Still obsessed with romance!
The man is not wrong; having multiple wives and concubines is his right. As a wife, she should be magnanimous and tolerant.
Jiang Shumiao couldn't help but roll her eyes again.
Her husband—no, it should be Guan Susu's husband, Meng Siyuan—was so frightened after her soul was extracted that he collapsed to the ground, watching helplessly as his vibrant wife turned into a pile of bones in an instant, and he immediately fainted.
The rabbit demon looked at her lover and couldn't help but shed tears.
"I cultivated for a thousand years before I could take human form, but the demon race has nowhere to live. A little demon like me can only hide in the deep mountains and forests. I have to evade the pursuit of cultivators on one hand, and the hunting of mortals on the other. I had no choice but to find someone to possess. She is already dead. I am just borrowing her body to live. Is that wrong? I helped her get what she couldn't get in her life. Isn't that good?"
Jiang Shumiao shook her head, "You had intercourse with someone, driven by passion, and demonic energy entered your body. Meng Siyuan is already terminally ill. But you have been using your demonic power to prolong his life. He looks fine, but in reality, his body is already weak inside."
"What?!"
Zhang Daowei patted Meng Siyuan's forehead. He had just woken up when he heard these words, and he was shocked and angry at the same time.
"You wicked woman, you actually tried to kill me?!"
Upon hearing the words "poisonous woman," the rabbit demon's expression froze, staring incredulously at her beloved.
“Meng Lang…”
"Shut up!"
Meng Siyuan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged, his eyes filled with disgust and hatred. "I was wondering why your temperament was so different from before. I thought you had really come to your senses, but I didn't expect you to be a monster. Are you in cahoots with Guan Susu? She hates that I ignored her, so she sent you to take my life?"
Fuqu Qianli and Zhang Daowei's faces both darkened.
Even the scumbag Wen Zhixuan couldn't help but turn cold.
He shamelessly favored his concubine over his wife, remained indifferent upon hearing of her murder, and even added charges against her after her death.
To act like this, one is worse than a demon.
Wen Zhixuan felt he had wronged Shen Qinghe, but they were equally bad, and he did not deny his own cold-heartedness and selfishness.
This Meng Siyuan... truly lives up to those four words.
They are worse than animals.
Seeing her once gentle and affectionate husband turn his back on her in an instant, the rabbit demon was shocked and tears streamed down her face.
"How could you say that to me? I've schemed and exhausted all my cultivation to grow old with you, how could you treat me like this?"
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