The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 435: Remember to Pay Me Back in the Next Life

In the imperial city, there were turbulent clouds and dark tides, but these wind and rain did not affect the small courtyard where the coffin was parked.

On the day of the funeral, all the people who carried the coffin and sent the spirit were Yan Chen's subordinates, and only Yan Chen was the one who helped the spirit.

Ye Shaoyang and the others were trapped and couldn't come at all, but Yan Chen didn't care and didn't want to rescue them.

As dawn breaks, the dead are on their way.

The red-lacquered golden coffin walked on the avenue, and because it was still early, not many people saw it.

It's not a good thing to encounter a funeral early in the morning. Many people can't avoid it. There are those who are very curious and dare to take a look, but when they see the red lacquer coffin, they are scared back and forth.

It is not uncommon for people to use red lacquer coffins for burials, but most of those people have strange lives, and most of them die violently. The red lacquer is to turn evil spirits away.

I understand the reason, and I can't help but feel weird and evil when I look at it. No matter how brave I am, I can't help but be afraid. Especially this funeral procession, everyone has a back, and it looks like they have kung fu. A group of people with high martial arts carry the coffin. There is not a single female relative, and the person who helps the spirit actually wears a red dress, which makes people shudder even more.

Although the funeral procession walked very fast and left the line of sight within a few breaths, the scene was truly horrifying. Looking at the money left on the ground, I couldn't bear it any longer and ran away.

These Yan Chen obviously didn't notice. He caressed the red coffin that looked very strange in the eyes of others. He was gentle and reluctant to let go. It contained the person he loved the most.

The funeral procession came to a hillside. It was the back hill of the yard where Yan Chen brought Ye Wanwan. Right now, the flowers were blooming everywhere and the trees were shady. The tomb was chosen among the flowers. What Wan planted, if he couldn't live here, he would die.

The newly dug tomb, the soil is fresh in color, the entire tomb is built with stones, the tomb door is wide, the coffin can be easily carried in, there is a high tomb platform inside, the red hall is placed in it, and it will not be contaminated with soil. .

After the coffin was placed, everyone retreated, only Yan Chen stayed there, and opened the lid for the last time.

"Da da da" The weak but clear voice was Yan Chen's tears falling on the coffin.

From Ye Wanwan's death to today's burial, he cried for the first time.

Ye Wanwan felt the reluctance, heartbreak, and grief as if her soul was torn apart.

She was even afraid that Yan Chen would plunge in and be buried here with her.

"Ma'am." The hoarse and tearing voice seemed to be broken and stuck with blood. It was hard to hear, but it was endlessly gentle.

"Miss."

"Wanwan, lady"

Shouting loudly and lingering loudly, that is his reluctance to part.

He leaned over into the coffin and took Ye Wanwan into his arms for the last time: "Miss, you haven't called me husband yet, you owe me, remember to pay me back in the next life."

Ye Wanwan felt the pitiful roar from his soul, and she replied, "Okay."

Yan Chen's body froze, and he suddenly looked at Ye Wanwan's face, without the slightest anger, but he seemed to have heard the sound, and he was instantly ecstatic and trembling with excitement.

"You agreed." Knowing that it might be just an illusion and an illusion, but he was willing to take it seriously: "I heard it, you agreed, you can't break your word, wait for me to come to you."

Yan Chen lowered his head and kissed Ye Wanwan's lips, icy cold, but he was full of devotion.

Arranged her appearance for Ye Wanwan, gave her one last look, and closed the lid of the coffin.

This cover. The real heaven and man are separated forever, the end of this life.

Yan Chen walked out of the tomb by himself, but he almost fell after walking out, but fortunately, Mu Feng quickly supported him.

Heavy stones were brought over and stacked at the position of the tomb door. In less than an hour, the tomb door was completely sealed and isolated from the world.

The text on the tombstone has been newly chiseled, and the strokes are very clear.

The tomb of my wife, Yan's Ye Wanwan---husband. Yan Shen. Li.

Yan Chen looked at the tombstone with nostalgia, and Ye Wanwan could also see that she had died twice, and even this was a comparison.

Compared to the 'spiritual position of the imperial concubine Ye Wanwan', which sounded extremely noble, 'the tomb of my wife Yan's Ye Wanwan' was obviously more appealing to her. At this moment, she even had the idea of ​​dying without regrets.

When she came back from the rebirth, she wanted to change her destiny. Although she still died in the end, from the beginning to the end, everything changed.

She retaliated against Zhao Yi, Leng Yunqing and Leng Yunfang, all the concubines in the harem were trampled under her feet, Ye Zhaoru and the Empress Dowager couldn't be better, even in the final death, she paid off the blood of the Ye family. In the end, she was buried as Yan Chen's wife.

Although there are still unwillingness, such as not being able to marry him, not having a child for him, not being able to live a good life with him, but there are always shortcomings in life, she is an evil ghost, and it is already God’s mercy to have this life. Too much greed.

In the next life. In the next life, she doesn't want glory, wealth, or such a beautiful face, just be an ordinary woman, love him forever, and give him everything he wants.

Yan Chen buried Ye Wanwan and immediately went to Ye's house.

Ye Zhaoru was lying on the bed with his hands and feet abolished by Ye Shaoyang, and he was taken care of.

But he obviously didn't admit the punishment. It was not wrong for him to kill Ye Wanwan, the disobedient girl, but Ye Shaoyang treated him like this.

Lying on the bed and unable to move, then scolding, and scolding any ugly and vicious words, but after so many days, I was tired of scolding, and the whole person lost a lot of weight, and he looked like he was about to die.

Hearing a footstep approaching, he closed his eyes and ignored it, and noticed that someone was walking to the bedside, but the person didn't speak for a long time, he couldn't help but open his eyes to look, but was shocked at a glance.

"It's you!"

The person who came was naturally Yan Chen. He was standing in front of the bed with a dagger in his hand, as if he was looking at where to kill him.

He is not afraid of others, even if Ye Shaoyang, a rebel, cuts off his meridians, he is only angry and hateful, but Yan Chen is different, he really dares to kill him.

"You, you, you can't kill me, I'm her biological father."

He was obviously the one who killed his daughter, and now he was retaliated against, but he tried to let others see his daughter's face and let him go. This ugly face is simply disgusting.

"You shouldn't touch her, not even a hair should hurt her, but you killed her."

"I don't." Ye Zhaoru opened his mouth to explain, but Yan Chen threw a medicine into his mouth and forced him to take it.

A pungent sting entered his throat, the throat stinging like a needle, and the pain caused him to curl up in an instant.

The pain was unbearable, but he couldn't even scream.

"take away."

A voice appeared silently, directly carrying Ye Zhaoru and leaving.

(End of this chapter)