This slap slapped Lu Yingchen back to his previous desperate memory.

"What are you!!" Cui'e seemed to be a powerful wild dog, an old cat with fried hair, resentful eyes, eyebrows upside down, shrugging her shoulders and shrinking her neck, wrinkling her nose and purple-red gums, like a hungry beast, as hideous as she was.

"Do you think that if you hook up with a general, you will be powerful? Your status is the same as everyone else? What are you pretending to be high!

You remember, your mother is a lowly slave and maidservant, she was abandoned, you are the wild seed she left behind, and you have the blood of the lowly in your bones!

When you were asked to show your face in front of the general, you thought the general would really marry you? You bastard just deserve to be played with! In the end, the ending will be the same as your mother!"

The more she talked, the more excited she became, as if it had turned into pointing at her nose and scolding. Such laymen, when they open their mouths, how dirty they must be. For some reason, she was very angry when she talked about this, as if she was talking about herself, and as if she was seeing Lu Yingchen's unyieldingness, which made her feel inexplicably angry.

"Today, the old lady will give you a chance to soar, let the lord of Jiangcheng play for two years, and you can also mix the wealth in front of people, but you are willing to find guilt! You are still waiting for your lover to come back? The old lady heard that he had already died on the battlefield!!"

Lu Yingchen's body trembled violently, and he rushed up with his hair scattered, like a demon: "You are talking nonsense!!"

Cui'e was so strong that she pushed her to the ground and spat at her: "What kind of identity do you have? Being able to accompany other generals for two years is already a blessing in three lives. Are you really trying to stay with your parents? To tell you the truth, the news of his death in battle has spread all over Jiyun Kingdom, but no one dares to tell you, for fear that you will be crazy and can't stand it! Because it was because of you that the great general died in battle!"

Lu Yingchen's tears fell frantically: "You ..... you talking nonsense....."

"Hmph, I heard that General Lian was originally victorious, but he was kind and soft-hearted and let go of the prisoners of war, but the prisoners of war pretended to repent, waited for an opportunity to ambush, and stabbed General Lian in the back! Do you know why he let go of prisoners of war? Because he said that his wife did not like him to kill! He did not kill!"

Lu Yingchen had already collapsed.

She knelt on the ground, clutching the hem of Cui'e's skirt, screaming and crying hoarsely, the voice sounding very sad and creepy.

In the light and shadow, two people, one kneeling and the other standing, seem to be silhouette paintings.

Lu Yingchen kept crying, Cui'e had never seen her like this. seems to be soft-hearted, but when she thinks of herself, she just softens her heart. She tore open her skirt, her tone softened, and she lamented: "Alas....... forget him! So he called two people, sandwiched Lu Yingchen, who was already paralyzed, and returned to the brightly lit Sarnath Garden.

"Ahh

In the bright and dark firelight, Nan Ling shook his head and lamented, and Lu Jiyu intermittently told the story of Haunting Dust. At this time, the sun had already set on the mountain, and Lu Jiyu gave Xiao Er a few more pieces of silver, and asked him to vacate the entire second floor and leave it for the two of them. Xiao Er thoughtfully lit candles for the two of them and left.

Later, Yingchen was given to the city lord of Jiangcheng as a gift and was taken to Jiangcheng. She turned gray for a while, her heart was like dead wood, and she tried to commit suicide several times, but because of the people around her, she never succeeded. Maybe because of this, she was too sad, and the city lord of Jiangcheng knew that her heart was dead, so he took pity on her, and he also loved her and did not defile her body. Because even if he wanted to approach with good intentions, Yingchen would scratch and bite him like a madman. Therefore, the city lord had no choice but to put her in the cold palace. Over time, it was forgotten. ”

"Gray hair, but that day I saw—"

"Listen to me slowly. Lu Jiyu said slowly.

"The turning point is only now coming. ”

At that time, Yingchen, who thought that his lover was dead, had planned to live in the cold palace, but unexpectedly, he unexpectedly saw Lian Yin in the Jiangcheng Palace. ”

Lu Jiyu's face had a solemn aura, making the flickering firelight look a little weird. Nanling was silent, waiting for him to continue.

"Lian Yin, Lian Yin!

In the middle of the night, the black clouds in the sky pressed the moon, and the overcast wind was rising, which was very strange. In the huge Jiangcheng Cold Palace, the sound of lingering dust and madness sounded again. The maidservants shrank together in fright and trembled, they knew that this white-haired beauty in red always had a poignant love story, but they did not know that she would go crazy at night and cry out for her lover's name.

The faint cold light cast on the cold vermilion courtyard wall, and the shadows that lingered back and forth were stretched for a long time.

"Lian Yin, Lian Yin - I know you're not dead...... ' Lingering Dust's sad voice sounded very creepy at the moment. She has become a ghostly female ghost in the cold palace.

In the past few days, the Lingering Lady has gone completely crazy, and the matter has spread throughout the palace. The city lord of Jiangcheng didn't care much about it, thinking that she just missed her deceased husband too much and was crazy, until one day, a courtier beside him entered the palace overnight, hurriedly came to report, and told him a news that made him tremble.

"What is the matter, do you have to meet this gentleman in the middle of the night?" He lit a faint candle and put on his coat.

The courtier trembled so badly that he was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a long time, and the city lord urged him again and again before he spoke: "Yu, Yu City Lord-Ji, the king of Jiyun Kingdom, dead, dead-"

"What, he's dead?" The city lord of Jiangcheng obviously didn't realize what was happening, but just lamented for a moment with great regret, and finally asked strangely: "This matter is important, but you don't have to report it in the middle of the night, right?"

The courtier trembled even more: "The people of Jiyun Kingdom said that it was, it was the soul of the general Jiyun who died in battle—"

"What? you-" The city lord of Jiangcheng stood up suddenly, and the clothes he was wearing fell to the ground. He glared at his little eyes and said in disbelief: "Hugh is talking nonsense!"

The courtier was so frightened that he knelt down, and kept kowtowing and stammering: "That, the lord of the country was, was stabbed to death by a rusty, broken, half-broken halberd, and it is said that the position of the great general, when he was stabbed to death, is the same—"

The city lord of Jiangcheng felt cold to the bone.

Thinking of Lu Yingchen's unprovoked madness in the past few days, he felt an indescribable fear - could it be that the general really came back for revenge?

After a night of silence, the city lord of Jiangcheng completely lost sleep.

A few days later.

He waited anxiously in the palace, not thinking about the tea, and the teacup fell to the ground, and there were crumbs everywhere. The maid beside her was so frightened that she stood beside her with her head down, not daring to move.

He's waiting for a message.

"Newspaper—"

Outside the door, he remembered the voice he had been waiting for, it was his spy who had returned on a fast horse.

"Xuan! let him enter the hall directly!" the city lord said anxiously with a wave of his hand.

The black-clad spy ran out of breath and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"What is the result?" the city lord felt his heart pound out of his chest. I only heard the spy say: "City Lord, as you expected...... All the people in Sarnath had died a few days ago!, and the one named Cui'e was even beaten—" The spy said this, his expression very distorted, as if he was trying to endure something disgusting.

"By what?"

"Dismemberment ........."

Like a thunderbolt from the sky, the lord of the city slumped in his chair.

It's over, Lian Yin is really back, and the next one and the next one is me.........