On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The question asked by the peddler was also what Yan Ruyu wanted to know.

Yu looked at the peddler, then at Xia Miao, and laughed loudly.

"Of course there is a better place for my son to go. Mr. Mo said that my son has excellent physique and can achieve great things in the future. He will take him away to raise him personally."

"How can my son be like your child, born to be at the bottom of society? He should sacrifice his life for others when the time is right!"

Xia Miao rushed forward and beat him again: "I asked you to sacrifice your life, how noble are you? No one loves you at home, you married into the Jiang family and became a restless bitch, you killed your husband, and you slept with others!"

Yu's eyes turned red and she couldn't stand hearing these scoldings.

"How dare you laugh at me? You didn't even know who slept with you, and you were guarding your own child without even knowing it. This is so funny."

The two men's curses became more and more unpleasant, all of which were useless. Yan Ruyu waved her hand, and Song Ping stepped forward to pull the two apart.

Yan Ruyu looked at Yu and asked calmly, "Does your son have a round head and big, bright eyes?"

Yu took a few breaths, her embarrassed look still couldn't hide her proud eyes: "Of course."

"Have you seen him since he separated from you?"

Yu paused, pursed her lips, and Yan Ruyu smiled softly: "It seems that there is none."

"Mr. Mo said that your son has excellent physique. What kind of physique did he have?"

Yu was stunned. She didn't ask about this. Mr. Mo had many talented people under him, so who knew what he was referring to?

"Mr. didn't say that, but he will never treat my son unfairly."

"I won't treat you unfairly," Yan Ruyu said in a brisk and sharp voice, "Why? What's so special about you? People like you are also considered low-class people in his eyes."

Yu's face turned pale and she shook her head, "No, it's impossible."

"There is a type of person under Mr. Mo called Chi Tong. He was raised with special potions and his body is full of poison, including his blood. Because he is a child, it is easier for him to gain the trust of others."

"Once they get in, they will try to harm others. If that doesn't work," Yan Ruyu paused, and Yu's heart also rose. "If that doesn't work, then they will start the process of self-destruction."

"People exploded like blood bags, poisonous blood splashed everywhere, and anyone who came into contact with them would be poisoned."

The color on Yu's face completely drained away, and she looked terrified: "Impossible, my master would never do this to me. He said he would raise my child well."

"He was carefully soaked in medicine and gradually turned into a poisonous person. How can that not be considered training him well? According to your logic, Mr. Mo, this counts."

"No, you lied, you deceived me!"

"On my way here, I fought with Mr. Mo more than once. Chi Tong was one of them. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, how could I know so much about it? How could I know what your son looks like?"

Yu was stunned, her whole body trembling slightly: "This is impossible, how do you know that is my son?"

"I don't know, so I'm asking you. Maybe your son is lucky that it's not him."

The more Yan Ruyu said it lightly, the more frightened Yu became.

This kind of evil person has done countless evil things, deceived and harmed countless people, and always calls others low-class people. She deserves to die because she doesn't feel the pain herself.

Once the knife falls, and the victim is herself or someone she cares about, she cannot tolerate it at all.

Yan Ruyu watched Yu collapse quietly, and suddenly thought, how could someone like her be so kind as to risk going to the ruined yard to inform her men to escape?

She even abandoned Xia Miao without notifying the peddler.

Those subordinates don't know any important information, and there is no need to worry about them leaking any news.

why?

"Song Ping," Yan Ruyu said slowly, "Go check that yard, inside and out, to see if there is anything important. Don't alarm the old man."

"Yes."

When Yu heard this, her expression changed slightly again and she looked up at Yan Ruyu.

Song Ping immediately took the order and left. Judging from the guilty look on the woman's face, there must be something in the yard.

Yan Ruyu guessed that what was hidden in the yard should be Yu's final secret.

Just at this moment, the peddler suddenly jumped up and grabbed Yu's neck.

"Tell me, have you been planning to lie to me from the beginning? Have you never thought about staying with me forever?"

Yu was being strangled and only a trace of air was coming in and out. Her face turned red and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This smile says it all.

The peddler exerted force on his hands: "Bitch, I trusted you wrongly!"

With a slight "click" sound, Yu's neck was strangled.

The peddler let go and Yu fell limply to the ground with her head tilted to the side. The smile on her face had not yet faded, and she looked extremely strange and weird.

Without pausing for a moment, the peddler raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead.

There was a "pop" sound.

He was not left with any chance of survival. He bled from all his orifices and fell to the ground dead, with his face facing the opposite direction of Yu's.

Xia Miao was stunned. The scene before her happened too fast and was beyond her expectations.

She had met the peddler very few times. Looking back, it was no more than five times in total, which could be counted on one hand.

The peddler had been traveling around for all these years, following Yu's side, but she had never thought that this man was the one from back then.

He was also the one who had a child with her.

She never imagined that the child she had been taking care of was actually her own.

The peddler never said a word to her or even looked at her before he died.

Xia Miao laughed softly, mocking herself for being so ridiculous and pathetic.

This is probably the retribution for doing so many bad things and harming so many people.

She turned to Yan Ruyu and bowed deeply: "Princess, thank you for letting me know all this. I don't have the face to ask to see the child again. I just want to ask you not to let the child know that he has parents like us."

"We... don't want to be his parents. Please, princess, spare his life. Even if we have to beg for food and become beggars, we must live a clean life."

She kowtowed heavily, got up from the ground, and ran towards the pillars under the corridor.

Hit it all at once.

Yan Ruyu looked away and closed her eyes slightly.

"Someone, take the body away."

"Yes."

Yan Ruyu returned to her own yard. Huo Changhe had not come back yet, so he went to the manor in person to check on Guang and the others' alchemy matters.

This is the first batch, and the accounts must be shared with Governor Cao. We must be careful and keep clear accounts.

This time Yu died, and the hideout in Liujiazhuang was also eradicated, as well as the embroidery workshop and the small department store, which were all their businesses after they obtained the title deeds. Now that the person is dead, Yan Ruyu does not want to get involved in these things, and plans to hand them over to the governor's office to re-plan and manage them.

At that time, it can be regarded as a source of income for the government.

If Youcheng wants to develop better and better, there will be more and more places to spend money, so we still have to find a way to create revenue for the government.

Yan Ruyu wrote all of this in detail in a booklet.