"Lin Yunshu, do you think you can really sit in the back seat?"
"Look at what you look like now. You still don't have the appearance of a mother-in-law. You're just like a lost dog!"
The woman standing on the high platform was wearing a gorgeous dress, looking at the jar on the ground, smiling openly, with a proud smile on her face. The raised arc destroyed the gentle arc on her face and turned it ferocious.
The jar on the ground is an ordinary jar. If it weren't for the unusually huge size of the jar and the exposed human head on it, it might actually be normal.
Lin Yunshu, who was in the jar, had an angry expression on her face. There was no trace of good skin on her face, and it was full of open wounds. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
However, her tongue had been pulled out a long time ago, and she could only make an unpleasant sound of "squealing, scolding," gasping for breath.
Every note tortures the human ear.
But the more painful she was, the happier the woman above the hall felt.
Her happiness comes from Lin Yunshu's pain in the jar.
The man in a yellow robe behind the woman hugged the woman's slender waist and kissed her lovingly on her eyelids.
He looked at Lin Yunshu as if he were looking at some dirty garbage, and said with disgust in his tone: "Jiaojiao, why did you bring this useless person here? It will dirty my eyes."
Lin Yunjiao took advantage of the force and fell into the man's arms, looking at Lin Yunshu with provocative eyes.
She touched the most noble man in the world with her hand, exhaling like orchid, and every word seemed to have a hook, making the man fascinated: "Your Majesty, my sister is so pitiful, this body can't go anywhere. "
"Just let her watch, it will relieve her lovesickness."
As she spoke, she untied her robe, gently pushed the man down, and let him fall on the dragon chair, with their bodies overlapping each other.
"Let me serve Your Majesty instead of my sister."
Lin Yunshu looked at the figure of the phoenix toppling on the dragon chair and the endless moans that echoed in the hall. The hatred in her heart was as real as it was about to drown her!
She looked at the man on the dragon throne, the young man she had been fond of when she was young, and felt that she was really blind!
It was she who devoted everything she had to opening up territory for him, conquering all directions for him, and transforming him from a noble lady into a murderer on the battlefield!
For Xiao Yiqing, she left home when she was young and was in pain all over, just to grow old together with him!
But in the end, what did I get?
It was my grandfather who was the founding general who died in the name of a traitorous minister and was beheaded in the street!
It was my father, who was the prime minister, who died under the pen of a man of letters and hit a pillar!
It was the gentle mother who hanged herself to preserve her reputation!
It was the invincible brother who died on the battlefield, with thousands of arrows piercing his heart!
It was the docile and kind-hearted sister who married someone else and ended up wasting her time!
He was disfigured, his limbs were cut off, made into human pigs, and made into jars. Look at this pair of dogs and men sitting on the throne covered with the blood of their own family, how easy it is for them to be crowned!
The love I had when I was young has long since dissipated in pain.
Lin Yunshu only regretted that she had been stained by love and thought she was a gentleman!
Lin Yunshu used all his strength to slam into the pillar next to him, choosing the same way to die as his father.
The sound of the jar breaking didn't make the two people on the dragon throne stop moving.
Bright blood stains slowly flowed down Lin Yunshu's forehead, and his vision was blood red.
Beyond the blood stains, she saw a figure in a daze, breaking through the night like thunder.
The cold long sword pierced the hearts of the two people who had no time to dodge.
The blood-stained figure slowly came to Lin Yunshu. Only then did Lin Yunshu see the person clearly.
It was the former regent Xiao Wujiu.
Lin Yunshu was at the end of his strength, and with his blurred vision he could only see his snow-white hair falling on his side, like white snow, but also like silent sadness.
It makes people sad for no reason.
Why?
Why is his black hair dyed with white silk?
Those sharp-jointed hands lifted Lin Yunshu's broken hair, and the trembling figure hugged Lin Yunshu into his arms. His voice was unprecedentedly sad: "I, the king, will take you home."
"My king's Shushu is suffering."
go home? suffer?
Lin Yunshu looked at the thick top floor of the hall and struggled to evoke a smile.
But there was no strength left.
She has no home.
She personally pushed her people into hell.
She is a sinner!
She doesn't deserve a home!
Suddenly there was a sound of a sharp arrow cutting through the air, and Lin Yunshu subconsciously wanted to prop up his body to block the sharp arrow from Xiao Wu Jiu.
But she forgot that she no longer had the ability to move.
The sharp arrow penetrated Xiao Wujiu's chest, and the warm blood fell on Lin Yunshu's face, like red plums blooming in the snow.
Bit by bit, drop by drop, Xiao Wu Jiu's life passed away.
"ah!"
A final roar finally came from her broken throat.
Lin Yunshu looked at Xiao Yiqing who stood up from the hall, her eyes turned completely red.
Xiao Yiqing! Lin Yunjiao!
You treacherous villains will go to hell after death!
If there is an afterlife, I will definitely defeat you! bone! Yang! Ash!
…
Tianchen Kingdom, General Lin's Mansion.
Everyone knows that as the founding general of Tianchen Kingdom, Mr. Lin is deeply loved by the Holy Heart. The courtyard he lives in is comparable to that of a prince, grand and luxurious.
If it weren't for General Lin's dislike of extravagance, the floors of the general's mansion might have been made of gold.
It is a blessing to have the great grace of the Holy Spirit and to honor our ancestors.
But they also have their own worries.
As the most favored daughter of the Lin family, their little Princess Lin fell in love with the powerless prince and had to regret her engagement to the regent who had been engaged to him when she was young, which really made them a little anxious.
Fortunately, the little ancestor caught a cold a few nights ago and developed a fever. He kept the general's mansion quiet for a few days without mentioning this terrible thing, which made the whole mansion feel a lot more peaceful.
"ah!"
The maid guarding outside Lin Yunshu's door heard Lin Yunshu's hoarse voice, opened the door suddenly and walked in.
He shouted anxiously: "Second Miss, you finally woke up!"
Lin Yunshu covered his neck with both hands and looked at the still living maid Fengchun next to him with wide eyes in horror.
This is...
Come to life?
Back when I was fifteen?
Back when I wasn’t crying and clamoring to marry the fifth prince!
Fengchun saw that his young lady was thinking so hard and seemed to be losing her temper again. He hurriedly ran forward, not caring about the difference between master and servant etiquette, and said in a surprised and angry tone: "Miss, what are you doing! Let go quickly." !”
"Your neck is red!"
Lin Yunshu let Fengchun open his hand like a puppet, infinite sadness welling up in his heart.
And surprises.
In Fengchun, the maid who grew up with her surrendered herself to bandits in order to save herself, just to escape from the siege of bandits.
By the time he went up the mountain again, Fengchun was already dead.
Her body was in tatters, like a rag doll, lifeless, lying naked in front of him.
