Li Yuan'er broke their bones one by one and buried them separately under the locust trees in the front and back yards.
Even if they die, they will never be together!
She killed Liu Ruyan in front of Meng Jingchun.
When the dagger stabbed into Liu Ruyan's heart, her hands shook violently. It turned out that killing was so easy.
Even easier than embroidery.
"Ayuan...Ayuan, I beg you...let Ruyan go..."
Meng Jingchun's face was covered with tears and snot...
The old locust tree in the backyard was in bloom, so I asked my servants to bury Liu Ruyan's bones under the tree.
At that time, the white catkins of the locust flowers fell down, as if they were mourning for Liu Ruyan...
Meng Jingchun was tied to the corridor pillar, with a look of despair on his face, and could only breathe hoarsely.
Li Yuan'er asked the cook to make ginseng soup and fed it to him spoonful by spoonful.
He couldn't die too easily.
"Meng Lang, do you know?"
Li Yuan'er scooped up a spoonful of ginseng soup, blew on it, and spoke softly:
"Before Liu Ruyan died, she begged me to let Meng Lang go."
Meng Jingchun's expression finally changed and his eyeballs moved.
"I promised her!"
Li Yuan'er suddenly poured the smoking ginseng soup on his crotch and listened to his heart-wrenching screams.
She laughed heartily.
Finally, Meng Jingchun's bones were smashed and buried under the crooked tree in the front yard...
I don't know how this matter got spread.
Soon, the county magistrate and his runners came to the door to see my father.
They went into the study together and talked for a cup of tea.
Every minute and every second was torture for Li Yuan'er.
She didn't know what was said in it, but she felt an inexplicable fear enveloping her.
Finally, the county magistrate left. Mr. Li had a gloomy face and gave an order.
The servants pounced on her like wolves and tigers. Before she could react, she was taken back to her boudoir.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Li Yuan'er looked at him with disbelief and horror on her face, tears streaming down her face.
"He was the one who betrayed my daughter. It was that shameless Liu Ruyan who seduced him to elope. How could my daughter be at fault?"
Mr. Li didn't even look at her, leaving behind a cold back, and said coldly:
"You've brought disgrace upon the family and disgraced the Li family. What else is there to say?"
Mr. Li flicked his sleeves and the butler handed him a white silk.
"No, Dad! I'm your daughter!"
Li Yuan'er struggled desperately, but the servants held her tightly, preventing her from moving...
*
There was a gleam of resentment in the ghost girl's eyes.
After she died, perhaps it was because she had too much resentment in her heart, or perhaps it was destined.
She turned into a ghost, wearing the red wedding dress she loved most in her life...
Li Yuan'er floated above the Li Mansion and watched her body being hastily wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave.
"Why..."
"Why do you always betray me..."
The night wind blew the paper money across the mass grave, and one by one it stuck to her body.
"ah...."
The shrill ghostly howls scared away all the crows in the mountain.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing in front of the gate of Li's Mansion.
She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, her hair was loose, and her fingernails had long turned into long blue-black nails.
The housekeeper was counting the items delivered from downstairs in the warehouse when he suddenly heard a baby crying from the room of the new lady.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw Sixth Aunt hanging from the beam, her stomach cut open, blood gushing out...
"Master, something's wrong, help..." The butler struggled and kicked his legs.
Mr. Li is also dead.
Mr. Li was embracing his newly bought singer while admiring the moon when he suddenly realized that the wine in the glass tasted wrong.
Looking down, this is not osmanthus wine, but a cup of thick blood...
Eyeballs appeared inside, staring at him intently.
"Yuan...Yuan'er?"
He collapsed on the ground, threw the wine glass far away, and stepped back.
The dancer's skin beside her began to peel off bit by bit, revealing Li Yuan'er's rotten face.
"father."
The rotten face grinned, revealing sharp white teeth.
"Daughter, I'm here to show my filial piety to you..."
The entire Li Mansion became a haunted house overnight.
She trapped everyone in the mansion.
Watching them kill each other in fear and despair, she felt an indescribable pleasure in her heart.
She conjured up one illusion after another, causing these people to suffer in the illusion...
After a thousand years, her revenge was finally achieved, but it also trapped her in this world. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get out...
Li Yuan'er finished her words. She didn't dare to look up, wondering how Jiang Muyao would torture her...
Jiang Muyao finally moved. She raised her hand and waved it, and the Warring States bronze mirror flew into the air.
Hanging above the ghost girl's head, the scenes of that year began to emerge in the mirror.
Li Yuan'er was holding up her blood-stained skirt and laughing wildly in the yard.
Tied to a pillar, Meng Jingchun wept tears of blood, his mouth stuffed with a piece of flesh cut from Liu Ruyan...
“That’s enough!”
Li Yuan'er was so angry that she wanted to knock down the bronze mirror with her hand. She never thought that Jiang Muyao could recreate the scene of that year.
Jiang Muyao's voice was as cold as ice: "Fulfillment? Are you worthy of mentioning these two words? You are really licking your big face..."
"You can't get out. It's obvious that your obsession has turned you into a demon, and the demon tree is using you as food..."
Li Yuan'er suddenly became quiet, lowered her head to look at her rotting body, and then looked at Jiang Muyao.
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