In order to save my family who was imprisoned, I married a powerful man named Jiuchen-year-old.
On the night of the wedding, the fingertips on the bed were entangled, and there was a sound of lust.
But the next day, the imperial edict for everyone in the Song family to be executed was sent to the mansion.
I knelt in front of my husband's door for three days and three nights, begging him to show me his noble hand.
But he just looked at me coldly:
"Ten years ago, if your father hadn't framed me, one hundred and eight people in my Xie family would have died innocently and tragically."
"I will not be sent to the palace to be a eunuch who is neither human nor ghost."
"Now it's just reincarnation, blood debt must be paid with blood!"
Five years after our marriage, he imprisoned me in the backyard and tortured me day and night.
I wanted to die, but because of the five-year agreement with my mother, I struggled to hold on.
Until he forcibly aborted my seven-month-old child for the sake of his extramarital affair.
At that time, there were still seven days left before the five-year period.
Seven days later, on the Wangyue Tower, I stood on the edge of the roof, teetering on the edge.
But his face turned pale, and he knelt down and begged me not to jump.
It's sad to read and makes you cry.