Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

Qin Tianhao's face was dazed, his lips were open, and he could no longer speak.

Wu Guojun was too lazy to pay attention to him, and instead ordered in a deep voice: "Lei'er, don't you want to see the Saint for the last time? Go and see!"

Wu Ninglei was so frightened that he shuddered all over. How could he really want to see a corpse?

He was just following his mother's orders!

He looked at Queen Wu hesitantly, and shook his head vigorously with a worried look on his face.

Queen Wu gritted her teeth and said, "Your Majesty, Lei'er doesn't want to see it anymore. It might delay the auspicious time for burial. Could you please have the coffin sealed first?"

Not only did the King of Wu not agree, he even urged him impatiently: "Take Ning Lei's hand and go together. This King wants you to remember the Saint's appearance after her death. She treated you well in her life, and you are not allowed to forget her!"

Queen Wu was so frightened that she got goosebumps all over her body. She didn't want to watch!

However, King Wu does not spoil the mother and son!

He winked at the nanny next to him, and the mother and child were immediately dragged to the coffin.

Wu Ninglei was the first to burst into tears: "No, I don't want to see the corpse. I never wanted to see it in the first place. It was my uncle and mother who forced me to cry over the coffin, saying that only by doing so would they continue to love me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, King Wu's face was filled with anger.

Queen Wu quickly covered Wu Ninglei's mouth and ordered: "Don't say anything more, Lei'er, please, don't say anything more!"

King Wu walked over quickly and grabbed Queen Wu's neck.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "As the queen, you actually instigated and bewitched Lei'er. You ignorant and foolish woman, today my king will grant you your wish and let you take a closer look at the Saint's corpse!"

He pushed her entire upper body into the coffin, scaring her so much that she screamed.

She could almost feel the tip of the Saint's cold nose touching her, and the horrible despair frightened her so much that her body twitched continuously.

She almost shouted at the top of her lungs, "Please, Your Majesty, let me go. I was wrong. I will never do it again!"

After a while, the King of Wu threw the Queen, who was like a pile of mud, to the ground.

He asked coldly, "Can you see clearly? Is the Saint dead or alive?"

The queen trembled all over and squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Dead, dead!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Wu Guojun said with disgust: "Come here, drag her back!"

Qin Tianhao didn't dare to make trouble anymore. He had really lost completely this time.

However, he still forced himself to follow her to Meishan in the suburbs of Beijing.

After confirming again and again that the saint was buried, his heart finally settled down.

He knew better than anyone that King Wu would deal with the Qin family next.

At this time, he didn't know that as soon as the coffin was placed in the tomb, King Wu carried the body to a secret passage.

Zhan Yan and Lin Yiwan were waiting anxiously on the other end!

The moment he heard the footsteps, Zhan Yan quickly stepped forward.

When he saw King Wu, his expression was somewhat complicated.

He saluted subconsciously: "Zhan Yan greets King Wu!"

Wu Guojun raised his lips and finally muttered: "Shouldn't you call me uncle?"

Zhan Yan readily agreed: "Yes, Zhan Yan greets uncle!"

King Wu was suddenly extremely excited. He had never imagined that Zhan Yan, the iron-blooded King of Hell of the Sheng Dynasty, was actually his nephew!

He hated him so much before that he wanted to peel off his skin and break his bones!

To put it bluntly, he even ordered people to carve a tablet for Zhan Yan and cursed him to death every day.

Because he led the Zhan family army to guard the border, the Li Kingdom could not gain any benefit at all.

He is so annoying!

He came to Sheng Dynasty this time to find a way to kill Zhan Yan. After all, as long as he was there, Li Kingdom would never be able to gain any advantage in the hands of Sheng Dynasty.

However, now, he is actually his own nephew!

Oh my God, how could such an outrageous thing happen?

Lin Yiwan had already fed the saint a pill and reached out to slowly rub her neck so that she could swallow it smoothly.

Wu Guojun couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is there really a pill in this world that can bring someone back to life after being dead for two days? That's too unbelievable!"

Lin Yiwan corrected her, "She's not dead, it's just that her seven orifices are blocked. Just give her the antidote and she'll recover. Just wait and see!"

King Wu looked at her carefully, his eyes full of strong admiration.

Zhan Yan blocked her way without leaving a trace: "Uncle, this medicine is extremely difficult to refine, and there is only one in the world. Wanwan is pregnant now, so we can't waste our energy on it!"

Wu Guojun explained awkwardly, "I didn't expect her to give me one. Why would I fake my own death? It's just that I can't bear to leave your mother. If she stayed in Sheng Dynasty, wouldn't I lose a relative?"

As he spoke, his tone became more and more sad.

As the king of Li Kingdom, he has quite a lot of people around him!

But no one treated him sincerely, and he was really lonely!

When the Saint was here, he at least had a place where he could confide his thoughts.

But now, even this is gone!

His fingers on his knees suddenly clenched, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Zhan Yan took in his emotions and said in a serious tone, "Uncle, if you miss mother, you can come to Shengchao to visit her. Zhan Yan will definitely prepare good wine and entertain you warmly!"

Wu Guojun was shocked. He asked expectantly, "Will there really be such a day?"

Zhan Yan said, "As long as Li Kingdom and Sheng Dynasty sign a peace agreement, won't the two countries become friendly countries that stand together?"

King Wu immediately laughed. "You, little bastard, are really trying to set a trap for your uncle. It's not that easy for our two countries to become friendly. We still need to work out the details!"

Zhan Yan said: "Everything depends on human effort!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Lin Yiwan shouting from the inner room: "A Yan, come quickly, the Saint is awake!"

The two men strode into the inner room and found the saint looking around in confusion.

She asked in surprise: "What is this place?"

Lin Yiwan laughed: "This is your tomb, we haven't left yet!"

The Saint suddenly remembered. Filled with surprise, she grasped Lin Yiwan's hand and asked, "Really? Did I successfully fake my death? Can I be reunited with Ah Yan and his mother?"

Before Lin Yiwan could answer, Wu Guojun spoke softly, "Sister, Zhan Yan is the only one left in your eyes. Are you going to abandon me, your brother, just like that?"

The Saint immediately explained: "I only gave up the Saint's shackles. I will naturally keep you, my brother, in my heart. You listen to Ah Yan. No matter what, he will not harm you!"

King Wu frowned, and for some reason, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that if he left this secret passage, he and the saint would no longer be able to interact openly.

He reached out and helped the Saint Girl up, then took her hand and handed it to Zhan Yan. He said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Yan, from now on, you will help me take care of my sister. You must remember not to let her suffer any harm again. She had a very miserable experience when she was in the Sheng Dynasty!"