She suddenly felt very sad and tried to stop it, but no matter how much she screamed, they couldn't hear it, and her hand even went through their bodies.

She was illusory, and what she saw in front of her eyes was what had already happened.

Lu Qingling didn't even know whether all this was true or false.

She is not the concubine of the General's Mansion, nor is she Lu Gengnian's biological daughter, so who is she?

Who is Yin Xue?

She was locked up in that mansion, living day after day, until her belly was getting bigger and bigger, and Lu Qingling finally saw it.

I saw how the old lady treated Yin Xue when she was young.

The noble girl who came out of a wealthy family was willing to marry her son, but in her opinion, it was just Gao Pan, because her son was about to become the general of Tanglin.

Even if the location of this Great General's Mansion was taken by Lu Gengnian on Yin Xue.

"What kind of noble lady, in the end, you don't have to serve me, an old woman?"

"Hmph, what's the use of being pretty, Gai Ming'er will go to find a good woman for the general to be a concubine, the goods in this belly may be a girl."

"What's the use of having a girl, you have to be a son, and the son can pass on the lineage."

In the cold winter moon, Yin Xue took the nourishing decoction, dragged her heavy body to Fuyi Pavilion to serve the old lady, and when she heard the voice from the house when she passed by, she was only slightly stunned.

Then a helpless smile appeared on his face.

She is not sad, because the love in her heart is not Lu Gengnian at all, so there is nothing to be sad about.

Lu Qingling saw that because the soup was a little hot, the old lady deliberately spilled the bowl of soup on Yin Xue.

It was a good-natured woman, and it seemed that no matter how many people in this house tried to toss her, she would not resist.

Lu Qingling couldn't figure it out, she was the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion, even if she had the trouble of marrying Lu Gengnian, she was not at all as compromised as this.

Because the more she is like this, the more presumptuous the people in this house will become.

Until she gave birth, Lu Qingling saw Wen Po holding the little baby with Zou Baba in her hand to report the good news.

When the old lady heard that it was a daughter, she was in a coma for several days before she recovered.

In the cold winter, she was still in confinement, so she had to go to say hello to the old lady every day.

If you are not careful, you will have to kneel outside Fuyi Pavilion.

She was very straight, like a dead wooden man, with no expression on her face, neither happy nor sad.

In her, Lu Qingling seemed to feel a deep despair.

She didn't know if this despair was because of the General's Mansion or because of her biological father.

She squatted down and observed carefully, Yin Xue lowered her head, never raised her eyes, and the snow fell on her curled eyelashes, and she only trembled slightly.

"Others say that you are a woman who moves to Beijing, how can you live like this."

Lu Qingling smiled bitterly, and the scene changed, but this time, it was in the palace.

The young Ruiqing Emperor held a fold in his hand waiting for approval, and his brows were fiercely locked.

And beside him, it was Wu Jiao, who chased and killed her some time ago!

"Your Majesty, please make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise, once the disaster affects the country, it will be too late!"

What is that?

Lu Qingling wanted to go up and take a look, but he only saw the word Yin Xue.

It is related to Yin Xue again.

It was another snowy night, and Lu Qingling saw the young her kneeling in the field, digging a mud pit with her hands, crying while digging.

And in the broken straw mat placed on the side, Yin Xue's corpse was wrapped.

“……”

"How the hell did she die?"

Lu Qingling muttered to herself, there were too many processes omitted in this, obviously she was deliberately let see it, but some of the details were not allowed to be seen.

The pale arms that were exposed outside the straw mat were covered with scars and blood.

The memory of the original owner, she was poisoned for too long, and she became depressed, and finally died.

At that time, Lu Qingling was still a child, how much could she know.

The picture is flipped again, it seems to be in Lingshan Temple, the fire in the sky rises from the ground, and the fierce tongue of fire shuttles wantonly in the forest, and everywhere it passes, the birds and beasts are scattered!

"Catch him, don't let him escape!"

In the midst of that shouting and shouting, Lu Qingling saw a black figure from the firelight.

The long hair flew wantonly, and the half of the face covered with blue-black scales was strangely handsome.

"Give her back to me! Give her back to me! ”

That's a candle!

The powerful aura surrounded the entire Lingshan Temple, and in his eyes, there was unprecedented ferocity.

In the previous picture, Lu Qingling saw the docile and well-behaved candle beside Yin Xue, and there were no scales on his face at that time.

He likes to lie in front of the window and watch the busy Yin Xue, and step forward to help her from time to time.

Occasionally, she would be angry and angry at what the people in the General's Mansion had done to her.

"Why don't you go! Why do you have to stay here? ”

"Why do you want to marry him when you don't like him?"

This is what Candle has said the most when he stays by Yin Xue's side, but Lu Qingling has no memory of Candle in his mind when he was a child.

At that time, she thought, the candle must have been hidden in her body as it is now.

"Candle Dragon, stop it, if you continue like this, you can only deepen your own karma!"

Wu'e is still the same Wu'e, with a gray beard, but it's not as sharp as it is now, and Wu'e at that time still has a little compassion in his eyes.

But now, there is only killing, and it doesn't look like a monk at all.

"You killed her, why did you kill her, what did she do wrong!"

Lu Qingling's pupils shrank suddenly, and Yin Xue ...... Yin Xue was killed by them?

Is it Ruiqing Huang and Wu Ji who killed?

The flames lit up the dark night sky and melted the surrounding snow into water, but it could not extinguish the flames of anger.

There are people from Tanglin here, and there are also people from Lingshan Temple.

The general who took the lead was Lu Gengnian.

The overwhelming rain of arrows fell, and the candle clenched his hands in a heart-rending roar.

This is what they call a killing spree, obviously everyone is killing him, but they say that he is slaughtering others.

If they hadn't broken off his cultivation, his face wouldn't have been ruined, and he wouldn't have been locked up in the ancient temple for more than ten years.

There was despair, anger, and murderous intent in his eyes.

But in the end, he couldn't fight, he was imprisoned in the ancient temple and began a dark confession.

It was as if she had had a long dream, in which she saw Candle go from injustice and anger to despair when she was imprisoned in an ancient temple.

He is of a different race, and even if he does not eat or drink for decades, he will not die.

She looked down at Candle kneeling on the ground, his limbs bound in chains, and runes carved into them, and as long as he struggled slightly, the runes were like a fire, burning his soul fiercely.