Ling Shaochen Yue Beiyi

Murong Shi is a prodigal son who doesn't care about production, and Yue Zhitong also doesn't stick to the spring water. Both of them live through today and don't want to think about tomorrow.

After Murong Shi became a useless person, his temper became violent. Although there was no evidence, he knew that it was because of Ling Shaochen that he would be in this situation today.

Even if he knew it was Ling Shaochen's revenge, would he still be able to take revenge?

Murong Shi could only vent all his dissatisfaction on Yue Zhitong. After the last old house was sold and squandered, Murong Shi dragged Yue Zhitong to the south of the capital where dragons and snakes mixed together, rented a cheap house, and forced Yue Zhitong to start a new life. Flesh business.

"It's only natural for a mother to raise a son." Murong Shi laughed shamelessly.

Yue Zhitong also went all out, anyway, her body was already dirty, and she was a lustful woman in her bones, since Murong Shi, a useless person, couldn't satisfy her, she should open her legs and let other men do it.

At first, because of Yue Zhitong's beauty, she received officials and rich merchants who were generous, but Murong Shi always snatched away all the money she kept in her private possession, and even some foreign businessmen who wanted to redeem her body were all dismissed by Murong Shi. The high price scared off.

In this way, one was prostituted inside, and the other collected money at the door. At the end of the day, most of the money was spent by Murong Shi on drinking, or visiting gambling shops to try to turn over.

Later, Yue Zhitong contracted a heart disease and had no money to go to the doctor's office. Murong Shi simply broke the jar and began to let her take care of vulgar people like peddlers, who could sleep for a few coppers.

In this way, Yue Zhitong turned around and became a prostitute, the lowest prostitute.

In the end, her body stinks so badly that even rough men shy away from her. Lying in the dilapidated, narrow, leaky thatched hut, she can't remember that she used to be rich and famous. The days before the age of 20 seem as far away as the previous life.

At that time, Murong Shi had already been pushed down the moat because of drinking and fighting with others, and his body floated away to nowhere.

As he was dying, Yue Zhitong somehow thought of his younger sister, Yue Beiyi, who had long since lost her soul.

In fact, Yue Zhitong vaguely knew that Yue Beiyi was not a member of the Yue family, so taking her things and torturing her, he felt at ease.

But if Yue Beiyi was his own sister, Yue Zhitong would still do that.

Everything stems from my own greed.

If she could marry Ling Shaochen with peace of mind, if she could live with Prince Xiang with peace of mind, if she didn't use the burning love Gu, what would happen to her now?

Wrong steps, to a desperate situation.

Yue Zhitong widened his eyes and howled: "I regret it! People don't mistake me, I mistake myself! If I can live again, I..."

Before falling into darkness, her last thought was that she must give Yue Bei a confession when she went underground.

Ling Shaochen received a letter from Feige from the dark guard, and seeing Yue Zhitong's fate, his eyes were flat.

There is only one person in this world, and no one can stir up waves in his heart.

"Yue Zhi...Hua Liu..." A childish voice came from behind, clasped on his shoulder, and read the words on the note.

Startled, Ling Shaochen quickly crumpled the note into a ball, and when he squeezed it, it fell into pieces.

Only this person, coming from behind him, can make him defenseless.

"Mother, Dad has a little secret, don't let Tan'er see it!"

A boy who looked like a miniature version of Ling Shaochen complained to the paintings hanging around him.