Reborn to marry a deceitful prince, cultivating immortals and slashing gods

Chapter 39 The Land of Sighs
"Look at Ben Khan, this woman's belly should be about the same as the general's wife, and it must be seven or eight months old. If I kill her next, do you think her husband will eat you alive?"

"No! Khan, General, please, don't hurt my wife. No."

"The time is up, kill."

Liao Dan soldiers roughly separated the couple, kicked away the man who was holding his leg, then pulled the pregnant woman's hair, dragged her swollen belly to the ground and threw it in front of Lu Wenyong.

The young husband scrambled out of the crowd, shouting heart-piercingly through the soldiers' knives:

"Please, Lord Khan, General! Kill me, take my life to kill my wife!"

"It's useless for you to beg me," King Liao Dan whispered like a ghost, "Your life and death are all in the hands of General Lu alone, so hurry up and beg him."

"General, General, please promise him! Don't kill him"

With the words choked on his lips, the man watched his wife lying in a pool of blood, feeling desperate, and looked at the two people who were in a stalemate in the distance with eyes full of resentment.

"Well, since I'm giving you one for nothing, then extend the time for half a stick of incense. Since you're going to rule Pingzhou in the future, you should let the common people know that Ben Khan is not unreasonable."

"Even if it's not for my wife, I, Lu Wenyong, will never surrender!"

He didn't dare to look at the desperate eyes of those people anymore, and clenched his fists, as if trying to convince himself.

"Does Khan really think that everyone in the world just wants to survive and abandon the roots of the nation?"

King Liao Dan clapped his hands and laughed loudly when he heard the stupid words ignorant of the facts, "The general is very ambitious, but—even if the general is not afraid of life and death, it is difficult for the general to be in a high position, just because of this so-called root, he will not be afraid of death." Do you care about the life and death of the people?"

"Oh, the time has come—since the general is still going his own way, let's go ahead."

For a time, mourning was everywhere, and the road was full of corpses.

Even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

After an unknown amount of time, Princess Liao Dan brought a doctor who accompanied the army into the door, with a half-smile.

"Miss Chu, what a pity, it looks like I have to say goodbye to the girl today."

Princess Liao Dan handed over a white silk and said with a smile, "I heard from the soldiers that the general even offered to exchange his death for the safety of the people of Pingzhou. He is really a selfless person who sacrifices his life for righteousness."

"Of course, he won't die, it's you who should die now."

As soon as the words were finished, a group of guards filed in from outside the house and surrounded her. The small room was filled with the blood stained on their bodies, and they lingered for a long time.

"Chu Yuelian, your life is really as miserable as your name." The princess sighed pretendingly, "I was afraid that you held a grudge, and I didn't want you to know it, but I shouldn't hide it from you. "

She thought for a while and said, "You know, my father didn't even force him. The general agreed to surrender after not thinking for a moment, and he agreed to marry me to show his sincerity."

"Although he married me for profit, Miss Chu, in his eyes, your life is nothing compared to him."

Princess Liao Dan stuffed the white silk into her arms, and took a look at her stomach.

"A poor fellow too—you choose."

"I do not believe!"

She threw back the ball of white cloth, her almond eyes were full of disbelief.

"You just want to trick me into committing suicide. Don't think I don't know what you're planning."

"Hahaha" Princess Liao Dan looked at her as if she was looking at a dying person, "I want to kill you, so why lie to you."

She sneered, and threw Bai Ling aside casually, "Since Miss Chu refuses, then use some other means."

"Princess, she still has the child of the Central Plains General in her womb."

someone reminded.

Princess Liao Dan thought for a while, and said calmly: "Then go to the mother and keep the child."

Two magpies flew by outside the window, and she realized that it was already spring.

The body was cut and torn apart by the sharp blade.

She opened her eyes with all her strength, trying to reach the light in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, he fell into darkness.

In the distance, there are bursts of singing.

It was the triumphant sound of returning from a great victory.

It seemed to hear the weak cry of a child and a kitten.

"Husband is back! It's so late, I punish you not to have a bridal chamber tonight."

She feigned anger.

"It's my fault, I'm late."

He leaned over and lifted her into the air, and whispered into her ear.

Feeling the warm air around her neck, she was a little ashamed and beat his chest lightly and hard.

The smile on the man's lips became more obvious, he grabbed her hand and stroked it.

"Husband!"

She stretched out her arms and hugged the man tightly, and softened her voice in surprise.

There was no response, the man in white who hugged her for a long time gave a low laugh and said softly:
"I'm not your husband."

Ok?
Her eyes were heavy, she opened them with difficulty, and what was reflected in those black and white almond eyes was a completely unfamiliar face.

Fengshen is handsome, with gentle features, and there is a bit of femininity in the contours of the face. A pair of blue eyes under the black forehead ring are staring at her with a bit of evil intent.

I don't know why, but this handsome and gentle man in front of me makes people feel unspeakable fear.

Dragging the pain in her abdomen, she struggled to get off the bed and rushed out the door.

But that door seemed to have some invisible barrier, it blocked her back heavily and fell to the ground.

She didn't give up, she repeated it over and over again, and it was still the same.

The man stood aside and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

She fell to the ground limply, her voice trembling.

"How pitiful."

The man squatted down and caressed her face with his slender hands.

"Stay here and never go, okay?"

His voice seemed to be drugged, like a demon.

In that bottomless gaze, as if she suddenly remembered something, she raised her hand to touch her stomach, which was flat, and only the faint pain could evoke her nightmare.

In the true sense of the liver and intestines, it turned out to be like this.

Someone threw a piece of white silk on her body that she wanted to hang herself, and her dissected abdomen was hastily sewn up.

When she opened her eyes, she thought she was going to die, but she still saw the moonlight that night.

This is a mass grave, piled up with carrion corpses and maggots, the disgusting smell made her vomit several times.

The wound became inflamed quickly, and with some rotting flesh that had not been cleaned, he gritted his teeth and dragged his legs out from under the pile of dead people.

It rained heavily.

She lay on top of countless corpses with relief, spreading her arms, as if the unexpected rainstorm could wash away the dirt on her body.

The blood from the wound on her lower abdomen was still oozing out, she closed her eyes, her forehead was hot.

In a trance, someone reached out to her neck veins.She subconsciously turned her head to avoid it, but that made the man a little bit dissatisfied.

"It's really disobedient."

"But no one has ever dared not to listen to me."

(End of this chapter)