Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

She wanted water, but she didn't have the strength to shout, and she didn't have the strength to stand up and walk out of the woodshed.

She tried several times, trying to climb to the woodshed door, but the sharp pain between her ribs, and the angina in her abdomen made her faint a little bit. She knew that her ribs had been broken by Zhao Hongxiang.

And the child may not be able to stay. She struggled with her hands, touched her pants, wet, and the amniotic fluid was probably broken.

Tragic! The granddaughter of General Tang, Lady of the Second Pint, descendant of the Indian Goddess of Mori, has now fallen to such a passive beating. Purple looks up like a storm that's going to swallow everything, crying without tears.

Zhao Hongxiang and Yu Lanxuan broke in with their most trusted followers Chengcai, dressed in clothes.

Purple Ghost raised her head, looked at her once gentle husband, looked at her and her sisterly best friend, sighed and asked with all her strength: "Why did you do this to me? I didn't do anything I'm sorry about. Why? ”

Yu Lanxuan smiled softly: "Good sister, who let you get in my way? Take what's mine? Your man is mine, your dowry, everything you have is mine. ”

Zhao Hongxiang's eyes were red and his teeth were bitten. “Don't blame me. You are a Zhao family man. Death can only be a Zhao family ghost. Grandpa can't be laughed at because of you. Anyway, if you live in this world, it's also a sin. Why don't you die early and surrender? Xuan said your dowry is worth 60,000 taels of silver and can't let you take it, so you... Go to hell! ”

In the last sentence, Zhao Hongxiang shouted, his fierce appearance, in the light of lightning, is like the demon of eating man, the Yan of hell.

He took out the rope and put it around the purple ghost's neck. He shook at his talent and drank it in a vehement manner: "Dead slave! Don't strangle her! ”

Cheng Cai dared not listen to Master Hou. He pulled the other end of the rope and hung the purple ghost on the beam of the woodshed with Zhao Hongxiang.

Two drops of blood tears appeared in the eyes of the purple ghost, dripping on Zhao Hongxiang's hand. At the last moment, she looked at this jackal in human skin, stretching out her tongue and sounding in her throat: "I won't let you go as ghosts! If there is a hereafter, I will avenge it! ”

A lightning bolt broke through the night sky, followed by a thunderbolt, and it rained even more...

The next day, the general administration received an obituary from Yongnan Hou, the big lady of your government, the rightful wife of Yongnan Hou, because adultery with slaves was smashed by maids, ashamed and killed herself last night.

The second aunt, who was seriously ill with purple and ghost, learned of the news, couldn't stand the continuous blow of her relatives dying unjustly. She didn't come up with a single breath, died of her breath, and threw away three minor children.

Ziyi's father, who wanted to go to Yongnan Hou Fu to talk about it, stopped at the behest of Lady Wang Yiping, the stepwife.

“My lord, the young lady is too unclear from her husband before, and now... Sir, there is no conclusive evidence. How dare they say that? Now, we have to ask someone to hide this from us, otherwise, we can't abandon him! Sin... It's still pregnant, that's all... ”

“Alas!” said Purple Ghost's father, Mu Yingwei, stomping his feet hard and sighing long: “Bitch! It's not safe to die. I knew it. When I was born, I should have strangled her! ”

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