Don't Cross Naihe Bridge for a Hundred Years

When I learned that my husband had intercepted a woman again by the Huangquan River, She came to Yin Jisi to erase her name, and asked Po Meng for a bowl of soup. Everyone said that he was the emperor of the underworld and should have occupied three palaces and six courtyards. The fact that she could sit firmly in the position of empress was a blessing brought by the marriage in her previous life. But she is just a layperson, I can't share a husband with her. On the day of the centenary celebration, he took the newlyweds on his arm and waved to her: "Yao Yao, will you two sisters be compatible and get along well with each other from now on?" Just when he thought she would accept it with a smile, she stepped back, saluted, and handed over the last gift. "Emperor, please keep this marriage certificate." "From now on, I am no longer the little empress of hell, but just a lonely ghost."