Chapter 477: Rebirth
I still kind of wanted to punch her, but I held back.
"Sister, you γγγγγγ"
"You really didn't lie to me!" Yun Yu suddenly interrupted the little sister's words, and showed half of her face from the crook of her arm: "The Lin family really wanted to sacrifice my child as a sacrifice to the three halls of the Honghuang Dynasty!"
Lie to you.
The three halls of the flood wilderness were brought by her to pull hatred.
The emotions that belonged to the original Yun Ling continued to ferment in her heart, and Mo Zishu lazily covered her chest, comforting the obsession left over for her sister.
Know it's not you, be quiet, I won't hurt your sister.
Yun Ling lowered her eyes mockingly, and then pinched the corners of her clothes as if she was uneasy, her throat was dry, and she said softly: "Ling Yi swore a demon oath, how could she deceive Sister A." β
Those who violate the oath of the devil will surely die as promised.
Hearing the three words of the Heart Demon Oath, Yun Yu hated the Lin family and the Honghuang Three Halls in her heart at this moment, her fingers suddenly pierced her skin, and the sneer and pain were forcibly pressed in her throat.
Now that he is still weak, even if he hates it in his heart, if he doesn't mention the three massacres of the flood and famine, even if he has no way to deal with the fiancΓ© of the Lin family, not to mention that there are still thousands of personal feelings in his heart.
Yun Yu's face was cloudy, her fingers tightened inch by inch, she raised her head to look at her anxious little sister, and said abruptly: "Sister won't go with you, don't tell Father." β
She wants to improve her strength and hold the power tightly in her own hands, only in this way can she keep the people she cares about!
No matter how she cares about Lin Mian, she can no longer blindly rely on him in this life. She is the daughter of the Yun family, if she didn't devote herself to the foreign man, how could she end up being abandoned by the family!
Yun Ling was dumbfounded, but seeing that Sister A's expression became more and more determined, she guessed what Sister Ah thought, her face turned pale, and she finally nodded in response: "I hope that Sister Ah will communicate with Little Sister from time to time."
After speaking, he hurriedly added: "Just to deal with Father's care, Ah Mei has nothing else to think about." β
Even if there is something he wants, what can he do?
Yun Yu's eyes were gloomy, and she said politely: "Let's leave early." β
After she takes away those strange treasures according to the memories of her previous life, she will at least not be restrained by the family, let alone the young lady who is controlled by the family!
A young lady controlled by a family will solve it easily.
"Hmm." Yun Ling didn't say anything more, pursed her red lips and turned around and left slowly. There was a touch of crimson at the end of the eyes, and the peach blossoms on the top contained a hazy water light.
Glimpsing the sad back of the little sister, although Yun Yu has a lifetime of memory and does not believe in the little sister, but the demon oath in her heart cannot be faked.
"Don't marry the little prince in the imperial capital."
Yun Ling was stunned for a moment, and was about to turn back, but was driven out mercilessly.
It was an autumn day, the breeze was gently blowing, and the second lady of the Yun family, who would be bewitching after the long opening, gently closed her eyes, tilted her head and smiled silently.
Even Yun Yu, who has the memory of a lifetime, is still so soft-hearted, and a flawed demon oath actually disperses most of the resentment in her heart.
In the end, she was a young lady until she died, and she hadn't seen much of the world, just a mere family.
Mo Zishu walked through the exquisite and delicate corridor of the Yun family, the tail of her skirt lightly brushed the white jade railing, her red lips hooked up little by little, and a little light red appeared in her silver eyes again.
If it were her, she would have tasted all the grievances she had suffered in her previous life, and then she would not be able to dissipate it.
The Mo family where she was back then can be described as infinitely beautiful, a super family above the two dynasties and several major sects, stretching for an unknown number of years.
Although there is no order of the dynasty, the tribute collected every year has long been the reality of the dynasty.