It's cold.

There was a wooden coffin with a hundred carvings in front of him, black and desolate, gloomy, whose is it? Is this a dream, or is it ......

Her neck suddenly tightened, the illusion disappeared, and a person picked her up and smashed her hard on something, "bang": "Slut!" I call you betrayal, call you fornication, you ugly woman, I am so good to you, you dare to cause trouble for me! ”

Wen Yukou was so painful that she was about to lose her breath, her weak body fell to the ground softly, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she saw the little Hou Ye who was pinching her neck, and the coldness in her eyes was like a sword, slashing her fiercely.

"Stop, Shinro, are you going to beat your sister to death?"

With the dissuasion of the yellow warbler, a white-clothed beauty came in, holding a small fan in her hand, her temperament was gorgeous like jade, delicate and exquisite, with red lips and teeth, and a smile was like a city. The beauty is extremely beautiful, but a pair of eyes are mixed with jealousy, hatred, coldness, and impermanence, and it is by no means owned by everyone's ladies, and the beauty is greatly reduced under a closer look.

This is her sister "Qin Xian" Wen Yulan.

Wen Yukou hurriedly broke away from the little Hou Ye, climbed in front of her sister, and begged in a panicked tone: "Yulan, tell Hou Ye quickly, I have always been with you, I have not fornicated with the four princes, you never lie, you must believe what you say!" ”

"Sister, you, how can you ......" Wen Yulan glanced at her in embarrassment.

"Say it quickly!" Wen Yukou anxiously urged, and even reached out to pull, just touching the clothes, Wen Yulan's body suddenly wanted to be pushed away vigorously as if she fell backwards, fell heavily on the ground, her white clothes were stained, and she was very embarrassed.

Wen Yulan seemed to be in pain, tears flowed from her delicate face, and she cried: "Sister, I said yes, don't hit me, don't hurt my child...... This is the flesh and blood of the Hou Ye...... Please, sister......" She covered her lower abdomen and cried so much that the pear blossoms rained.

"Slut, poisonous woman, dare to hurt my child, go to death!"

Child?

Wen Yukou was stunned before she could be in a hurry, and was kicked in the heart by Fu Tingshen, flew to the side, and knocked over the cabinet. I only heard a flash of blue light, but the jasper hairpin in the hair fell off. Wen Yukou spit out a mouthful of blood, the pain in her abdomen was severe, she was completely desperate, seeing Fu Ting helping Wen Yulan in a hurry, she stretched out her hand and groped to get the jade hairpin.

This was given to her by Shen Lang, it was very precious, and she held it up, trying to use this to awaken the friendship between the husband and wife of the little marquis.

"Shenlang, be careful! My sister is going to kill us! Wen Yulan's voice was like the cold rain of a winter night, beating her to pieces.

The little marquis came over angrily, snatched the jasper hairpin, pinched her chin tightly, and pressed it against the wall. Wen Yukou vaguely knew what he was going to do, and begged in a low voice: "Don't, Shenlang, don't ......"

"Slut, you go to hell alone!" She had heard that voice countless times, but it was no longer gentle and affectionate, but like ice, wrapped in an ice blade, cutting people all over the body!

The jasper hairpin pierced mercilessly, as sharp as the wind!

Bloody, with severe pain in the right eye!

"Ahh It hurts! It hurts......" Wen Yukou screamed, and the jasper hairpin trembled in her right eye, but she didn't have the strength to pull it out. She didn't dare, she was in pain. The pain went deep into the bone marrow, hot, cold, intertwined and tormented her.

"Yulan, save me......" she begged, and she couldn't even see where the person was.

Wen Yulan stood innocently to the side, with tears in her eyes: "Sister, I can lie to him for a while, but I can't lie to him for a lifetime." You are confused, you have to plot to elope with the four princes at the night banquet in the palace, and make such a scandalous thing, the Hou Ye and I have seen it, how can my sister help you lie? In addition, in the past, you secretly hoarded silk, gold and silver, hid murderers, killed servants, lost your honor in front of the palace, and even disappeared for three days in the nunnery of Qing Dynasty to atone for your sins, and in order to cover up, you actually exterminated all the nuns, not to mention the Hou Yefu, even the Wen family, will not forgive and condone you! Sister, you used to always threaten me with my love for Hou Ye, but now my sister is powerless, and she can no longer lie with her conscience! ”

Wen Yukou looked at her sadly, shocked, and suddenly two long tears of blood flowed from her eyes: "Yulan, it turns out that you actually hate me like this, but you shouldn't hurt me like this...... I love you so much, for what, for what betrayed me? ”

Wen Yulan didn't answer, just wept, her snow-white clothes were pitiful.

"I haven't done any of these things, I haven't!! Shenlang, you believe me! Wen Yukou hugged Fu Tingshen's leg again.

It's too ugly, the dignified and elegant appearance in the past has all disappeared, and only the appearance of pain has remained.

Fu Tingshen kicked on her heart, cold-hearted, and said sharply: "Wen Yukou, you still dare me to believe you, in vain you are still the daughter of General Wen's family, with a noble status, but your heart is like a snake and scorpion, deceiving the upper and lower levels, and causing the house to be restless!" You poisonous woman, you should have gone to hell a long time ago and never be reborn, get out! ”

"I'm pregnant with your child...... Shenlang, it's been three months, and it's already a little life. Wen Yulan has your children, and I have too, we are husband and wife! Wen Yukou looked up her face, her face was full of blood, and her whole body trembled in pain: "I can die, let him go, he is innocent......"

This news came suddenly, and Fu Tingshen and Wen Yulan were stunned.

Seeing Fu Tingshen's hesitant expression, Wen Yulan felt a pang in his heart, he must not let this cheap breed turn over!

"That's right. Shinro, my sister's child is innocent and should not bear the sins committed by my sister. After all, he hasn't had time to take a look at his father in this world, and the fourth prince may be very happy......" Wen Yulan deliberately covered his mouth, pretending to be eager to slap himself: "No, I mean, Shenlang, you will be very happy......"

What's the matter, the child is the fourth prince, and he wants the little marquis to cuckold?

"Wen Yulan, what kind of hatred do I have with you, you want to harm me like this? The child belongs to the Hou Ye, and it has nothing to do with the four princes, if I have a lie, I will not die well! Wen Yukou hated it, she didn't expect that this sister, who has always been gentle and kind, would frame her so ruthlessly.

The words have been spoken, and the root of the curse has been buried, and it depends on whether the listeners have listened to it.

"This is a conspiracy, Shen Lang, Wen Yulan harmed me! You have to trust me! Wen Yukou covered her lower abdomen and hid in the corner to cry.

Wen Yulan saw that the little marquis's face was cloudy, and his heart jumped, for fear that his efforts over the years would come to naught, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously.

The little marquis who was cold behind the most gloomy little marquis waved his hand to let Wen Yulan go back to Wen's house, and after a few days, he heard the news that Wen Yukou was seriously ill and recuperating.

Dou's mother and daughter went to see her.

Everyone regarded Wen Yukou as a madman, and no one could touch her except for a few tall grandmothers. In a small courtyard, Wen Yukou was blind in one eye, her stomach was slightly up, and she was begging those rough grandmothers to eat a little bran from the chicken's stomach.

"Mother, from now on, we don't have to be angry with this slut anymore. Now her father is very disappointed, the Hou Mansion regards her as a disaster, the princes have been offended by her, no matter how noble her background is, what is the use, it is not a lump of sludge, and everyone is afraid to avoid it. Look, I was also pregnant with a child, and I was clothed and fed, but she couldn't even eat the chaff to feed the chickens. Hmph,! ”

Wen Yulan said triumphantly in front of her.

The name Wen Yukou will now be hidden in the depths of the cold and dark hell, and she will never come to torture her Wen Yulan again! Isn't she a noble daughter, isn't she a well-known person to marry into the Hou Mansion, isn't she swaggering and happy? She is gentle and mediocre, with a weak personality, why is she living smoothly in this life! Among all the concubines, only she, Wen Yulan, deserves all this! Now, it's all come true!

"Yes, this idiot should have died when she fell into the water at the age of twelve, and it would have cost her so many years to spare her. Hey, blind man, come and kneel, and I'll reward you with good food! Dou's eyes showed a vicious light, wantonly insulting her.

Wen Yukou touched her belly, what the baby needed to eat, so she walked over without hesitation, knelt down, Dou's mother and daughter were stunned, and Ha Lu Ha Da smiled. Wen Yulan reached out and took a piece of pastry and threw it on the ground, Wen Yukou couldn't see it clearly, her face was on the ground, and she finally touched it, stuffed it into her mouth and devoured it clean.

Pastries are much better than chicken bran.

Dou's mocking laughter echoed in his ears, and Wen Yukou swallowed blood and tears into her stomach. What a concubine, what dignity, what kindness, what a bodhisattva-like heart, her eyes should have been blind a long time ago, and she couldn't see that the enemy was in front of her earlier! If his eyes were bright, why did his younger brother die tragically, why did he offend the royal family because of rebellion, and the only beloved Hou Ye, why did he disregard the relationship between husband and wife and drive her crazy? !

She was inadvertently involved in the struggle for the throne between the princes, but no one knew that her husband, the little marquis, was actually the illegitimate son of the current saint, and the saint had already prepared to pass the throne to the little marquis. Therefore, the conspiracy and trickery of the princes were all done to the wrong person, which is extremely ridiculous. And she and the four princes are just victims in this battle for the throne, after the so-called elopement, one was sentenced to solitary confinement, and the other was sentenced to death.

She understood that the Dou mother and daughter hated her to the core, and contributed to her imprisonment, and did not show any of her feet. The appearance of the concubine Wen Yulan when she fell into the well was a little sharper than the ruthlessness of the marquis, and her words were all about pushing her to death. And the concubine Dou did it neatly and neatly, and she didn't even have a face, so she let their Wen family and noble concubines die.

Their faces, their acts, their intrigues, scene by scene, one by one, scratched their scarred hearts.

She died unjustly and miserably, but others are praising the Hou Yefu, praising her mother and sister, and praising the grace of the Dasui royal family! Poor child, who didn't even have a name, and didn't even have time to look at this prosperous world, he had to be buried with her. Unwilling!

Later, Wen Yulan lived in the Hou Ye's Mansion and came to humiliate her every day, and she knew a lot of things. But what about Zhilu Dao? No one cares about her, she just wants to give birth to and raise a child with Shenlang, even if she lives like a dog?

"Wen Yukou, you want to give birth to him, okay, okay, you think I'm going to give birth to you and his? I'm the future emperor, you dare to cuckold me! Fu Tingshen rushed in three days before she gave birth, pushed her to the ground, pulled her hair and dragged her to the window, faint suona and mournful sounds: "Do you hear it?" Your funeral, three days later, you will be at the funeral with the child in your womb. ”

"No, I'm not dead." Wen Yukou shook her head desperately, looked at the cold-blooded man in front of her in disbelief, and tears broke down again: "He's our child, Shenlang...... I can die, let him live, okay? Good no good? ”

Fu Tingshen smiled coldly: "Okay, let the live in the underworld, come on, put the young lady in the wooden coffin of the hundred carvings, and nail it to death!" ”

"No, don't! Don't! I'm alive, I'm not dead, my son ......"

No matter how much she cried and struggled, she still went into the living coffin.

The rivers are rolling, the muddy water is flowing eastward, the smell of the earth, the entanglement of aquatic plants, the struggle, the suffocation, the urgency, and despair are surging......

"I won't let you go! Not a single one! ”

Through the despair, the clear and cold voice, like a sharp blade, like lightning, slashed everything that stood in its way, standing proudly!

The soft light of the sleep reappeared, caressing her cheeks, gently and gently.

Mother's ice room, lit with a crystal clear ice lamp all the year round, why does it appear at this time?

Mother, are you calling me? You can't see your daughter suffering such inhumanely, so you have to take your daughter away early and reunite the family? They brutally took the lives of you and your brother, and now they are suffocating me and the child in our womb in a coffin! I was poked blind in my right eye, scratching and crying for help inside, my fingers broken, my throat bleeding, my breath in my chest, suffocating, desperate, and in pain. Who can bear this suffering?!

I hate it!

Unwilling, unwilling, unrecognized!

If you don't take revenge, your heart will be uneasy! No one who deserves to go to hell will be spared! I have had a miserable life in this life, and I am willing to pay the sacrifice that will be lost in the ashes in exchange for a lifetime.

"Bang", the ice lamp suddenly shattered, and the only beam of light shrouded Wen Yukou's body, becoming more and more intense, almost burning her like a flame, and it was as painful as splitting her bones and peeling her skin.

The ice jade melted, the figures separated, and a wisp of thin ghost was absorbed by the soft light, injected from the center of Wen Yukou's eyebrows.

The pain on his body gradually rose like a cloud, boundless, and the light in front of him became brighter and brighter, dazzling......

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