Fire of War and Play of Princes

Great Zhou, Qianyuan 15th year, midsummer, extremely hot. The dim moonlight in the woodshed enveloped a corner of the room, and a ragged woman lay there in a mess, with whip marks all over her body and bloodstains. Because of the hot weather, pus oozed from the wounds, which was horrible to look at. She was seriously injured, her legs collapsed on the ground weakly, and the whole person was dying, and it seemed that she had no life. Suddenly the door of the woodshed was opened, and the cold night wind rolled in instantly, and then a gorgeous woman wearing a bright red dress and gold, jade and jade on her head walked in with the support of two confidants. Shen Yuzhu suddenly raised her head and stared at the woman who was slowly walking in front of her, wishing to rush over to eat her flesh and drink her blood. But she couldn't do it at all. Her body was covered with wounds. If she moved a little, the heart-wrenching pain came. But she couldn't shout out a sound, because she couldn't speak anymore. She could only stare at the woman in front of her with a resentful look. If eyes could kill, she would have torn the woman into pieces long ago! Shen Zhishu stood in front of Shen Yuzhu, raised her jade hand and gently brushed the loose collar inlaid with pearls, deliberately revealing the unsightly purple marks on her white neck, with a charming smile on her face: "Sister, I came to see you, just now my brother-in-law... No, this time it's my husband. My husband was very reckless on the couch and finally fell asleep. I found a chance to thank you, sister." Shen Yuzhu looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, her face turned even paler, her eyes were full of anger, but she couldn't say a word. Shen Zhishu smiled and said, "Sister, I really want to thank you. First, I want to thank you for spending all your family wealth to help Lu Lang step by step to the position of the Minister of Personnel today. Secondly, thank you for your careful training before. Without you, how could there be Shen Zhishu today?" The hatred on Shen Yuzhu's face was shocking. When this woman followed Aunt Zhao into the Shen Mansion, she had always treated her very well and treated her like her own sister. Who would have thought that this Bai Lian was actually a blood-drinking she-wolf. Seeing her like this, Shen Zhishu felt more and more proud: "So today I also want to give you a big gift. I guess you are very curious. Why did the letter from the Rouran prince appear in your room that day, making you bear the crime of treason? Since you are dying, I will tell you that the letter was put into your boudoir by your husband himself." Looking at Shen Yuzhu's unbelievable eyes, her lips curved up. This is far from enough! "You have been with Lu Lang for several years but have no children because he put red flowers in your food. In fact, we had already secretly decided to spend our lives together before he met you. He has never liked you. Everything is just your wishful thinking!" This sentence completely broke the last line of defense in Shen Yuzhu's heart and made her collapse. It turned out that he was so good to her and tried his best to please her. Everything was fake. It was just a conspiracy, a trap set by them! The only person who was really trapped in the trap was herself! Shen Zhishu looked at her coldly, and his beautiful face gradually twisted: "Shen Yuzhu, this is what you deserve. You were born with a good family and noble status. Your whole family protects you. If everything goes as you wish, wouldn't it be too unfair for God? So now I will take justice for you, replace you, and take away everything from you!" "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing..." Shen Zhishu slowly leaned over and stared at Shen Yuzhu, covering his lips and laughing softly: "Your grandfather who loves you like his life, your three uncles, and the cousin who has been secretly protecting you, do you know how they died?" Shen Yuzhu raised her head suddenly, and her face, which was dirty and unrecognizable due to t*****e, twisted because of fear and tension. Shen Zhishu was very satisfied with the desperate expression on Shen Yuzhu's face and said word by word: "Your grandfather's Xiao family was executed, and your cousin Shen Zhiyi was poisoned by a woman from the underworld. All this was done by me and Lu Lang. Otherwise, how did your grandfather's million-dollar fortune end up in Lu Lang's hands? How did my brother Shen Zhili become the head of the Shen family?" Shen Yuzhu struggled violently and rushed towards Shen Zhishu, but was slapped hard in the face by Shen Zhishu, and fell to the ground. She vomited blood, and blood and tears dripped on the dirty floor. She hated it so much, because she didn't know people well, but she killed so many people who loved and protected her. She really hated it! Shen Zhishu looked at Shen Yuzhu, who was crawling on the ground with blood, with contempt, and a cruel smile of a winner appeared in his eyes. Then he raised his hand and swept the lantern held by the old woman beside him to the ground, and flames suddenly jumped up. Under the firelight, her eyes were like the Asuras of hell, ferocious and resentful. "Lu Lang said that he will give you an intact corpse tomorrow, but I still like the way you are crushed to ashes!" Outside the door, the footsteps of Shen Zhishu gradually faded away... Shen Yuzhu raised her head and stared at the moonlight that penetrated through the c***k of the door. There was anger, despair and deep regret in her turbid eyes. She raised her head and stared at the burning fire in front of her, her eyes red. She was unwilling, unwilling! —————— It hurts, the sharp pain is like a sharp awl piercing into her brain, and Shen Yuzhu couldn't help but groan. "Master is awake! Master! Master!" A maid's nervous shout came from her ears. It turned out to be the voice of Yunxiang, the eldest maid beside her. Isn't that silly girl dead? She still remembered that after the letter framing her for having an affair with the Rouran prince was discovered, Yunxiang took all the blame for protecting her and was executed by slow slicing, but in the end, she still couldn't save her life. Now she really heard the girl's voice, and hurriedly opened her eyes, but she saw a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old wearing a sky-blue jacket, hugging her, her eyes were swollen from crying. "Yunxiang?" Shen Yuzhu looked at the innocent little girl in front of her in disbelief, and immediately took a deep breath. This was obviously Yunxiang a few years ago. She hurriedly held Yunxiang's soft hand tightly and never let go, for fear that she would never find this girl again if she let go. She looked around, the gorgeously decorated warm room, the bed inlaid with South Pearls, and the idle embroidery frame and guqin by the window. Shen Yuzhu shuddered violently and pinched Yunxiang's wrist: "What year is it now?" Yunxiang was frightened by her master's eyes. The eldest lady went to the temple in the suburbs to burn incense today, and something went wrong. The horse driving the carriage was suddenly startled. If it weren't for Mr. Lu, her master would have been trampled to death by the horse. "Tell me quickly!" Shen Yuzhu stared at Yunxiang. Yunxiang hurriedly said with a panic: "Reply... reply to the master, now is the fifth year of Qianyuan, and today is the fourth day of July." "The ninth year of Qianyuan?" Shen Yuzhu murmured to herself, and instantly let go of Yunxiang's hand, as if she had used up all her life's strength and collapsed there. God blessed her, and she actually returned to the fifth year of Qianyuan. Her grandfather and uncles were still alive, her cousin was still alive, and Yunxiang was still alive. Everything was still in time, so good!