1371 Cut Off Zhao Xun's Hand

"Hurry up and go back to me!" Zhao Xun took two steps forward, took Zhao Yun'er's arm, and ordered the servants beside him.

"Father, I won't go back, I won't go back!" Zhao Yun'er howled ghostly, trying to break free from Zhao Xun's shackles, crying, "Father, I want to marry Brother Song, I want to marry Brother Song. Brother Song, what am I doing?" You don’t even need a dowry gift, you just need to marry me, you know you want to marry me! Okay? Okay? I’ll be like a cow and a horse, and you can do whatever you want me to do!”

Zhao Yun'er cried heart-rendingly, with panic all over her face.

"Yun'er, go back!" Zhao Xun roared.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun'er's voice was louder than his: "Father, I won't go back, I want to follow Brother Song, I want to follow him!"

Her innocence has been ruined, and no one will want her anymore, so she can only follow the good-looking Song Liancheng whom she didn't think much of before.

As long as he is willing to marry him, he doesn't want anything, he can don't want anything!

"Damn! Even if I marry an ugly monster, I won't marry you!" Song Liancheng waved his hand, pushed Zhao Yun'er out, and hurriedly patted his clothes, for fear that Zhao Yun'er would get dirty with something I am average.

"Mother, Big Brother Song is your nephew. Tell him, let him marry me, let him marry me. Even if I am a little one, I agree!" Kneeling down in front of him, weeping.

Seeing Zhao Yun'er's embarrassment, Mrs. Zhao felt a little happy in her heart, but soon, there was deep despair.

On the contrary, he no longer had the joy of bringing down the Hong family.

This Zhao Yun'er is raised under her own name, she is her daughter, her reputation has been ruined, it will not be so easy to marry in the future, maybe she will be an old girl at home for the rest of her life.

Who can blame all this?

Mrs. Zhao's face was full of embarrassment, and she broke away from Zhao Yun'er's clothes: "If you want to blame, you can blame yourself for doing such a stupid thing!"

Seeing that she didn't help her, but also scolded herself, Zhao Yun'er had disheveled hair, and suddenly cried: "I knew it, you are helping others, I am not your daughter, you will not help me, if my mother is here, my mother will definitely Will help me, my mother will definitely help me!"

Zhao Yun'er howled like a ghost. That shrill voice was even more frightening in this court hall.

"Pa..." The shrill shouts came to an abrupt end, Zhao Yun'er turned her head away from the beating, and there was a clear five-finger handprint on her fair face. Zhao Xun raised his hands high and stood in front of her, with a serious face. scowl.

"If you want to marry, you can! There is an old man Cheng in the west of the city, and I will marry you tomorrow!" Zhao Xun roared angrily.

This time, Zhao Yun'er covered her face, stopped crying, and stopped making trouble. She widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Xun in horror: "Father, what are you talking about? Who are you going to marry me to?"

"I am your father, and everything in you is mine, including your marriage and your life! I can marry whoever I want! You can marry if you want to, and you can marry if you don't want to." !" Zhao Xun gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were full of viciousness, looking at the girl in front of him like looking at an enemy.

"Old man Cheng? Isn't that the old man in the west of the city who has been drinking heavily all day long because of his dead wife and one blind eye?"

"I heard that the old man is almost fifty years old. At such an old age, marrying such a delicate and beautiful girl, tsk tsk, what a grievance!"

"Do you feel wronged? Why don't you go and ask for it? I believe Master Zhao will definitely choose you!" Someone teased.

"Bah, I don't want it, even if I take it home to warm my bed, I don't want it! I've heard that this incestuous body is very unlucky!"

The people around, pointing at Zhao Yun'er with sarcasm and sarcasm on their faces.

How could Zhao Yun'er have ever been accused like that? When she heard that Zhao Xun was going to marry herself to a fifty-year-old man who was drunk and blind, she fainted to death.

Zhao Yun'er was in a daze, and no one was yelling at the court, Master Zhao turned to Zhao Zijie and Song Liancheng and said, "Which one of you ordered this person to frame Anping County Lord on the Qiqiao Festival?"

Song Liancheng said first: "My lord, it was him. He said that he wanted some servants to help him. At that time, I was blind and fell in love with his sister. I was obsessed with it because I wanted to please my brother-in-law." After hearing what he said, I lent him the servant. But how did I know that he was going to settle accounts with the Lord of Anping County! My lord, all of this has nothing to do with me! If Caomin knew that he wanted someone to go, he would go to Anping County The Lord took revenge and killed the grassroots, but the grassroots dare not give it to others!"

"Zhao Zijie, what else do you have to say?"

Zhao Zijie knelt in the hall, with his head hanging on his chest, without saying a word, like a dead man.

"Zhao Zijie, what else do you have to say?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Mr. Zhao hurriedly asked again.

Zhao Zijie still did not speak.

Just when Mr. Zhao was about to ask the question for the third time, Zhao Xun suddenly kicked Zhao Zijie and shouted, "Nizi, my lord is asking you something!"

At that moment, Zhao Zijie suddenly seemed to be alive. After receiving Zhao Xun's kick abruptly, he lay down on the ground and got up again in a blink of an eye. His bloodshot eyes looked at Zhao Xun coldly. It's like wanting to kill and bloodthirsty.

Zhao Xun's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of him, and a gleaming big knife suddenly slashed at him.

It happened so suddenly that Zhao Xun didn't even realize it, and his intuition told him to block it with his arms.

The sharp blade pierced his skin and cut off his bones. There was a sharp pain in his arm, and Zhao Xun let out a cry.

There was a hysterical howl.

"ah……"

Everyone was horrified to find that Zhao Zijie chopped off Zhao Xun's arm in a daze.

The blood spurted out and splashed Zhao Zijie's face, making him even more terrifying.

"Killer, murderer!" Only then did the crowd react, and the surrounding people made a mess, screaming in fear one after another.

Those yamen servants were also dumbfounded and did not respond for a long time.

Holding the knife, Zhao Zijie walked towards Mrs. Zhao step by step, with blood in his eyes, like a devil in purgatory.