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Chapter 440: Youmei

She screamed when she was hurt by the fall, but what was even more troublesome was that the pill she was holding in her hand was really smashed to pieces.

The most terrifying situation also occurred. All the elixirs contained in the broken porcelain bottle rolled out. Two outer disciples who were cleaning happened to come out. Without even seeing it, they stepped on the elixirs.

Go up and trample them to pieces.

This is terrible.

As expected, Yan Yu'er screamed loudly, crying and crying: "Junior sister, that's all if you don't apologize, why are you pushing me!"

"I didn't see you pushing Senior Ruyi, I only saw you being reckless. Who taught you to touch and tease people so casually?"

A clear girl's voice also appeared at the door of the hall.

It's Feng Ling'er.

As the saying goes, three women perform a drama, and I don’t know how this farce will end.

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Head Yunhe didn't know yet what happened at the door of her main hall. She was in a hurry to go to Si Mingjing's mansion.

Si Mingjing was sitting in the main hall drinking tea with an expressionless expression on his face. The maid he had checked into the room was kneeling at her feet and hammering his legs for him. The two of them were incompatible with everything around them, as if nothing had happened.

If Shi Yingxue were here, she would be able to recognize the maid who beat her legs as the concubine in Gong Tingyu's backyard. She was the maid who greeted her in the yard before her wedding that day. She was also the maid she judged to be Si Mingjing's confidant in the past.

maid.

The two of them were really leisurely, one was drinking tea and the other was beating her legs, loving each other. I was as unmoving as a mountain, and the maids on the left and right were all in a mess, running back and forth on the other side, and the air was full of

It's the cloying smell of blood.

There were maids walking around, holding bloody silk handkerchiefs in the water basin, and a little girl making medicine was running around.

Yun He knew that when a pregnant woman bleeds so heavily, even if the gods were alive, the child in her belly would not be safe.

"Si Mingjing, what's going on!"

As a female cultivator, it is probably difficult not to be moved by such a scene.

"I originally said that my family is not lucky enough to have children, so I asked her to let go of the piece of meat in Yue's belly when she was still young, so as to save her from stillbirth when she is older and difficult to handle.

But she refused and insisted on giving birth.

She was able to survive until now because of the great love of the head of the family, but this child was destined to have no fate with our family. When it was full term, I told her to have a good rest, but she said that the baby's fetal position was not correct, and she had to go to the outer courtyard for a walk to correct the fetal position.

A little puppy collided and inflated the fetus, how can you blame me?"

When Si Mingjing said this, the look on his face was as cold as his eyes.

Yunhe knew about this.

Si Mingjing's mother had no heirs at the time and was quarreling with her biological father. However, after becoming a Taoist couple, she gave birth to a baby boy in less than a month.

Both parties refused to admit it, and in the end it was Si Mingjing's grandmother. The old patriarch of the Siyun clan couldn't stand the rumors from the outside world, so he spoke out and took him back to the Si family.

But his situation did not improve at all because he returned to the Siyun clan.

If his parents had not reconciled, he would have been the upright eldest son of the Siyun clan, the legitimate heir, and the baby boy that the Siyun clan wished for. But now, there was unknown blood flowing in his body.

The bastard label of "unknown father" has been affixed.

So he was despised by everyone.

He has been bullied by his brothers and sisters since he was a child, and his life was worse than that of a dog. Who knew he had such a heart hidden under his skin? The bullied little boy eventually grew up, and he killed the old patriarch.

The power is in your hands.

Everyone in the Siyun clan knew that he killed the old clan leader, but no one had any evidence.

He turned the entire Siyun clan into a mess, and in the end he didn't want to inherit it at all, so he came to Yunlang Road alone.

Perhaps for him, children are not a source of happiness, but a source of painful memories.

"Who knows if she is your child? You pity her for being young and not staying with the main wife a few times. You think so?"

The concubine lowered her head and smiled as brightly as a flower. She looked very gentle, but her words were not polite at all, but rather harsh.

Si Mingjing smiled, neither affirming nor denying.

Yun He's heart felt cold when he saw it. There were very few people in the world of cultivation who spoiled their concubines and killed their wives. Is Si Mingjing going to set a precedent and blacken Yun Langdao's reputation again?

No matter how painful it is, these are his wife and children, how could Si Mingjing do this?

"What is your identity? Do you have a role to speak here?" Yun He's eyes fell on the concubine, as if she were real.

The concubine felt a little scared, but at this time she couldn't help but be weak and leaned closer to Si Mingjing.

She knew that Yunhe was really angry, so she had to rely on her supporters.

Unexpectedly, Si Mingjing suddenly stood up, held the tea in his hand and walked aside. The concubine then leaned against the chair and bumped her head against the chair.

Si Mingjing obviously didn't care about her.

"Did you raise that evil beast?"

At this time, the concubine was too afraid to make a mistake, and begged for mercy with tears streaming down her face: "Master, it's me... I was wrong! Husband, husband!"

She looked at Si Mingjing with tears in her eyes, hoping that her former lover would save her, but she did not expect that Si Mingjing would not even look at her, with a cold look on his face.

Yunhe gently hooked his hands to the two children behind him. Without saying anything, the two children sealed her mouth and pulled her down.

"Husband! Husband! This is me and you...me and your child...even if you don't want me, you can't...you can't have the child...

.The child can still be saved...save...ahem...save the child, husband, husband..."

There was a stronger smell of blood coming from the bedroom, followed by Gong Tingyu's weak but heart-wrenching shouts.

Yun He took two steps forward and stared at him closely: "Si Mingjing, do you still have your heart?"

"I don't." Si Mingjing answered quickly. "What do you want to do?"

He neatly drank the tea in his hand, let go of his hand perversely, and dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

"Si Mingjing, don't forget how you came here. If you still want to stay in Yunlang Road for one more day, please go in and take a good look at your wife. If anything goes wrong..."

Before Yun He finished speaking, he heard Si Mingjing smile slightly: "Master, it's too late."

Extremely noisy cries came from the bedroom, and in the end Yunhe only heard one sentence: "Mrs. Si is bleeding profusely and is dead!"

Like a bolt from the blue.

When she first got married, she had beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes.

There are plum blossoms, but they are actually seven. Please pray to me, a common man, that they will be auspicious.

There are plum blossoms, but they are actually three. I beg you, a common man, to come back to where they are today.

There are plum blossoms in a basket. Ask me, a common man, to tell them about them.

The plum finally fell.


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