You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Chapter 366: Previous Life () Xiao Yan, you are not worthy of being a husband, not worthy of being a

Seeing Lin Qingchen driving the carriage back, Xiao Yan loosened his grip on the reins.

At this time, seven or eight people who looked like secret guards followed behind the crowd. Their clothes were stained with blood, and it was obvious that they had just experienced a fierce battle.

One of them dismounted and walked to Xiao Yan's side, bowing and reporting:

"Master, all the tails have been cleaned up."

Xiao Wei hummed and waved his hand to let him leave.

When Lin Qingchen's carriage stopped, he dismounted and walked forward calmly.

As soon as I approached the carriage, I felt a chill in my face.

Lin Qingchen looked at Xiao Yan, snorted, and jumped off the carriage.

Well, for the sake of his nephew, he endured it.

A slender, clean hand pulled open the carriage curtain, and what was seen was not a corpse or a coffin, but a black wooden board that sealed the entrance of the carriage.

The windows of the carriage were also sealed, and now the carriage was an enclosed space.

Lin Qingchen intended to embarrass Xiao Yun, but did not say anything.

This carriage was modified overnight by him at a huge expense last night. It is invulnerable to swords and guns and cannot be opened without a mechanism. Moreover, the mechanism is in a place that absolutely no one knows about. He wants to see how Xiao Yan is going to open it.

Lin Zhaoyue had been playing with Lin Qingchen since she was a child. As soon as she saw his smug expression, she knew that he must be up to something bad. However, whenever he showed such an expression, he would be severely slapped in the face.

Sure enough, the next moment, there was a loud bang, and the black wooden board shrank back to the right.

What caught everyone's eyes was a black coffin. Next to the coffin was a square of solid ice. It was obviously placed there by Lin Qingchen to prevent the corpse from decaying.

Lin Qingchen: ...

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching, and he wondered how he found the mechanism.

Looking at her fourth brother's expression, Lin Zhaoyue found it funny.

He probably didn't know that Xiao Yun controlled the Linkage Pavilion, which possessed the most advanced mechanical technology in Anguo, which could be called a miraculous skill. This little mechanism was like child's play to him.

Perhaps it was her own corpse, so the coffin had an inexplicable attraction to Lin Zhaoyue.

The carriage was very large, and Lin Qingchen even reserved an aisle for one person to pass through.

The carriage was cold, and it was winter, so every block of ice gave off a chill.

Xiao Yun walked in, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the coffin with his slender white fingers. The cold touch spread through his body along his fingertips.

Although Xiao Yan tried his best to hide it, Lin Zhaoyue found that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

After a while, he walked to the head of the coffin, reached out his hand, and slowly pushed open the heavy coffin lid.

What came into view was Lin Zhaoyue’s pale face.

Lin Qingchen had someone wipe her body, change her into her favorite light green dress, do her makeup, draw her eyebrows and eyes, and apply blood-red lip balm on her lips, but it still couldn't hide her deathly aura.

Her face, which originally had some baby fat, was deeply sunken, without a trace of flesh. Her lively big eyes were now tightly closed. Because she was too thin, her eyes looked like they were embedded in a skull, but the skull was covered with a layer of skin. Her hands, which were placed in front of her abdomen, were as thin as sticks.

Lin Qingchen knew that all girls loved beauty, so she had someone apply powder and rouge all over her body to cover up the yellow color on her body caused by malnutrition and death.

He walked forward and stood outside, looking at his sister in the coffin, his eyes red. He opened his mouth and said slowly:

"We raised Zhao Zhao to be fair and tender at home, and she lived a carefree life. But after she married you, she has never had a peaceful day.

When she married you, your heart was with your little lover, and you left her alone on the wedding night. You didn't care whether she would be criticized by others because of your behavior, nor did you care whether she would be sad or not.

When you were demoted, she knelt at her father's door for three days before her father agreed to support you.

During those three years, our Lin family did our best to help you return to the East Palace. We originally thought that you must have her in your heart. Even if you couldn't let go of Miss Liu, you would at least treat her well.

But the first thing you did when you returned to the East Palace was to bring Liu Yiyi back.

She stayed with you when you were at your lowest and most miserable time in your life, cooked for you, and used everything she could to help you, but in the end, it all became a dowry to someone else.

You brought your lover back to the Eastern Palace, abandoned her and hurt her time and time again because of others, ignored her, made her disheartened, caused her to have an accident and her child died prematurely, locked her up in the cold palace, left her to be bullied and tortured by others, and let her live a life worse than pigs and dogs.

Do you know what she looked like when I saw her in the cold palace?

She loved beauty so much, but she only wore the plain clothes of a servant and was covered in dirt.

The hair that she took so much care of, which used to be black and smooth, was now dry and yellow like weeds. I had someone apply three bottles of hair oil before I could barely comb it smooth.

She was only twenty-six, but she had spots and wrinkles like a woman of forty.

She had delicate skin, and the clothes she wore at home were all made of the best and softest materials. Her shoes and clothes were all sewn by famous embroiderers in Kyoto.

But in the cold palace, on such a cold day, she only wore a dress, her cloth shoes were torn, and she didn’t even have a pair of socks. "

Lin Qingchen's voice was choked with sobs, tears flowed from his eyes, and he quickly wiped them away.

Fourth brother is a very face-conscious person and he would never cry in front of others.

But now...

Lin Zhaoyue knew that he was concerned about her, and she felt warm yet painful at the same time.

Lin Zhaoyue reached out and held his hand.

She really wanted to tell her fourth brother that although she was dead, she was still fine now, and she felt much more relaxed after becoming a wandering soul.

Lin Qingchen wiped her tears, clenched her fists, and continued.

"She used to be very picky about food. If the food didn't suit her taste, she wouldn't touch it, even if it was the most delicious food. But after you were demoted, she is no longer picky about food.

She cooked for you, tried her best to please you, and helped you, but when she died, she couldn't even afford a nice piece of clothing or a hot meal.

Before she died, she ate slop from a broken bowl. There was not a single piece of good meat on her body. All of it was covered with marks of whipping. There were disgusting words carved on her back and thighs!

Xiao Yan, you are not worthy of being a husband, nor a father!"

Lin Qingchen's words were like sharp daggers, stabbing into Xiao Yan's heart, cutting him with each slash, causing pain in all his internal organs.

Red bloodshot climbed up his eyes, and his eyes were bright red.

His blood-red eyes were fixed on the person in the coffin. A strong smell of rust rose from his throat. His eyes were filled with pain and despair.

Lin Qingchen roared, grabbed his collar, raised his fist and hit Xiao Yan in the face.

No matter if he is the emperor or not, he deserves to die for bullying his sister like this.

If he doesn't kill the guy named Xiao today, he won't be able to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

At worst, we can all die together today.

Lin Qingchen had lost his mind, his eyes turned red, and he punched hard.