support him with a clear conscience.

She could finally stand closest to him!

Liu's eyes were hot and she almost shed tears. She held his hand with all her strength, and her voice was full of just the right amount of concern and anxiety.

Shen Qingyuan's confused gaze slowly focused on Liu's face, which was filled with worry.

He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't utter a word.

Liu gently advised, "Master, please sit down first. If you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk."

She supported Shen Qingyuan, step by step, and helped him sit down in the main seat.

That action was extremely gentle and considerate.

The moment he sat down, Shen Qingyuan seemed to have lost all his strength.

He supported himself on the table with his hands, his arm muscles trembling violently, and his eyes were fixed on Shan Zhuyu who was crawling on the ground.

That look was filled with poison and ice, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces!

"Poisonous woman!"

He squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.

"I, Shen Qingyuan... actually married a vicious and vicious woman like you!"

He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the celadon teacup on the table, and used all his strength to smash it hard on Shan Zhuyu's head!

"Bang--!"

A crisp sound!

The teacup shattered on Shan Zhuyu's forehead, and the scalding hot tea mixed with blood instantly covered her face!

"ah--!"

Shan Zhuyu let out a shrill scream and curled up into a ball.

The bright red blood flowed down her pale forehead, which was shocking to see.

Shen Qingyuan pointed at her, his chest heaving violently, his eyes so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

"Someone come!"

He roared with all his strength.

"Someone! Drag these two bitches out here! Beat them to death! Beat them to death with sticks—!"

When these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked!

Shan Zhuyu and Shen Jiao seemed to be sentenced to death, and their souls were instantly scattered!

"No! Master! Don't—!"

Shan Zhuyu ignored the severe pain on her forehead and crawled towards Shen Qingyuan, but was held down by the servants who rushed over!

"Father! Father, you can't do this to me! I'm your daughter!"

Chen Jiao was crying heartbreakingly, when suddenly a cold voice sounded slowly.

"Father, no."

Shen Qingyuan turned his head abruptly, staring at Shen He with red eyes.

"Why not?!"

His voice was hoarse and full of rage.

"Such vicious women, such evil creatures! What's the point of keeping them around?!"

Facing his father's thunderous wrath, Shen He's expression did not change at all.

She just stood there quietly, her eyes as calm as a bottomless ancient well.

"Father."

She spoke slowly, her voice not loud, but with a power that brooked no argument.

"Have you forgotten His Majesty's instructions?"

Shen Qingyuan's anger suddenly stagnated.

Chen He's gaze lightly swept across the deep night outside the window.

"His Majesty orders you to keep a low profile and avoid attracting attention."

"It's already late at night. If we beat them to death with clubs, their cries and screams will surely disturb the neighbors."

Her voice, every word clearly struck everyone's heart.

"By then, people's words will be feared and rumors will spread. If any rumors get out, the Censorate will have something to hold against us..."

"If His Majesty blames us, can our Shen family afford it?"

Chen He raised his eyes and looked at his father quietly, with a cold arc on his lips.

The rage that was boiling in Shen Qingyuan's chest was instantly extinguished, as if a basin of ice water was poured over his head.

Only the icy, biting chill remained, shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He turned his head suddenly, and his bloodshot eyes, which were almost about to burst, stared at Chen He.

The daughter in front of him still had the familiar, beautiful face that resembled his deceased wife.

But those eyes, those calm eyes, reflected a bottomless cold pool that he had never seen before.

calm.

reason.

Tonight, she is like a sharp blade that has been hidden in its sheath for many years, suddenly unsheathed, with a cold and intimidating light, and her edge is fully revealed!

The suppressed anger was replaced by a deeper and more complex emotion.

He looked at her, his hoarse voice trembling with a tremor that he himself hadn't noticed.

"you say……"

"……what to do?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu, who had been supporting him, suddenly narrowed her eyes!

The master is actually asking the eldest lady for her opinion?

The desperate cries of Shan Zhuyu and Shen Jiao, who were crawling on the ground, suddenly stopped. They looked at Chen He like crazy, as if they had grabbed the last straw!

Shen He didn't even look at them.

Her eyes met Shen Qingyuan's calmly.

"A pot of poisoned wine, a death sentence."

simply.

neat.

There is also an unspeakable cruelty.