Chapter 1627 The husband dies and the wife dies (2)
"Ye'er can be regarded as my disciple. Since he likes me, I can't say anything."
Ji Xiuling's expression softened a little.
Yun Luo listened to Master Yu's tone, and for some reason, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lord Yu raised his hand and pointed towards Yun Qing Yue.
In an instant, a blue light flew away like lightning.
Before Yun Qingyue had time to react, her eyebrows were instantly penetrated, the painful expression on her face froze, and she fell to the ground.
This scene happened silently, and no one was prepared.
It wasn't until Yun Qingyue's body fell to the ground with a dull sound that everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.
She died like this?
Yun Qingyue... died like that?!
Yun Luo suddenly felt ridiculous.
When Ji Xiuling told Yun Qingyue's time of dedication, Yun Luo's heart boiled with anger, and he was filled with strong murderous intent towards Yun Qingyue.
What Yun Luo hated most was that someone was plotting against her child. Yun Qingyue stepped on her bottom line again and again, which made Yun Luo intolerable, but she never had the chance to take action.
But she never expected that Yun Qingyue, who once made her gnash her teeth with hatred, would die so easily and simply...
Lord Yu just raised his finger, and she died immediately.
I didn’t even have time to say a word of begging for mercy.
Things happened so fast that people were caught off guard.
Yun Luo suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Yun Qingyue lying on the ground, her eyes wide open, a stream of blood flowing from her eyebrows, staining her face red.
At that moment, many memories came flooding back.
There is a scene of someone who once belonged to the original owner being bullied by Yun Qingyue in the backyard of Yun Mansion...
On the wedding night, Yun Qingyue held the dagger high with a fierce and proud face...
Reunited five years later, Yun Qingyue's jealousy, resentment, fear, pride, arrogance...
Various scenes flashed by.
Then, like a thunderbolt, it struck down.
All the images in her memory shattered instantly and turned into her dead body lying on the ground.
As the saying goes, debts disappear after death.
Yun Qingyue's life can be considered hateful and pathetic.
She died so humbly, like an ant being casually crushed to death. The people around her looked on with cold eyes, without any feeling of heartache or pity. Even her father Yun Changmao, who had always loved her, was confused at this moment and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't even raise his head.
Take a look.
"Uncle Master, what are you doing?"
After a brief silence, Ji Xiuling spoke in confusion.
She frowned, glanced at Yun Qingyue's body with disgust, and then turned to look at Lord Yu. There was no blame or anger on her face, but some confusion.
Even if Yun Qingyue is the wife of her son Ming Media, in her eyes, she is no different from an ant on the ground.
If Yun Qingyue hadn't been quick to give her advice, she would have died in the bloodbath of the East Palace as early as the day the prince "suddenly fell ill", just like the concubines, maids, and eunuchs who were slaughtered.
Lord Yu retracted his hand calmly and said in a calm voice: "Isn't she Ye'er's wife? Now that Ye'er is like this, what is she still doing?"
"You mean..."
"According to the rules of Chongyun Sect, once the marriage contract has been made, we will live and die together. The husband dies and the wife dies."
Lord Yu glanced at Ji Xiuling indifferently, and asked in a displeased tone, "You have been married for so many years, and you have even forgotten this rule?"