Yan Zhiyu was imprisoned in the dungeon of the City Palace, a dungeon with no trace of light, only the endless darkness and despair around him were swallowing him.

The punishment of destroying the sky will pass after twelve hours, and from now on, Yan Zhiyou will be just a useless person.

Before Yan Zhiyu's loyalty began to attack the city palace, Leng Fengqing found Mr. Wu and asked him to tell him the crimes committed by Yan Zhiyu. Prince Anfeng personally wrote it and wrote down the whole story of Yan Zhiyu's original harm to the Tiansan family, stamped it with the seal of Mr. Wu and Prince Anfeng, and handed it over to print it, and made it public.

Yan Zhiyu's crimes were so great that the people were shocked.

Yan Zhiyu's loyal old subordinate had already planned to attack and rescue Yan Zhiyu. After the crime was announced, many people retreated. Only General Wu led thousands of people to kill him. Prince Anfeng and the Fourth Master had already made arrangements to come and force General Wu to surrender. He had naturally experienced a fight.

On the seventh day after coming to Fengdu City, Prince Anfeng took over Fengdu City, drove out the people in the city and demoted them to common people.

Yan Zhiyu and Su Rushuang were handed over to Leng Fengqing for disposal.

Yan Zhiyu was in the dark dungeon for six days and could still pretend to be calm at first, but on the third day, he started to roar heart-wrenchingly, and started to curse with vicious curses. On the fourth day, he started to beg for mercy and repent.

He was unable to stand and walk, and he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide every day. Every day, someone would give him some drinks and food to maintain his life, not let him die, and heal him, making him mistakenly think that he had hope of living.

Kuotian said that true despair is that you are worse than death in life, and you will never die. When you are determined to die, but you seem to see the hope of living. After a lot of struggle, you fall into despair. This repeated cycle will torture people to death.

Therefore, if you kill Yan or not, Leng Fengqing can give him some pleasure and sacrifice his head to the tomb of the Tiansuan family.

Leng Fengqing did not make a decision immediately, but walked in the city palace with the Fourth Master.

She had lived here for nearly a year and thought that the happiest days were spent here, but in the end it proved that it was just the cruel beginning.

She hated everything about Castle Palace.

But now after walking around, I found that the plants are so innocent?

The guilty one is the man, not the place.

"Can you accompany me to the Tiansun Family, okay?"

Leng Fengqing said.

The Fourth Master said: "You want to go?

Well, my son will accompany you."

He asked someone to get off the carriage and took Leng Fengqing to the Tiansun Family.

It has been thirty-six years since the Tiansuan family's mansion was well maintained. Yan Zhiyu ordered people to repair it. This was not because he felt guilty, but because after marrying Leng Fengqing, he became the head of the Tiansuan family. Maintaining the Tiansuan family's status in the hearts of the people is also consolidating his status. Therefore, he will not let the Tiansuan family fall.

The gate of the mansion is strict and elegant. The four big characters of the Tiansun Family are embedded on the gatehouse, and the words of flying dragons and phoenixes are outlined.

When I pushed the door open, there was a servant in the mansion, but not an old man, but a servant sent by Yan Zhiyu to clean and maintain it.

The Fourth Master sent them away, held his mother's hand, and walked in slowly.

The courtyard, main hall, corridor, courtyard, garden, small lake, flowing water, arch bridge, all traces of the Tiansan family are still there. Even the rosewood tree in front of the door where Leng Fengqing once lived has not been cut down, but it carries the traces of time.

For Leng Fengqing, nothing has passed. Thirty-six years have passed, and those things are still like yesterday.

"Mom, how do you deal with him?"

The Fourth Master could not guess what she was thinking. He accompanied her all the way, but she didn't say anything.

"What do you think?"

Leng Fengqing asked him.

The Fourth Master had hatred in his eyes and said, "If I were asked to deal with it, I would kill him."

Leng Fengqing nodded, and didn't say he wanted to kill him. After walking for another cup of tea, the mother and son sat down in the pavilion. Leng Fengqing looked at him and said, "I won't kill him."

The Fourth Master was a little surprised, "Mom, are you still soft-hearted to him?"

Leng Fengqing shook her head, "On the contrary, killing him is the soft-hearted. In fact, I have been wondering these days, can I let go of the hatred I had in the past?

If I could let go and kill him would be a complete end, but I couldn't, my son, especially since the moment I stepped into the gate of the Tiansun Family, I was even more sure that I could not just kill him."

She stood up and looked around the yard. There should be voices everywhere here. Her relatives lived in this house, laughing, and there seemed to be that scene in front of her, but in the blink of an eye, everything disappeared, and those people would not come back.

The Tiansan family did not make a big mistake, but was wiped out. There were still many children, the youngest was just one month old.

Tears fell on her face, and her heart was full of pain, and she said, "Take him and Su Rushuang out, find someone to stare at them, and don't let them die. I want them to continue to live. It is best to live another thirty-six years and suffer all the sufferings in this world. Only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart and let the dead rest in peace!"

The Fourth Master felt the same way, and he couldn't stand his mother crying and said, "Okay, do everything as you said."

Yan Zhiyu and Su Rushuang were thrown out. In just a few days, Yan Zhiyu changed from the energetic city lord to a rat crossing the street. Everyone shouted and beat him. He couldn't even stand up and walk. He could only climb forward and bear the blame from the angry people.

The Fourth Master arranged an abandoned pigpen for him and asked them to live in the pigpen, which was also considered as having tiles on their heads.

On the day of worshiping the Tiansun Family, the Fourth Master ordered people to bring them, press them to the tomb of the Tiansun Family and kowtowed to apologize. Yan Zhiyu used all his last strength to hit the tombstone, but was immediately caught by the Fourth Master, stopped him, and said coldly: "I want to die?

It’s not possible, you can live like this for the rest of your life.”

"You..." Yan Zhiyu was ferocious and wanted to reach out and grab his collar, but his hands couldn't lift them up at all. They hung down like two broken branches, and they didn't even have the strength to lift them up. His face was red as if it was about to burst blood vessels.

The Fourth Master let him go and gave a cold order, "Take them back to the pigpen."

"Leng Fengqing, he will go to hell to me and his father like this, do you know?

He is unfilial and very unfilial, and the world cannot tolerate it!"

Yan Zhiyu gasped and stared at Leng Fengqing with his hideous scarlet eyes. In addition to hatred and resentment, there were more complex emotions.

Leng Fengqing looked at her son with warm eyes, "No, you were wrong. He was very filial to his father. As we all know, his father is Prince Anfeng who has great righteousness and serves the country and the people, not you."

Yan Zhiyu's face was so blue that his face was covered with rage, and his veins burst out, "You talk nonsense. He is my son, he is my Yan Zhiyu's son. He will be punished by God when he treats me like this!"

Leng Fengqing looked at him and said coldly: "You are not qualified to say this! When I was pregnant with him, you asked me to graft the spirit stone backfire on him. You asked him to die for Su Rushuang. Do you still remember these words?

It’s been thirty-six years, and you may not remember it, but I remember clearly that you were willing to kill him, and he would not do anything to you today.”

"No!"

Yan Zhiyu gasped and shook his head, "I have never said anything, I have never said such things. You are provoking your son's hatred for me, you are using your son to avenge me, Leng Fengqing, you are so cruel!"

"Take them away!"
Chapter completed!