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Chapter 1301

Yu Qian pulled Yan Zheng away and tried to persuade her: "Miss Yan is dead. My young master is more sad than anyone else."

Yes, Zheng Ling left, as if he took Yu Chengqian's soul with him.

Yu Chengqian is truly more sorrowful than heartbroken!

Yu Sheng did not expect that he would be self-defeating. He originally thought that after Zheng Ling and Cheng Qian cooked the rice, Zheng Ling would compromise and stay with Yu Cheng Qian willingly.

But she was so stubborn in her determination to live in peace rather than in ruins.

Zheng Ling's character is very similar to Yu Chengqian's mother.

Yu Sheng was irritable and came to the Buddhist hall depressed.

His first wife, Sai Binghua, was wearing a khaki nun's uniform, sitting cross-legged on the futon, knocking on the wooden fish devoutly with her eyes closed.

Yu Sheng said angrily, "Are you retaliating against me? I know that in my heart, your position is untouchable by other women. I also know that I only recognize Cheng Qian as my son. If you agree to let him become a monk, aren't you letting me

Cut off your descendants?"

Mrs. Yu smiled coldly again. "Yu Sheng, go tell your sweet words to your Rou'er. We monks will only feel sick when we hear these lies."

Rou'er is also Yu Sheng's wife, and she and Sai Binghua are equals.

Yu Sheng walked over and sat down opposite her. He looked at his wife gloomily.

Her stoic look suddenly ignited the anger in his heart. He said harshly and sarcastically: "Stop knocking. Apart from knocking on this useless thing all day long, my son doesn't care. Now he threatens me at every turn.

I learned it from you."

Before the sound of the wooden fish stopped, Mrs. Yu's voice sounded in a neither arrogant nor humble voice, "You have so many sons, why don't you send him to carry on the family line for you. Just be merciful and let my son go. If he sees through the world of mortals and wants to become a monk, you can

Fulfill him."

"Yu Sheng, the resentment in my heart will never go away in this life. I will never be able to forgive you for your betrayal of me, let alone her, the mistress that everyone has criticized."

Yu Sheng was very angry, "Sai Binghua, don't be rude to Rou'er."

Mrs. Yu glared at him angrily, "If you are such a precious girl, just go to her place. What are you doing here with me?"

"I knew you were still angry at me for marrying Rou'er, right? You burned down my and Rou'er's bridal chamber. I didn't even blame you. In turn, you were angry with me. Decades have passed.

, should you let go of the anger in your heart?"

When the name "Rou'er" was mentioned, the sound of wooden fish suddenly stopped.

Mrs. Yu slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were gleaming with a hint of aggression.

Village 48, woodshed.

Lord Zhan Han has not eaten for a whole day and night. His charming eyes, which were shining brightly, looked a little listless at the moment.

The old man came to the woodshed carrying delicious food. When he saw Jue Zhan Han lying leaning beside the pile of dry wood, he immediately smiled with great pride.

"Incomprehensible."

Yu Sheng finished speaking angrily and left angrily.

Mrs. Yu looked at the wooden fish that was polished as smooth as a mirror and felt sad.

Zhan Hanjue looked at the old man who had no intention of repenting, and shook his head helplessly: "Old man, hell can't accommodate people in the last days. I'm afraid that in your reincarnation, you will suffer the pain of being separated from your loved ones and turning against each other."

Just like him and him.

Mr. Yu laughed wildly: "Retribution? Haha, the bad things I have done are too numerous to describe. Sooner or later, I will go to the eighteenth level of hell. There is no nineteenth level of hell in heaven, and if I kill one more of you, it won't be much."

"You brat, are you hungry?"

Zhan Hanjue looked at the old man narrowly and said, "Aren't you afraid of retribution one day if you abuse me like this?"

The old man was slightly stunned, and his eyes suddenly became a little wandering.

He suddenly thought of his daughter, Qianqian, who died young.


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