Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

The surroundings were completely silent, and everyone knew that this was an ugly and unpleasant drama of inner-house fighting. This kind of drama was not uncommon, but it was unheard of to be unveiled at the emperor's birthday banquet. The gossipers were greatly stimulated, the upright people frowned, and the powerful felt a little depressed...

There are hundreds of situations and hundreds of phenomena at one time.

Master Yuan's face became even uglier, and Master Yuan's wife's face was not much better. She scolded, "I sent the Hundred Flowers Divine Honey Soup to each of my concubines' rooms today, including the maid in my own room. How come others were fine, but you, Madam Bizhu, had problems, and such a serious pregnancy... And it happened at this important birthday banquet. Humph, you are really calculating."

This thought flashed through everyone's mind, and Master Yuan's wife said it directly. She was also a ruthless person. She didn't even care about Madam Bizhu's accusations against her, and she confidently turned the tables. After she finished speaking, Master Yuan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of black paint, which was extremely ugly. He said in a deep voice: "Come here, see Madam Bizhu and take her away."

As soon as the voice fell, three or four people dressed like doctors came forward to diagnose and treat Madam Bizhu Zhu. Although Madam Bizhu looked weak, she didn't know where she got the strength from. She struggled to break free from the encirclement of these people, rushed forward, knelt down in front of the wronged master, and banged her head down -

She looked so miserable, like a pear blossom in the rain, and her appearance was very distressing. She looked up at the wronged master with tears in her eyes and said, "Master Yuan, please don't let me go with them. They are all Madam's people. If I fall into their hands, I will die, and the child in my belly will not be able to stay. You must know that except for the eldest young master, other people who were pregnant with your children never survived to give birth. You know how so many of your children disappeared..."

"Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about?" Lord Yuan shouted, stopping her from speaking any further.

The Yuan Lord's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes suddenly became full of murderous intent...

"Oh my God, what happened?" Si Renxuan couldn't help but ask Su Xun beside him.

Now that he no longer had Li Mo, a gossip lover, by his side, he lost a lot of fun. He had no choice but to talk to Su Xun. Moreover, he had a lot of good feelings for Madam Biju, so he couldn't help but ask Su Xun beside him.

Su Xun looked at the scene in front of him calmly and said, "Lord Yuan is protecting his wife."

"What do you mean?" Si Renxuan stared in astonishment. He could understand not caring about Madam Bizhu. After all, most men in the world who have many wives and concubines do not regard concubines like Madam Bizhu as important. Even though Si Renxuan felt that Madam Bizhu was very pitiful in his heart, he did not deny that concubines generally existed like this in the man's world. But this time, it was not only about concubines, but also about a man's most important offspring. From the sound of it, it seemed that Lord Yuan's wife had killed many of Lord Yuan's children who were pregnant with other women, and she had revealed it in front of guests from all the major sects in the world. And Lord Yuan actually wanted to protect her?

Is this a cover-up?

Su Xun knew what Si Renxuan was thinking, so he pondered for a moment and told him in a voice transmission: "In the eyes of some men, the woman who can bring him the most benefits is the woman he needs the most. The wife of Lord Yuanyuan of the Hundred Flowers God is such a person. She has a strong maternal family and huge power. So even if she killed all his other children and only left the one she gave birth to for him, he would turn a blind eye. Other women are just for his entertainment. The one who brings him benefits is what he really needs."

Beauty can be replaced, but power cannot.

Si Renxuan first gasped, then sighed.

Not only the people around the mansion could see the choice of Lord Yuan, but Madam Bizhu could see it too. She was bleeding more and more, her face was getting paler and paler, but there was a trace of resentment and cold hatred in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, we, your concubines, are your playthings, but you just watched us become the victims of Madam's infinite jealousy and hatred. Because she had no way to vent her anger on you, she tortured us day after day? We are just your tools, right?"

On the one hand, they use them to vent their indulgence, and on the other hand, they use torturing them to vent their jealousy, and they live a life that is neither human nor ghost.

Not only Si Renxuan, but many others were reluctant to leave. The faces of Lord Yuan and his wife were a little stiff, their eyes flickered, as if they were thinking about how to end it. And the young dancing girls accompanying Lord Yuan, whether out of fear or sympathy for their own kind, stepped back slightly and moved a little further away from Lord Yuan.

At this occasion where representatives of various factions from all corners of the world gathered to celebrate the longevity of the Hundred Flowers God Abyss, a woman's scream, a woman's bleeding, a couple's furious murderous intent, broke all the illusion of prosperity, singing and dancing, and revealed the naked and ugly inside story of the wealthy families - the bystander Si Renxuan was frightened, and missed Li Mo who was always by his side.

He thought in his heart - Limo, ah Limo, why aren't you here at this critical moment?

But is Li Mo really not here?

Everyone in the banquet began to whisper, and the eyes of the few people who were looking at the center of the storm began to change. What Lord Yuan and his wife could not stand the most were not those surprised eyes, but those eyes that laughed at the joke - which family of high-ranking and powerful people did not have such dramas played out every day, and which lady and concubine did not fight each other to the death. It was not only like this in the common people's world, but also in the world of cultivation where there were even more wealth, spiritual power and magical treasures, and there were endless conspiracies and tricks. Moreover, it was not only the backyards of male masters that were like this, but also the harems of female masters who kept a large number of male favorites. However, they did not make a fuss about it, and at the banquet to celebrate the long life, they exposed everything and embarrassed themselves in front of all the sects and factions.

They were not angry because they had done these things and people knew about them, but because they were embarrassed by the exposure. Just as Madam Bizhu said, they regarded the concubines as playthings. Who would care about the emotions and life and death of a plaything? But the playthings resisted and embarrassed the owner, which meant that the owner was not capable enough and could not control the subordinates, which made people laugh.

Some people at the banquet also privately discussed that the lady's methods were a bit cruel, but this was someone else's family affair after all. Lord Yuan did not want to divorce his wife, so what right did they have to blame him?

Feeling the gazes of those people, the respect, awe, and politeness they had before all changed, becoming a look as if they were looking at a twisted monster. Lady Yuan clenched her fists tightly under her sleeves. She didn't want to admit the fact that under her husband's thousands of years of romantic pleasure, she gradually became twisted and lived like a monster.

She just hated in her heart, hated endlessly, with overwhelming hatred, hating all the other women around her husband and hating the woman in front of her.

At this moment, a voice interrupted, she rushed into people's sight and knelt beside Madam Bizhu - "Master, Madam, I have something to report."

The wife of Master Yuan loosened her fist, and Master Yuan said, "Speak."