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Qin Wuyan smelled the speech and smiled sarcastically: "in terms of identity, my identity is not much higher than Qinghuan.
If at the beginning, I also entered the Min house as a poor family, the saint should see me like a dog that can wag its tail? "
Min Huizhu coagulated Qin Wuyan fiercely: "you hate me so much, why don't you kill me directly?"
"If I don't kill you, I naturally have a reason not to kill you, but that reason has nothing to do with you." Qin Wuyan glanced at Min Huizhu: "today's min house can't compete with the priest's house. If you don't want to drag the whole min house to hell for burial, I'm up to you."
What else did min Huizhu want to say, but she trembled because she was too angry, and she could hardly lift it at one breath.
Qin Wuyan said coldly, "come and send the saint back to the saint's palace! The saint is not allowed to leave the saint's palace without the permission of this seat."
The guard came forward and dragged min Huizhu from the ground.
Min Huizhu struggled: "Qin Wuyan, why do you limit the whereabouts of this saint?"
"Just because the saint has an affair with a prostitute, has a secret knot in her womb, kills people at will, has a loss of virtue and bad conduct, this seat can not only limit your whereabouts, but also abolish your saint's position."
Min Huizhu was angry and incoherent: "you, you, you shameless!"
Qin Wuyan turned around and retorted: "no matter how shameless, it can't compare with your father and daughter in Min house... Want this seat to be your stepping stone, dream!"
Min Huizhu was dragged out of the bedroom by the guard. The woman's resentment echoed in Chuang Tzu: "Qin Wuyan, you can't die well. You won't come to any good end
None of the past high priests has a good end. Your end will only be worse than Zhuang huaisen
Zhuang huaisen's family is about to die, and you will end up alone in this life. Zhuang Xiaoyu knows what you've done, and it's impossible to forgive you in this life. Just wait for her to turn against you! "
......
The grudges, sentence by sentence, filled Qin's ears like magic sounds, echoed back and forth in Qin Wuyan's ears, cooling his heart.
He didn't know if he and Zhuang Xiaoyu would be cursed by previous high priests.
The killing was too heavy. He should have encountered a natural moat, although many things were not his intention.
Qin Wuyan raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. In a low voice, he said, "bury the child with Qinghuan, and then tell his wife that if she is willing to come, she will see the child for the last time."
Qin Wuyan returned to the hall dejectedly and waited for Zhuang Xiaoyu to come. With his understanding of Zhuang Xiaoyu, Zhuang Xiaoyu would come if he learned about the child's death.
Sure enough, Zhuang Xiaoyu soon drove her horse all night, opened the white cloth, saw the little body lying in the swaddling clothes, and her breathing was about to suffocate.
The blood on the body has been cleaned up, and the clothes have been changed. The child's lips are blue and purple, and there is a faint purple on his face. He closed his eyes forever.
This is min Huizhu's own flesh and blood. If the child is not born, she wants to kill it. It makes sense, but the child has been born, and the child is carved in the same mold as her. It will soon be full moon. How can she do it?
Seeing that she was sad, Qin Wuyan stood behind her, put his hands around her arms, and said with a soothing voice: "don't be too sad, we will have our own children.
Perhaps such an outcome is the child's life. "
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Qin Wuyan smelled the speech and smiled sarcastically: "in terms of identity, my identity is not much higher than Qinghuan.
If at the beginning, I also entered the Min house as a poor family, the saint should see me like a dog that can wag its tail? "
Min Huizhu coagulated Qin Wuyan fiercely: "you hate me so much, why don't you kill me directly?"
"If I don't kill you, I naturally have a reason not to kill you, but that reason has nothing to do with you." Qin Wuyan glanced at Min Huizhu: "today's min house can't compete with the priest's house. If you don't want to drag the whole min house to hell for burial, I'm up to you."
What else did min Huizhu want to say, but she trembled because she was too angry, and she could hardly lift it at one breath.
Qin Wuyan said coldly, "come and send the saint back to the saint's palace! The saint is not allowed to leave the saint's palace without the permission of this seat."
The guard came forward and dragged min Huizhu from the ground.
Min Huizhu struggled: "Qin Wuyan, why do you limit the whereabouts of this saint?"
"Just because the saint has an affair with a prostitute, has a secret knot in her womb, kills people at will, has a loss of virtue and bad conduct, this seat can not only limit your whereabouts, but also abolish your saint's position."
Min Huizhu was angry and incoherent: "you, you, you shameless!"
Qin Wuyan turned around and retorted: "no matter how shameless, it can't compare with your father and daughter in Min house... Want this seat to be your stepping stone, dream!"
Min Huizhu was dragged out of the bedroom by the guard. The woman's resentment echoed in Chuang Tzu: "Qin Wuyan, you can't die well. You won't come to any good end
None of the past high priests has a good end. Your end will only be worse than Zhuang huaisen
Zhuang huaisen's family is about to die, and you will end up alone in this life. Zhuang Xiaoyu knows what you've done, and it's impossible to forgive you in this life. Just wait for her to turn against you! "
......
The grudges, sentence by sentence, filled Qin's ears like magic sounds, echoed back and forth in Qin Wuyan's ears, cooling his heart.
He didn't know if he and Zhuang Xiaoyu would be cursed by previous high priests.
The killing was too heavy. He should have encountered a natural moat, although many things were not his intention.
Qin Wuyan raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. In a low voice, he said, "bury the child with Qinghuan, and then tell his wife that if she is willing to come, she will see the child for the last time."
Qin Wuyan returned to the hall dejectedly and waited for Zhuang Xiaoyu to come. With his understanding of Zhuang Xiaoyu, Zhuang Xiaoyu would come if he learned about the child's death.
Sure enough, Zhuang Xiaoyu soon drove her horse all night, opened the white cloth, saw the little body lying in the swaddling clothes, and her breathing was about to suffocate.
The blood on the body has been cleaned up, and the clothes have been changed. The child's lips are blue and purple, and there is a faint purple on his face. He closed his eyes forever.
This is min Huizhu's own flesh and blood. If the child is not born, she wants to kill it. It makes sense, but the child has been born, and the child is carved in the same mold as her. It will soon be full moon. How can she do it?
Seeing that she was sad, Qin Wuyan stood behind her, put his hands around her arms, and said with a soothing voice: "don't be too sad, we will have our own children.
Perhaps such an outcome is the child's life. "
Qin Wuyan smelled the speech and smiled sarcastically: "in terms of identity, my identity is not much higher than Qinghuan.If at the beginning, I also entered the Min house as a poor family, the saint should see me like a dog that can wag its tail? "Min Huizhu coagulated Qin Wuyan fiercely: "you hate me so much, why don't you kill me directly?""If I don't kill you, I naturally have a reason not to kill you, but that reason has nothing to do with you." Qin Wuyan glanced at Min Huizhu: "today's min house can't compete with the priest's house. If you don't want to drag the whole min house to hell for burial, I'm up to you."What else did min Huizhu want to say, but she trembled because she was too angry, and she could hardly lift it at one breath.Qin Wuyan said coldly, "come and send the saint back to the saint's palace! The saint is not allowed to leave the saint's palace without the permission of this seat."The guard came forward and dragged min Huizhu from the ground.Min Huizhu struggled: "Qin Wuyan, why do you limit the whereabouts of this saint?""Just because the saint has an affair with a prostitute, has a secret knot in her womb, kills people at will, has a loss of virtue and bad conduct, this seat can not only limit your whereabouts, but also abolish your saint's position."Min Huizhu was angry and incoherent: "you, you, you shameless!"Qin Wuyan turned around and retorted: "no matter how shameless, it can't compare with your father and daughter in Min house... Want this seat to be your stepping stone, dream!"Min Huizhu was dragged out of the bedroom by the guard. The woman's resentment echoed in Chuang Tzu: "Qin Wuyan, you can't die well. You won't come to any good endNone of the past high priests has a good end. Your end will only be worse than Zhuang huaisenZhuang huaisen's family is about to die, and you will end up alone in this life. Zhuang Xiaoyu knows what you've done, and it's impossible to forgive you in this life. Just wait for her to turn against you! "......The grudges, sentence by sentence, filled Qin's ears like magic sounds, echoed back and forth in Qin Wuyan's ears, cooling his heart.He didn't know if he and Zhuang Xiaoyu would be cursed by previous high priests.The killing was too heavy. He should have encountered a natural moat, although many things were not his intention.Qin Wuyan raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. In a low voice, he said, "bury the child with Qinghuan, and then tell his wife that if she is willing to come, she will see the child for the last time."Qin Wuyan returned to the hall dejectedly and waited for Zhuang Xiaoyu to come. With his understanding of Zhuang Xiaoyu, Zhuang Xiaoyu would come if he learned about the child's death.Sure enough, Zhuang Xiaoyu soon drove her horse all night, opened the white cloth, saw the little body lying in the swaddling clothes, and her breathing was about to suffocate.The blood on the body has been cleaned up, and the clothes have been changed. The child's lips are blue and purple, and there is a faint purple on his face. He closed his eyes forever.This is min Huizhu's own flesh and blood. If the child is not born, she wants to kill it. It makes sense, but the child has been born, and the child is carved in the same mold as her. It will soon be full moon. How can she do it?Seeing that she was sad, Qin Wuyan stood behind her, put his hands around her arms, and said with a soothing voice: "don't be too sad, we will have our own children.Perhaps such an outcome is the child's life. "
