After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

"Ayu, Ayu!"

Yin Qingxuan looked at Ye Jingyu in horror.

At this time, the door to the next door opened, and Xiao Nanfeng staggered out of the house.

He happily threw himself at Ye Jingyu and shouted softly: "The Emperor, I miss you so much!"

Yin Qingxuan was shocked and shouted desperately: "Xiao Nanfeng, don't go there!"

But it was already too late. Ye Jingyu ducked in front of Xiao Nanfeng, pierced the small body with a sword, and then raised the corners of his mouth with an evil smile.

He held up the sword, with Xiao Nanfeng's little body hanging on it. Blood flowed down the tip of the sword, dyeing his boots embroidered with golden dragons red.

Yin Qingxuan couldn't describe her horror, and she didn't understand why Ye Jingyu became like this. All he could see were dead bodies.

There were not only the disciples of Shengyin Pavilion, but also the Yin family. Yin Zhong was nailed to the tree with a long knife. At his feet, Su Minglan dug her hands into the trunk of the tree, her eyes wide open, and she refused to rest in silence.

The two brothers of the Yin family fell to the side, and even Bao Leer was not spared. Next to her lay Yin Ziluo, only half of her body was left. Blood spurted from her mouth and she looked at Yin Qingxuan with scarlet eyes.

"Sister, help me, Zi Luo hurts so much!"

"No, no!"

Looking at the tragic situation in front of her, Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but step back.

Ye Jingyu had already raised the long sword with Xiao Nanfeng strung on it and walked towards her step by step. The smile on his face revealed an indescribable evil spirit.

"Why, why do you do this?"

Yin Qingxuan shouted hysterically at him.

"I'm not good enough for you, I'm not good enough for Da Zhou, Ayu, why did you kill my whole family, why didn't you even let Xiao Nanfeng go?"

Ye Jingyu still walked slowly towards Yin Qingxuan, the smile on his face became colder and colder.

"You really want to know why?"

he asked with a playful look on his face.

Yin Qingxuan shouted with a trembling voice: "I think, even if I die, I will die with my eyesight clear."

Ye Jingyu smiled solemnly and said, "Then I will tell you today, because you are not Yin Qingxuan at all."

"You pretended to be her, the little girl who saved me, so you deserve to die, and so does your Yin family."

Looking at the strong white teeth, Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but shudder.

She took two steps back and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't lie to you. I have already told you. It was you who said that you like me better now, Ayu, have you forgotten?"

Ye Jingyu said with a sneer: "Why do you think that I like you now? The woman who married me is the real Yin Qingxuan. I was the one who saved her when she was a child. What does it have to do with you, a fake? Even if you take her My body can never replace her place in my heart."

"No, no, I didn't mean to do it, and I didn't want to come here. Everything was a coincidence. Ayu, I never wanted to lie to you."

Yin Qingxuan has retreated to the corner, unable to escape.

Looking at the long sword dripping blood and Xiao Nanfeng being strung on the sword, Yin Qingxuan burst into tears.

She couldn't understand that the man she was loving to just now suddenly turned against her and brutally killed so many people.

She doesn’t want to travel here either!

If she were in modern times, she might be eating dessert and scrolling through her mobile phone. Now she has traveled thousands of miles to find a husband, but she didn't want to end up like this.

No matter how much she does, there is only the word fake in Ye Jingyu's eyes.

At that moment, Yin Qingxuan's heart went cold, she closed her eyes in despair, and two drops of cold tears flowed down her cheeks.

Perhaps Ye Jinglan was right. She had a deep sense of belonging to this dynasty and was full of too many fantasies.

She hopes that through her own strength, the people of Dazhou can live a prosperous life, and she is also willing to open up her heart, put aside her inner worries, and spend her life with Ye Jingyu.

It turns out that her time travel was just a joke. Since she is so resentful, it is better to rush to the underworld as soon as possible and maybe accompany Xiao Nanfeng for a while.

Thinking of the cute and cute children, Yin Qingxuan slowly closed her eyes, salty tears falling to her cheeks, and the bitter taste made her heartache unbearably.

At this time, a chill flashed in front of his eyes, and the tip of the sword had reached under his neck. Yin Qingxuan felt a stinging pain in his neck, and he fell softly to the ground...