A week later, many dignitaries came to the capital and arrived at Zhujia one by one.
Candlestick also came to the candlestick house of Wancheng from the castle in the mountain to receive this group of distinguished guests.
The marriage of Baozhu and Baozhu started in Wancheng.
The whole city is shrouded in boiling atmosphere.
On this day, zhucen went out of the door and came to the house. He stood beside zhutingsheng, who was still sleeping. In his hand, he was a sharp dagger and approached the bed step by step. His eyes were fierce and full of hatred.
One step, one step, two steps, two steps -
just as she held up her knife and stabbed it hard at the sleeping Candlestick, she was dazzled by a sharp knife and her body was kicked to the ground.
"Poof -"
zhucen spat out blood and hit the cupboard with his body, which made the floor full of blood.
There was a click and the lights were blazing.
Candlestick on the bed sat up slowly and began to dress slowly.
He looked at the candlelight on the ground, without any temperature in his eyes. He looked at her like a dead man.
"How are you, tingsheng?" Yang Xiaohong rushed in from the outside.
One of them is in the house, the other is outside.
Yang Xiaohong fell asleep. When she heard the news and ran in, she saw the scene and understood it immediately. She went to zhucen and slapped her daughter in the face.
"Are you still human? He's your father, and you want to kill him? " She hates the tone that iron does not become steel again angry, let candle Cen Cen slap in the face.
"I don't have such a father!" Candle Cen Cen squeeze mood suddenly was ignited.
She stood up abruptly, pointed to candlestick tingsheng, and said angrily, "if he hadn't killed Yilei, if he hadn't, how could I lead a worse life and how could Huahua be involved?"
With that, she spat hard.
She used to be noble and decent, but now she is just like a prisoner.
"Mom, I always wanted to call you like this, but you let me down, or despair. Time and time again, you make us bear more pain than the sky, but you never help us, never defend us, are we still your children? " She complained in tears.
They can forgive Candlestick time and again for this woman, and surround him time and again. But how does Yang Xiaohong do it?
"No nonsense!"
Yang Xiaohong's heart is bleeding, but she still scolds her daughter coldly.
"Hahaha, hahaha --" chucen chuckled and burst into tears.
She suddenly stepped forward and yelled at Yang Xiaohong: "you know, this man just wants to destroy the three of us. First he uses Yilei to destroy me, and then he uses Guan Sangsang to destroy the second younger brother. Fortunately, the third younger brother doesn't have a woman to love. He doesn't want to marry or love. The only thing that doesn't contain him is that he doesn't want to wait for us all to die, You wake up? "
Getting married?
Ha ha ha, it's so funny. It's so funny.
Once upon a time, she thought candlelight and their plans were perfect.
First, she agrees to the engagement decided by Candlestick, and then she can love the man she wants to love and live the happy life she wants. However, they are willing to do it.
Candlestick wants a puppet, not a child with soul and free thought.
She is not obedient, and finally killed Yan Yilei.
If the second younger brother's marriage is not true, it must be Guan Sangsang who will be killed in the end!
She couldn't live any longer. She wanted to kill the old man before her second brother got married. At least, her two brothers could live well.
Unexpectedly, zhutingsheng was on guard.
"What's the use of raising disobedient children? You are so disobedient, I let you live is the greatest kindness to you, since you want to kill me, then you can, I send you to a place, a place where you want to die and can't live. Come on, "said the candlelight court.
At this time, a man in black came in from the window.
As soon as he came forward, he fainted with a knife.
"Tingsheng -"
Yang Xiaohong was a little flustered for the first time.
"Or I'll kill her! Anyway, she has been abandoned. We have two younger sons Candle court grand road.
Yang Xiaohong didn't speak at last.
She nodded meekly.
Candlestick tingsheng looked at her coldly and hissed: "are you distressed?"
"Ah, I, I didn't --" Yang Xiaohong quickly lowered her head.
Pop, pop.
Candle court Sheng backhand is two slaps in the face, hit Yang small red eyes with stars.
He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and looked at the woman who fell on the bed. He said coldly and mercilessly, "don't mess with me. The three of them shouldn't have lived in the world. If long Ting is not stupid, I can give him the family business. But if he is too stupid and goes astray, I don't mind cleaning him up."It's like picking up candles.
Candle dragon ting in the office, received a dress, he did not mind trying on, continue to busy, but see Zhu Xiaohua rushed in.
"Brother in law, you must save my wife, your elder sister." He was about to cry.
"Why?" The candle dragon frowned.
Zhu Xiaohua tells the story of the disappearance of zhucen.
He also found that there was a knife missing at home. He was scared to think that she was still ill. He traced her all the way to Zhujia, but never saw her come out again.
When he broke into the candle house to continue to trace, he didn't find the figure of candle Cen, and no one was seen anywhere.
Where is she going?
Zhu Xiaohua thought for a long time and went to question Zhu tingsheng. Unexpectedly, he said softly, "you don't mind. I can marry Ke'er to you."
This is like being struck by lightning.
He almost ran up and grabbed candlestick tingsheng's collar and asked him where Candlestick Cen was. Unexpectedly, he was thrown out of candlestick's house.
"Where did you go? She must have been caught by the smelly old man zhutingsheng. Go and help me to rescue Cen Cen. She must be helpless. She will collapse. She may have a knife on her body.... " The more Zhu Xiaohua said, the more frightened she was and the more scared she was.
The whole person is tough.
Candle dragon Ting is ready to go out without saying a word, but he sees candle tingsheng come in from the door.
He stood in the crowd, walking on the long corridor, his eyes flashing cold light, looking at the two of them is like looking at two sculptures, without a trace of temperature.
Step out a step, he walked to two people, a sound like wood split burst in the two people's side.
"Don't look for it. If your marriage goes well, she will be released, or you won't want to see her in your life." His cold voice is like a sharpening stone.
The eyes are full of fire.
"She's my wife," cried Zhu Xiaohua.