my ghost bride

"How can such a good-looking woman be worthy of being my concubine? Granted the death penalty! All people with the surname Wu will punish the nine clans!" As soon as the golden mouth opened, none of the nine clans with the surname Wu survived, and the blood flowed like a river...

On August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of reunion of ten thousand families, is also the day of the first month when Shang Litian, the new king of the Southern Dynasty, ascended the throne. It is a decree!

The edict was abolished, the Fengchen Palace was full of corpses, the originally splendid palace was dyed red, and there was a disgusting smell of blood everywhere!

"Your Majesty, the person you want to kill is the concubine, please let go of the concubine's elderly parents!" Wu Chen'er knelt in front of Shang Litian's golden boots and begged bitterly.

"Today, none of you want to leave here alive!" A ruthless voice like hell overflowed from Shang Litian's mouth.

"Your Majesty!" A weak voice suddenly came from the door, and Ye Ye, who was as beautiful as a sick Xishi, came in with a splendid expression.

"Concubine Ai!" Shang Litian turned to his icy appearance just now, greeted him with a gentle face, helped Ye Ziqing to sit down, and yelled at the palace maid beside him, "You are so courageous! Bring this place!"

Ye Zi hurriedly stretched out a weak little hand to stop it: "Your Majesty, don't blame them, it's the concubine who wants to come!" His eyes moved to Wu Chen'er's face, who was kneeling on the ground: "No matter what, Chen'er is the concubine's. Good sisters, as well as Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu, have also treated the concubines like their own daughters, and they should all come to see them on their last journey!"

Her voice was extremely weak, and the pear blossoms brought rain, which made people feel pity, and Shang Litian caressed her even more.

However, Ye Ziqing's voice sounded like a magic voice in Wu Chen'er's heart!If it wasn't for this 'good sister', why would Wu Chen'er end up in such a ruined position, and would be implicated in the burial of the nine clans!

"Your Majesty, for the sake of the old minister's life for the country, let the old minister die on their behalf!" Wu Chen'er's father, Wu Siwen, kept kowtowing to Shang Litian, and even his forehead was bleeding!

"The king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die! Tianming, don't do it!" Shang Litian was unmoved, and there was not a trace of warmth in his words.

"Your Majesty, the old minister only wants to die on their behalf..." Before he could finish speaking, the sharp sword gleaming coldly smeared down his neck, blood splattered all over the place, and his unfinished words stopped abruptly!

"Master! Old..." Liu Shi wanted to pounce, but he was only halfway there, and the sword in Ye Tianming's hand had already smeared on her neck. She didn't even snort, she followed the master away!

"Father! Mother!" Ye Tianming was the first warrior of the Shang Kingdom. His sword was so fast that it was only in the blink of an eye. , but my parents can no longer hear her voice!

The pain of genocide and the tragic death of both parents, all of which stemmed from the man she once loved the most, and the good sisters she once regarded as her family!Wu Chen'er felt as if her body and mind were being torn apart alive by someone!

"Your Majesty, my concubine and your husband and wife are in a relationship. My parents are also your parents. How could you be so heartless? Ye Ziqing! Ye Tianming! My parents treat you like their own, yet you actually repay your kindness and revenge! You are not afraid of being struck by lightning. ?" She roared at them, and she was about to pounce on Ye Qingqing!

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