The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 1 Resentment
"woooooo"

"woooooo"

Who is crying?

Guikulanghao, really ugly!
Ye Wanwan slowly opened her eyes and found herself floating.
As far as the eye can see, the black and white mourning hall, with a brazier lit in front of it, is filled with paper money.

In front of them knelt a group of people wearing sackclothes and filial piety, all of them screaming dryly, while holding a handkerchief and wiping tears that did not exist at all, crying so far-fetched.

There was a huge coffin under her feet. She walked forward and saw the tablet placed in front of the spirit. She wrote: The spirit of the imperial concubine Ye Shiwanwan.

This mourning hall is hers.

Yes, she is dead.

At that time, she was absent-minded, and only remembered being pulled by the person next to her, and then an arrow pierced her heart, blood splashed on her face, followed by severe pain, and then lost consciousness.

And the person beside her at that time was Emperor Yang Zhao Yi! !

She clearly felt that he was pulled over and blocked in front of her.

In an instant, a wave of anger and resentment rose from my heart, unstoppable, Zhao Yi!He even used her as a shield.

Why did she end up dying at his hands?It's like a joke to even save that scum after losing his life.

Ye Wanwan looked into the coffin, her eyes penetrated the coffin and saw herself lying there, wrapped all over her body, she couldn't see her original appearance, her clothes had been changed to a shroud with black gold thread, and the scars on her body had been covered, but that Only she knew how many scars the body covered under the clothes had.

The face under the golden mask, half of the face was destroyed, the knife was cut into the bone, ugly as a ghost; the hands and fingers were broken every inch, even if they were cured, they still had scary marks, like dead bones and branches.

The body was covered with welts, stab wounds, needle sticks, and burns.
She was already like a walking corpse, but in the end, she had to endure the arrow that pierced through the chest, blocking a fatal blow for Zhao Yi.

Why?What the hell did she do wrong, God wants to do this to her?

"what!"

She screamed, hysterical and resentful, but there was no sound.
The gloomy wind poured into the mourning hall, blowing the spirit flags flying, and the talisman paper around the coffin shook violently, and it was about to fall. Absolutely crying this time.

They all heard that this Concubine Ye had been abused inhumanly during her lifetime. She was pierced through the heart, and she was dead without resting her eyes. The appearance of her death was extremely tragic. I didn't dare to come out, and I even stopped thinking about competing for favor. If I wasn't forced to help, who would want to cry for this Concubine Ye?
What they didn't know was that Ye Wanwan was watching them right here, her eyes were blood red, and they were about to split. Bloody tears flowed from the corners of the eyes under the golden mask in the coffin.

Unwilling, resentment, resentment soaring!

The footsteps of a group of people came from outside, and two eunuchs hurriedly walked in with floating dust, and quickly swept the people kneeling on the ground to both sides, vacating the space in the middle.

A few plainly dressed but noble people walked together, headed by the man in his early thirties, stern and serious, dressed in a dragon robe, he was the Emperor Yang who pushed her out to block the arrow.

Ye Wanwan was instantly furious and flew towards him, but she couldn't move at all, as if she was bound tightly to the coffin.

Zhao Yi came in, took the lit incense and offered it.

Ye Wanwan reached out her hand and wanted to lift it off, she didn't want his pretense.

The next moment, something unexpected happened, and the fragrance was broken.

"Oh my god, why did the fragrance stop?"

"Haunted?"

A group of mourners were so frightened that they immediately shrank to the door, huddled together and shivered.

"Shut up, what the hell? Nonsense!" The old eunuch immediately lowered his face and scolded everyone, and then asked someone to give Zhao Yi some incense again.

Installed it again, this time it didn't break.

Ye Wanwan didn't want to let it go like this, but no matter how she waved her hand, the incense didn't stop, and everyone around was relieved.

Zhao Yi looked at the tablet and looked very emotional: "Wanwan, you sacrificed your life to save my life, you have done a great job, I am very grateful, no matter how many wrongs you have done in the past, from now on, I have prepared a place for you. Feng Shui treasure, after reincarnation, good life."

It's as if he wasn't the one who pulled people to block arrows.

The Empress Dowager Ye wiped her tears with a veil, and was moved: "Wanwan loves the emperor deeply, and she did something wrong for a while, she has already regretted it, but it's too late, but for Wanwan, in the end, she can do something for her. The death of the emperor is considered a proper death, and there is no regret!"

Prime Minister Ye next to him also echoed: "Wanwan saved the emperor, and saved the Jiangshan Sheji in the Liang Dynasty. The merits and demerits are equal, and the merits and virtues are complete, and the emperor has restored her honor. If she knows about the spring, she will definitely be grateful to the emperor. of."

gratitude?Grateful that he personally sent her to death?

Ye Wanwan didn't know why God tortured her like this, she was dead, why would she let her see the hypocritical faces of these people here!
Honest and disgusting!
What did she do wrong?What is she guilty of?

The death of the prince was obviously framed, and it was Zhao Yi who insisted on accusing her of the crime. This was his conspiracy at all.

And this truth, Zhao Yi knows, the queen mother knows it, and her own father also knows it.

They all know! !

But for the sake of power, for status, for the favor of the Ye family, for the sake of the king's checks and balances, they all pretended not to know, put the crime on her head and let her be tortured.

The pain was so painful and her heart was broken, even if she had a life left, she had become a ghost and a ghost, and all her thoughts were in despair.

Ye Wanwan laughed, she was extremely sad, and she laughed back in anger. How miserable is her life?

She was the niece that Empress Dowager Ye loved as her own daughter, and asked her to marry Emperor Yang as a concubine, so she was killed half of her life with a bowl of Juzi soup on the eve of the wedding.

She is the cousin of the new emperor Zhao Yi, and she is a noble concubine when she enters the palace, and she is unparalleled, so he gave her a cold reception for seven years, rewarded her with a conspiracy, and let her go to purgatory on earth alive.

She is the direct daughter of the Ye family of a famous family. She was born to be a noble and pampered. She has enjoyed this glory and wealth, so she must pay the corresponding price and sacrifice for the interests of the Ye family. Home brings glory.

Who cares if you are wronged or wronged?

Full of resentment and hatred, in their eyes, it turned out to be a perfect merit, and it turned out to be a death without regrets and a proper death?

roll!
Do you want to give this supreme merit to them?
Ye Wanwan desperately wanted to break free from the shackles, to break through, her hatred was strong, and her resentment was overwhelming.

She is not reconciled, she hates it so much! ! !
Even if the soul is scattered, she will drag this group of shameless and disgusting people to hell.
(End of this chapter)