Quickly travel through the white moonlight and go crazy

Chapter 1 A Good Wife Helps Me Qingyunzhi 1
In the dim room, the light on the red candle flickered, and the wax oil clung to the red candle and shed like tears of blood.

The woman in a bright red wedding dress lay weakly on the bed. Her long, fine silk-like hair spread like water on the bed. Her pointed face looked very thin, and her rouged red lips were slightly open. Her clear eyes were filled with sadness, and her long eyelashes were shaking uncontrollably.

A crystal tear slid down the corner of her eye and fell into the red quilt.

The man with a face as handsome as a crown jewel stood in front of the bed. He gently placed the rough ceramic cup on the table and looked at the woman on the bed guiltily.

"Qinggo, I'm sorry."

His hot fingertips picked away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, and his painful eyes fell on the woman's face, as if he had finally made up his mind.

He looked away from her, her tall red figure looking particularly cool in the candlelight.

Just for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the girl on the bed, and the sadness collapsed. Her dark jade-like eyes looked at the man with inquiry.

The man's body was surrounded by a rich purple aura, and there was even a little gold mixed in the purple aura.

Son of Heaven.

Shen Chen wanted to sit up, but found that his body was limp and his hands and feet couldn't use any strength.

Is this drugged?

She looked at the man with twinkling eyes that seemed to contain infinite affection, and her voice was as soft as the wind: "I have something to tell you."

Li Yanshu was stared at by her, and he was overwhelmed with guilt.

But he couldn't, couldn't let his mother die for her, couldn't give up his future for her.

He knelt down beside the bed and took Shen Chen into his arms.

Douda's hot tears fell on Shen Chen's shoulders, and the man was still choking in her ear: "Qing Niang, I can't help you, but my mother is forcing me to die, and I can't do anything about it. We have a deep love for you. ,not fated."

I don't know if these words were meant to comfort Shen Chen, or to comfort his hypocritical remaining conscience.

The girl who was tightly held in his arms tilted her head, her affectionate eyes were full of indifference and alienation, and she felt the continuous flow of luck coming from him.

Shen Chen finally had some genuine joy in his eyes, but his eyes were not like looking at his lover, but like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

She stretched out her cold tongue and gently licked the neck of the man in front of her.

The man's trembling body froze, and the wet touch made him feel a little strange.

His eyes with complicated emotions were gradually stained with lust. He didn't struggle, but there was a sudden sting on his neck, which made him reflexively push the person who started the figurine.

But she saw Shen Chen falling on the bed with the inertia, bright red dripping from the corners of her mouth, and she rolled the blood from her lips into her belly like a ghost.

As the rich energy belonging to the male protagonist flowed into her belly, her numb body gradually began to feel a little better.
Li Yanshu stood up covering his neck in disbelief. He did not expect that Qingwu, who had always been gentle and kind, would actually bite him: "Qing Niang, do you hate me so much?"

Want to eat his flesh and drink his blood?

Having achieved his goal, Shen Chen ignored him.

He just tried his best to digest the luck he had just plundered.

Fortunately she was quick with her words, otherwise she would have been discovered.

Li Yanshu saw her closing her eyes tightly, looking like she didn't want to communicate with him anymore.

There are mixed feelings in her heart. She blames him and hates him, which is what she should do. He is the one who has wronged her.

Boom boom boom!
Li Yanshu was brought back to reality by the knock on the door, and took a deep look at the motionless Shen Chen, as if he wanted to remember his beloved in his mind forever.

The knocking on the door became more and more urgent. The person at the outer door was extremely dissatisfied and seemed to be urging him to leave quickly.

Li Yanshu gritted his teeth and turned around decisively to leave.Not long after he left, a wretched and short figure crept into the room like a thief.

The man's numb face looked even more ferocious and vulgar under the weak candlelight, and he approached the bed with salivation.

He picked up the red hijab that had fallen on the ground and was embroidered with the word "happy". The delicate peonies on both sides of the word "happy" were decorated on both sides. The fabric was not very good, but the embroidery was very delicate, which shows how serious the person who embroidered this wedding dress was.

The man put the hijab under his nose, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication.

This Shen Qingwu is a great beauty from ten miles and eight villages.

Although he looked down on the muscular man, he liked his brother, the nerd who only knew how to read.

However, starting from today, he will let her know what a real man is,

He smiled ferociously, threw the hijab aside and threw himself on the bed.

The window was tightly closed, and it was covered with happy words cut out of red paper. There was silence outside the house, except for the chirping of cicadas and the distant sound of horse hooves.

Shen Chen climbed out of bed.

Picking up the handkerchief on the ground, he wiped his hands in disgust.

The man on the bed had his hands and feet broken. His neck was hanging softly along the edge of the bed in an extremely twisted arc. There was a red sock stuffed in his mouth. His wide eyes were full of fear, and his wide mouth could no longer speak. A little sound.

There are peanuts, red dates, longans and lotus seeds on the small table with the word "happy" on it.

Shen Chen grabbed the few food on the table and stuffed it into her mouth. It wasn't very tasty, but swallowing it made her stomach feel better.

After eating, she lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her face: "Plot."

Systems that have been pretending they don’t exist can no longer play dead.

He could only reluctantly transfer the original owner's memories and plot to Shen Chen.

The original owner was Shen Qingwu. His mother died young and he grew up dependent on his father. His father was the only teacher in the village and his family was relatively well off.

Not only was she beautiful, she was also smart and smart. She had read poetry and books since she was a child. Father Shen often lamented that if she were a boy, she would definitely be able to pass the exam and shine on the family tree.

The girl who was as noble and bright as the moon finally met the person who pulled her into the dust.

She accidentally saved the male protagonist who was bitten by a snake, and since then, she has been obsessed with Li Yanshu, who comes from a poor family.

The handsome young man sent her lovesick red beans today and lingering love poems the next day. Gradually, she noticed this young man who always sat in the last row of her father's library.

How could an inexperienced girl withstand such an attack from him? It didn't take long for the world to fall completely. The two of them often discussed poetry and songs together and talked about their ideals in the world.

Shen Qingwu would also secretly support Li Yanshu with the money his father bought her for books and makeup. After being discovered by Li's father, he did not want to marry his daughter to a poor boy.

It can be seen that her daughter likes it, so she can only arrange an engagement for the two of them, and often helps the Li family. Under the guidance of Father Shen's Kai Xiaozao, Li Yanshu finally became a scholar.

Unexpectedly, Shen's father contracted a sudden illness and passed away when Shen Qingwu was 14 years old, leaving behind a considerable fortune.

At Shen's father's funeral hall, Li Yanshu vowed to treat Shen Qingwu well.

Three years later, Shen Qingwu's filial piety had passed, and Li Yanshu said he wanted to marry her. Qingwu naturally agreed. He studied hard in a cold window, and she wore a red sleeve beside him to add fragrance. The two were already married.

In her heart, she was already Li Yanshu's wife.

But she didn't expect that on her wedding day, what she was waiting for was not the young man with whom she was sworn in, but his eldest brother, who ate, drank, went whoring, gambled, domesticated, and beat his wife to death.

(End of this chapter)