Reborn to return to the God of War husband before his death

"Madam, her complexion is really bad, and she has no appetite to eat. How can her body endure this?

It’s all the fault of the third master, who made my wife so depressed and sleepless last night, and made her angry again early in the morning, but he is very cool and caressed about going out to have fun. "

"Shut up now. When you have time to talk about this, it's better to think about how to make food that can accommodate the husband and wife, so that the wife can eat two more bites."

Yang Chun gave a warning glance at Yulan, who was speaking openly, and then looked at the food that Yulan brought out. Only half a bowl of red dates and millet porridge was missing, and nothing else was touched at all. She was also worried about her wife's health.

Their wives have been richly clothed and well-fed since childhood, and have been pampered and pampered by the whole family. When have they ever been wronged?

But it has only been half a year since I got married, and I have suffered more grievances from the third master than in the previous ten years combined.

Seeing Yang Chun sighing silently, Yulan's brows could not help but frown more tightly, but she no longer complained.

"You stay here and guard Madam while I think about other things. At least I can let Madam eat two more bites."

"Don't worry, I'm here. Go quickly."

In the inner room, Shen Huarou, who looked pale and tired, was lying on the soft couch and could clearly hear what the two girls outside were saying.

Her mind is full of confusion now and she has a severe headache. She is not sure whether she is in a dream now? Or is she really back to the time she had just married He Yuanling half a year ago?

Obviously, He Yuanling died in battle eight years ago.

Obviously, the entire Shen family and He family were massacred during their exile.

The Shen family and the He family were convicted of collaborating with the enemy and treason, because letters to and from the Hun prince were found in the study of their cousin, who was an official in Kyoto, and evidence of collaborating with the enemy was also found in the caravan of the He family's husband and brother.

But the eldest cousin didn't even know who the Hun prince was. My husband's brother was a businessman and had never even set foot outside the borders of Jingzhou.

The uncle's family and the eldest brother are all officials in Kyoto. They are honest and loyal to the emperor and serve the country. They also have strict control over the children in the family. The Shen He family has no intention of treason. However, once the evidence of collaborating with the enemy is found, countless crimes fall on Shen He like snowflakes. On the heads of both families.

In less than half a month, he was found guilty of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and the whole family of Shen and He was sentenced to thousands of miles of exile.

She watched her relatives fall into a pool of blood one by one. When the knife with the blood of her relatives pierced her chest, she tried her best to find her mother's figure. She only saw her mother's head rolling on the snow, mixed with blood. Snow and mud stained my mother's old face.

The snow in the twelfth lunar month is bitingly cold, but the color of the blood splashed on the snow is bright and gorgeous, and it is still steaming...

And her daughter Yaya, the day before she left, she was still in her arms smiling and saying that she would get well soon and fly butterflies with her again.

He also said that he would wait for his father to come back and fly the kites together.

They made the paper kite in the shape of a swallow together, and after finishing the coloring, her Yaya turned into a little cat.

Such a little person, only four years old, gradually became cold in her arms.

When she opened her eyes again, she was actually at He's house. Looking at the familiar embroidered curtain of peony flowers in her memory, Shen Huarou couldn't tell whether she was dreaming or awake.

Seeing the two girls Yangchun and Yulan when they were young again, Shen Huarou thought that she had reached the underworld, otherwise how could she see the two young girls again?

Most of them were old, weak, women and children. In the cold winter months, they all wore only single clothes and were handcuffed and shackled. How could they walk thousands of miles?

Yangchun was beaten to death by the escorting officers and soldiers because he asked for a winter coat for her, and Yulan also starved to death in order to save more rations for them.

When she was confused, she heard Yang Chun's familiar voice, "Ma'am, are you up?"

In a daze, she was being helped by two girls, Yang Chun and Yu Lan, who were changing clothes and washing up. She didn't dare to say anything, for fear that they would disappear if the words were revealed.

"Third Master."

Shen Huarou's attention was focused on the two of them. When she heard Yulan's voice calling for someone, she raised her head and looked at the door, and saw He Yuanling.

He also looked like he was when he was young, as if he was eighteen or nineteen years old and wild and unruly.

Even the look in her eyes showed the same impatience. His handsome eyebrows were frowned, which made his already cold and tough facial contours even sharper. His thin lips were also pursed tightly, which was how he looked when he was unhappy.

A body as strong and tall as a hill stood there, looking down at people coldly and oppressively, which made her a little scared.

Shen Huarou then thought that it was too much to scare her now that he was a ghost.

When he was alive, he had been quarreling with her, and the couple were disgusted with each other, especially because his mouth could make people angry to death. Now that he is dead, he still wants to show her face. It is really his stubbornness that makes people angry.

Thinking of this, Shen Huarou gave He Yuanling a sharp look without showing any signs of weakness. As a result, He Yuanling became even more impatient.

He said an irritating sentence and turned around and left, "If you don't like me drinking, I won't bother you when I drink from now on."

Shen Huarou stared blankly at the empty door, feeling annoyed and aggrieved.

After his death, he rarely dreamed of her, but every time he dreamed, he said some irritating words. Every time she dreamed of him, her pillow towel would be wet with tears. When she woke up, she couldn't help but scold him in her heart to relieve her hatred.

To this day, he is still like this. If this is the case, why should he come to see her?

Shen Huarou didn't know it, but she was already in tears.

Yangchun and Yulan saw their master crying because of the Third Master's anger, and quickly comforted him with gentle words.

"The third master is straight-tempered and rough-hearted, and even his nice words have changed their taste.

I came to see Madam as soon as I got up. I must have come to apologize for what I did to offend Madam last night, but I couldn't bear to say soft words, so I took the initiative to say that it would not be in your eyes, so as not to make you angry again."

Yun Lan quickly continued what Yang Chun said, "That must be the case, otherwise I wouldn't have come to see you so early in the morning."

They had often advised themselves these words before, but is this really the case?

The coolness that fell on her neck startled Shen Huarou, and she suddenly realized that her soul could shed tears?

The stinging pain in the palm of my hand was also very clear, as was the golden light shining through the window and falling on the floor.

Is she dead or what?

Afterwards, Magnolia brought food to her, and she ate some even though she had no appetite. The warm food entered her stomach and made her feel better, and the taste was still the same as before.

After sending the two of them out, Shen Huarou leaned on the couch and sorted out one thing after another. The sun was warm on her body.

She was familiar with every furnishing in the room. Some were prepared by the He family and some were her dowry. The pot of peony beside the window was brought by her from home and was later poured to death by He Yuanling.

They had a big fight over this pot of peonies, and He Yuanling later gave her a pot of peonies, but it never grew as well as this pot, and the flowers it produced were not as big.

He Yuanling loved to drink, and she often came back smelling of alcohol, which made her very bored.

He said he wouldn't bother her, and after that he would go to a folk house to rest instead of coming to the main house, so she was happy to be quiet.

Yangchun and Yulan said that he had made her unhappy last night. He had made her unhappy more times than they could count. The first time he went to the side house to rest was half a year after they got married.

He came back smelling of alcohol at night, and got angry with her again early the next morning. No one was seen during the whole day, and when he came back in the evening, he smelled of alcohol again. That time they didn't speak to each other for more than a month.

Thinking of some possibility, Shen Huarou called Yang Chun in again.

"Go and see if He Yuanling is still home."