Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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Yu Wuhen walked in one direction in a daze all the way, and scenes from the past flashed in his mind.

There is joy, happiness, pain, tears, anger, helplessness, failure, and success...

Yu Wuhen's hands tightened, her finger bones were white, her blue veins bulged, and the bottom of her narrow eyes flashed with water, exposing the pain in her heart.

God, what am I doing wrong? Why are you torturing me like this? why?

Yu Wuhen went straight into the ancestral hall dedicated to the tablets of ancestors.

The ancestral hall was shining with gold, the candlelight glowed dazzlingly, and there was a chill in the solemnity.

Yu Wuhen paced slowly to the ancestral tablet, took out three incenses from the drawer under the altar without hurriedly, and lit them with candles.

Then he pulled up his robe, knelt straight on the futon on the ground, and gently knocked three heads.

Then he straightened up and inserted the incense into the ashtray on the confession.

Looking at the names engraved on the rows of tablets in front of him, Yu Wuhen stretched out his hand to remove the mask, and fixed his eyes on the three tablets directly in front.

Yu Wuhen's face was serious, calm and calm, even though he was extremely sad, he couldn't cry.

After staring at the tablet for a long time, Yu Wuhen finally trembled and took a deep breath, muttering: "Father, mother, brother, Wuhen is coming to see you again."

At this moment, a butler who was about 50 years old and with a fat body and heavy eye bags rushed over from the door, and said loudly, "Fort Lord, Li Biaotou, please see you."

Yu Wuhen's face became stiff, her brows frowned slightly, she stood up, and slowly put on the mask, covering her cold face.

Then he turned and walked out, his wide sleeves flicked slightly, and the moment he opened the door, a white light fell on the table full of tablets, illuminating the three words Yu Wuhen.

After Yu Wuhen walked out the door, he hurried to the front yard with the housekeeper.

Entering a luxurious meeting room, I saw a man kneeling on the ground in a black shirt with a red belt, his head deeply lowered and his face could not be seen clearly.

Unmoved, Yu Wuhen walked straight to the top, flirted with his clothes, and sat down.

"Fort... fort lord, you order Xiao... for the goods sent to Zhao's house in the city of Montenegro to be... was washed away by... by the flood... on the way, please forgive the fort... Life, small...little is willing to do it for a lifetime...being a cow and a horse to compensate for the loss of the fortress." The young man kneeling on the ground was shaking with fright, knocking his head begging for mercy.

Yu Wuhen squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes gradually sharpened like a blade, and his addictive voice slowly sounded: "Tell the lord of the castle, how many goods and manpower have been lost this time?"

Li Biao's face was already pale with fright. He raised his ordinary face with a pointed mouth and high nose, and glanced at'Jade Wuxia', only to feel that his whole body became more panicked. Then he lowered his head and said with a trembling voice: Lord, cargo...The cargo lost...nearly half of it, until...As for the manpower, 17 people were pushed away by the flood. Until...their lives and deaths are unknown."

Yu Wuhen's thin lips were pressed tightly, and he clenched his slender and tough hands like bamboo knots. After a while, he said coldly: "Li Battou, what else do you have to say before you die?"

Li Biaotou was so scared, he quickly begged for mercy: "Jade...Jade Castle Lord, I really don't know what's going on, Ben... the river surface was calm and quiet, but... but just walked there. But in the middle of the river... but suddenly it rushed down from the upper reaches of the monstrous flood, just in the blink of an eye, the boats in the river... the boats were all washed down by the flood, the fort... the lord of the fort, the small house has There are children in the old age, and it’s really impossible to die, please... I beg the lord of the castle to spare the child’s life, please."

Li Biao's head knocked his head desperately.