The female ghosts tasted endless pain and torture when they were in the Forget River. Because they wanted to continue to exist, they abandoned their reason and emotions. All the beautiful memories and commendable virtues disappeared in the Forget River, but even if they no longer remember anything, pain, resentment, despair... and other negative emotions will still follow you tightly and will not leave for a moment. They will even gradually become stronger as time goes by, and the pain will be so heartbroken that you wish you could even wipe your soul.

Many ghosts could not bear this pain, so they were eaten by other ghosts in the vast river. From then on, they could not be reborn, could not go ashore, and they could not find their obsessions and memories. From then on, they dissipated between heaven and earth, turning into the dark mud at the bottom of the river.

The pain during her lifetime will be played back, replayed, and then replayed again. So when the female ghost feels this pain, the memory of Wangchuanhe will follow. She has to endure this severe pain every day at the bottom of the river, never stopping or ending.

That's the pain of having a child.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt her legs spread apart, and there was something under her waist. She moaned. In fact, this was nothing compared to what she had suffered before, but when she was at the bottom of the river, she was not interested, but now she was interested.

Although it is someone else's heart.

But you will still feel the needle-like pain that rises from the bottom of your heart, accompanied by the severe pain of tearing, which gathers into a resentment, which radiates from your heart to your limbs and bones.

"Girl, use some more strength, girl, use some more strength! It's going to be done soon! It's going to be done soon! I've seen the young master's head! Hurry! Girl is trying hard! Think about the young master, think about the castle master, girl quickly! "Someone keeps urging in her ears, but the female ghost doesn't want to have a baby very much, but she hates this pain, so as Wen Po said, she keeps exerting force, and beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead. Before she has given birth, she hears someone outside shouting: "What's the matter with Liuzhu now? Let me go in and take a look!"

Then I heard someone persuading: "Master, Miss Liuzhu is giving birth, how can this man enter the delivery room? It's unlucky, unlucky!"

"Get out!"

As he spoke, there were figures swaying. While he was pushing, a tall man in black clothes rushed in hurriedly. He ran to the head of the bed several steps, held Liuzhu's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, saying, "Liuzhu, you are fine, you must be fine, I can't do without you, our child is about to be born, you, you must be fine!"

If she is gone, he will not want to live anymore.

Liuzhu felt pain all over her body, but she didn't want to talk to the man, she just wanted to slap him away. She didn't have the energy to speak at all now. Can this person shut up quickly and get out? But the man's strength was unexpectedly great, and she couldn't break free, so she could only glar at him - she felt that it was a glare, but it was a rare gentleness for the man.

He softened his eyes even more, and even kissed her jade-like forehead regardless of the sweat beads on her forehead, and then wiped the wrinkles between her eyebrows with his fingertips.

Liuzhu only felt that this person's eyes were so sincere and gentle, but she could not feel any turmoil. She had no time to deal with men because the pain of giving birth had taken away all her words.

I don’t know how long it took, but with the child’s cry, Liuzhu’s whole body became soft and he no longer had the strength. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up, her body had been wiped with clean and soft bedding under her. She tried to move and found that her hand was still being held. She turned her head and saw that the man before was staring at her softly: "Liuzhu, are you awake? I have someone cooked porridge for you, let's drink some first."

The maid next to him presented a tray, the man put the porridge bowl in his hand, blew the heat, and tried the temperature again, scooped a spoonful and sent it to the mouth of the runner beads.

Liuzhu turned his head and refused: "Go away."

The man seemed to be used to being rejected, but he was not angry at all, and still comforted him softly: "Liuzhu, don't be angry with me. Your health is important. Don't you want to see our child? I'm still waiting for you to give him a name."

As he said that, he signaled his servant to bring the child over.

Liuzhu looked at the little baby in the wet nurse's arms. He looked very small, his face was red, his eyes were not open, his skin was tender, and his mouth whispered from time to time, full of vitality.

But Liuzhu refused: "I don't want to see him."

A trace of sadness flashed in the man's eyes: "River beads..."

"I don't want to see you either, please leave." She closed her eyes, lay down again, and even turned her head to stop looking at him.

The man stood there, and even the servants beside him showed sympathy, but he did not lose his temper with Liuzhu, but whispered to Liuzhu: "Then I'll go out first and let Cui'er feed you porridge. No matter what, even if you hate me, you have to think about it. We are now husband and wife, and we even have sons, and there are no more overnight revenge."

Liuzhu lay there, her soul did not feel any sweetness, but tears slowly slid down in her eyes.

After the man left, Cui'er sat up with Liuzhu. Liuzhu was quietly drinking porridge under her feeding. Cui'er glanced at her and stopped talking until Liuzhu asked her, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

"Girl, the young master is born. You... should marry the lord of the fortress. No matter what, the young master of our Fujiabao must not be wrong."

Liuzhu said: "His father is Fu Dong, a big Shang who is in the world. Isn't that enough?"

"But..." Cui'er didn't dare to say anything, because she saw the long-lost coldness in Liuzhu's eyes, and she never even felt that the girl was so cold.

The girl is mysterious. No one knows who she is, where she comes from, and what kind of life experience she is. She only knows that the lord who goes out to do business suddenly brought her back one day. After that, she has never seen anyone with a arrogant personality who is so gentle and pity for whom she is so indulging in all kinds of ways. They can't understand the love, hate and hatred between the two, but they feel very distressed to the lord of their own. She almost racked her brains to please her for Miss Liuzhu. However, a year has passed, and Miss Liuzhu has given birth to the lord of the lord, but she still has no choice but to the lord of the lord.

There are many iceberg beauties in the world, but only Liuzhu is the only one who can make Fu Dong, the owner of the Fu family fortress, cherished so much. Cui'er followed her to serve her after Liuzhu arrived. Although this girl was not talkative, she never blamed her servants. After a long time, she dared to occasionally say something nice to the owner of the fortress in front of Liuzhu, but unfortunately the girl never appreciated it.

At that time, the castle master brought Liuzhu back and told them to call her girls, ladies, and ladies, and no one knows why.

Liuzhu lost her appetite after drinking two sips of porridge. She waved her hand and asked them to go down. She wanted to stay alone. Cui'er looked at her worriedly and said softly: "Girl, the lord of the fort has been standing in the yard. If you want to see him, just scream."

The only answer to her is always the silent back.

Cui'er exited the room, Fu Dong was standing in the corridor, tall and silent. His usual arrogant face was now dark. The wet nurse stood beside him with the child in her arms, but she didn't get the chance to go in.

Cui'er felt sad for the lord from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't know what to say. In the end, she could only comfort her pale and powerlessly: "Master, don't be anxious. The girl just didn't understand it for a while. Now that there is a young master, the lord will be able to get the best of his hardships sooner or later."

Fu Dong opened his mouth, but said nothing, signaling her to go down.

At this time, the young master suddenly burst into tears. The wet nurse quickly carried him down to feed him. After half an hour, she sent him to Fu Dong's hand. Fu Dong hugged him like this and waited at the door, but Liuzhu refused to see him.

Liuzhu had to go to confinement after giving birth. This month, she could not take a bath or wash her hair according to the rules. When she thought of her, her scalp became numb. But she vaguely remembered that she died tragically before she was induced to give birth before she even had time to do confinement, and she felt that this was nothing.

She looked in the mirror and knew what she looked like now. One thing in these three worlds is the same, that is beauty. Whether it is Xu Lianyi, flowers blooming, or Liuzhu, they are all born with stunning beauty and uniqueness. They each have their own advantages. It is hard to tell which one is more beautiful. Liuzhu likes beautiful appearance. Many times she can spend a long and boring day just by looking at her current face.

Fu Dong stood outside for a day and did not return to the room to rest until the evening. Although Liuzhu did not slander him and he also let her indulge her, he insisted on the matter of Yushui Joy, otherwise how did the young master get born?

But he didn't dare to go to bed. Liuzhu once refused to touch him. He could get her as he wished, which was a blessing given by God. Now that she gave birth to a son, he really had nothing to ask for. He just hoped that she would nod and marry him in the future. The couple had their sons, so that he could live a short life immediately and he would be happy.

Liuzhu was lying on the bed, Fu Dong was far away, and he slept outside, only through a screen. At night, he seemed to be able to hear her breathing. But he didn't dare to talk to her, nor did he dare to make a sound to disturb her, but just looked at his son in the cradle. The little guy was a little older, and whether it was Aiwu or something else, Fu Dong always felt that his son looked like Liuzhu.

The woman he loved the most, he got her, but lost her forever.

Sometimes he didn't know whether he was right or wrong in doing this. He did what he should do, but this was a kind of harm to Liuzhu and became a ditch that the two could not cross. Liuzhu used to smile innocently, and it was him who took away her smile and forced her to transform from a romantic girl into a woman, even his son was forced to give birth to him.

But how will all this help the final outcome?

Fu Dong thought, his heart was extremely sad. In just one year, his hair was growing on his head, as if he was much older.

Only when Liuzhu fell asleep and breathed calmly and regularly, he dared to slowly approach her, sit by the bed and stare, motionless, as if he could watch for the rest of his life.

She was still so young and beautiful, just because she became more charming and charming as a mother, but he was solidly old. Fu Dong stretched out his hand and tried to touch Liuzhu's face, but Liuzhu moved for a moment, and the seven-foot man was so scared that he immediately crawled down and pressed against the ground to avoid being discovered.

After a while, he dared to raise his head and slowly retreat behind the screen.

The next morning, Liuzhu woke up and saw the child lying beside him. He still didn't open his eyes, but it was pink and tender, and it was a little open. Liuzhu looked at him and remembered the child she had never had. At this time, there was movement around her. She sat up and saw Fu Dong appear in front of her with a smile.

I didn't look at it carefully yesterday, but today I found that the man looked about thirty years old, with his ink hair mixed with gray. If he hadn't had his young and handsome facial features, he would have really regarded him as an old man.

He smiled when he saw her, smiling gently while mixing with a hint of humility. He approached Liuzhu and asked carefully: "Are you better?"

Seeing Liuzhu ignored him, he continued to find the topic: "Look at our children, how beautiful he is."

Liuzhu stared at him for a few seconds and picked up the child. Fu Dong was very surprised, and anyone could feel the joy and joy he emitted from every pore. But the next second Liuzhu's action was to throw the child into the ground. If Fu Dong hadn't reacted very quickly, the little child might have been thrown to death. Since that was the case, the baby also burst into tears.

"It's so noisy, I don't want to see him." Liuzhu said coldly, and after seeing Fu Dong turn around stiffly, he said again, "Next time I'll just throw him to death."

Fu Dong's back was trembling, but in the end he said nothing and left.

On the third day, Liuzhu heard that Fu Dong had gone out again and could not come back within ten days or half a month. The wet nurse carried the child to her and told her that when the castle owner left, he asked the girl to name the young master, but he only dared to show the child to Liuzhu, but he did not dare to hug Liuzhu, for fear that Liuzhu would throw the child to death.

The wet nurse and others were there that day, and saw with their own eyes how ruthless Miss Liuzhu was to this child. When he thought of the tired look between the castle master's eyebrows, who had no idea. The housekeeper watched Fu Dong grow up. The family served the Fu family for generations and felt very distressed with Fu Dong, so he was very dissatisfied with Liuzhu.

But Fu Dong repeatedly said that whether he is there or not, Liuzhu's status is the same. The entire Fujiabao must obey her orders and no one can violate it.

Fu Dong is not here, and the entire Fujia Castle is the largest, but she never leaves the house, sees others, and rarely talks to others. Sometimes she sits alone for a day, dull and quiet, as if she has no soul.

Cui'er often worried about her, but it's useless to worry.

She also often wanted to comfort Liuzhu, hoping that Liuzhu would understand that the castle lord was infatuated. She really didn't understand why a beautiful couple, a man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match, could not be together forever? She made her like an enemy.

"Girl, the lord of the fort has been gone for almost a month. Are you not worried about him?"

When Fu Dong left, he said he would be back in half a month, but Liuzhu had finished his confinement period, but he still didn't return. Cui'er always wanted to prove that Liuzhu had feelings for the castle master, but every Liuzhu's response made her feel coldly.

"If you die outside, you will be clean and neat."

Cui'er clenched her fists: "Girl, Cui'er really doesn't understand! Why do you hate the lord so much? In the eyes of Cui'er and everyone in the lord, the lord treats you consistently and affectionately, why can't you be nice to the lord?"

Liuzhu was sitting in front of the window looking at the sun. When she heard Cui'er's words, she looked back at her with a smile, "Are you embracing your castle lord?"

"It's not just slaves, housekeepers, wet nurses, guards... Even the gardener and the servants think that you are too much girl! The master of the fort is very clear about your true feelings for you. How could you treat him like this? Seeing that the master of the fort was over the age of the year, he was covered in white hair. Do you really feel sorry for him!"

"I don't know what happened between you and the lord, but in my opinion, the lord is open-minded and polite, and has never done anything despicable. Why don't you know how to feel sorry for him?" Cui'er said, crying. She was only 16 years old this year. Before she was sixteen, she lived a nightmare life, coveting her stepfather and trying to sell herself to her brother's mother who went to school... In the cold winter, she had to carry buckets of clothes to the frozen river surface, find a way to knock on the ice surface and wash clothes. If something was wrong, she would be beaten, and she couldn't even have a meal a day.

When she was six years old, she accidentally fell into the river. The lord of the fort happened to save her. She asked her name and gave her parents some silver to buy her and took her to Fujia Castle. Although she was a slave, she was a hundred times happier than her life at home.

Cui'er felt that she could see clearly what kind of person the lord of the castle was over the years. So she just didn't understand why Miss Liuzhu treated the lord of the castle like this!

"If it were your fiancé, all your fiancé's parents were killed by him, would you like him?" Liuzhu asked.

Cui'er was stunned for a moment.

"I hate Fu Dong, so there is naturally my reason." Liuzhu lowered her head and said. "If I don't hate him, why would I live?"

Cui'er widened her eyes. Liuzhu raised her eyes, smiled at the corners of her mouth, but tears in her eyes. "Do you know how you see the fiance who grew up with her and her uncle and aunt who died in front of her? They are like my biological parents, even if there are 10,000, and they treat me very well." For Fu Dong, that is the person to be killed, but for her, it is a warm and happy home.

"That spring, at midnight, I hid in the closet and shivered. When Fu Dong opened the closet, I could only see the blood on his face and the knife. That scene was never forgotten in front of me."

Cui'er said in disbelief: "No, it's impossible... The lord of the castle would not kill people for no reason, no!"

Liuzhu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said lightly: "Yes, they are sinful and they should kill them. But to me, that is my parents and husband."

Liuzhu lost her parents since she was a child and grew up in her fiancé's family. Her fiancé's parents treated her as her own. They were about to get married, but at this time a Fu Dong appeared.

Liuzhu didn't know whether to hate Fu Dong who killed his relatives or to hate herself who had unintentionally helped Fu Dong.

On that spring day two years ago, she took her maid to the small hill outside the village to hop butterfly, chased a butterfly and got lost. Somehow she stepped on someone under her feet.

That person is Fu Dong.

He was unconscious and had black blood flowing in his wound, which was obviously poisoned. His fiancé was raising poisonous substances in the village and was doing a business with medicinal materials. He was afraid that the tramplings would be accidentally injured, so he brought her with antidote pills.

Liuzhu saved the person, scooped him water, and treated the wound.

She thought this was just a small episode, but she never expected that soon after, someone came to seek revenge and massacred the entire villa. She was hid in the closet by her fiancé and hid there.
To be continued...