The Family of Time Travel Has an Ugly Wife

Purple thunder and lightning struck the cave, and while the cold spring began to boil due to the huge energy fluctuations, a bustling modern city appeared beneath the water waves.

It was a big gamble. Whether it succeeded or not depended on everyone’s luck.

Shan Yu stuffed a piece of cloth with writing on it into the arms of Grandpa Yaba and said to him, “Grandpa, when you get there, show the writing on the cloth to others, and someone will help you find me.” After that, he pushed the old man down.

The cold spring stopped for a moment and then continued to boil, but the energy fluctuations were not as strong as before.

After triggering the thunder for the second time…

Shan Yu also handed a piece of cloth with writing on it to Wan Qiu, kissed him and the little bun, who had been frightened by the thunder and had cried loudly, and told him, “My name is Shan Yu, my home is in the Sky City, I am from the president of Shan Pharmaceutical, you have to find a way to find me.”

When Wan Qiu was pushed to the cold spring by Shan Yu, he said timidly, “Husband, I’m afraid.”

Shan Yu lowered his head and comforted him with a gentle kiss. “Don’t be afraid, I will come to find you.” After saying that, he was about to push Wan Qiu down into the cold spring, but suddenly heard the deafening thunder stop.

The emperor had arrived, and even the mighty thunder had to give way to him.

The cold spring gradually became stationary. Shan Yu had no time to think about it. The moment he stretched out his hand to push Wan Qiu down, he was thrown out like fallen leaves.

Zhan Beili’s internal strength was profound, and his pure Yang palm power was extremely domineering. At that moment, he could have killed half of Shan Yu’s life with just one strike of palm energy from far away.

Shan Yu only felt a tap on his back, his internal organs shifting. He fell to the ground, bleeding from his orifices, and vomited out a large piece of internal organs.

“Husband!”

“Shan Yu!”

Wan Qiu and Lian Zhou exclaimed at the same time, pulling Shan Yu to the edge of the cold spring, where the boiling had become smaller and smaller. The energy there gradually dissipated with the disappearance of the thunder and could no longer bear the weight of physical travel.

“Lian Zhou! Take my husband away quickly!” Wan Qiu put the crying little bun on the ground and dragged Shan Yu, whose face was covered with blood, to the spring. He cried, kissed Shan Yu’s forehead, and sobbed, “Husband, I will always remember you.”

The energy in the cold spring was getting less and less, and it could bear the weight of two souls. It should not have been difficult to send Shan Yu and Lian Zhou back.

Wan Qiu let go, and the confused Shan Yu only had time to rip off a piece of cloth from Wan Qiu’s sleeve before his vision went dark, and he fell into the peaceful darkness.

—The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Zhan Beili was almost approaching.

“Ugh~ Lian Zhou, you should go quickly.” Wan Qiu burst into tears looking at the empty cold spring. He pulled Lian Zhou and said urgently, “Go quickly! Go quickly!” He pushed.

In the past, Shan Yu could sacrifice his life for Lian Zhou, and now Lian Zhou could also sacrifice everything for Shan Yu.

They had grown up together, and one of them had to be happy, Lian Zhou thought.

At the moment Wan Qiu fell into the cold spring and saw Lian Zhou slashing his wrists with a knife, with the blood pouring into the spring, the cold spring boiled again.

Wan Qiu clung to the edge of the pool with his hands and shouted, “Lian Zhou!”

When Lian Zhou carried the crying little bun to Wan Qiu, Zhan Beili was already approaching.

“Lian Zhou!” Wan Qiu reached out and grabbed Lian Zhou’s bloody wrist, which was drooping in the spring, trying to drag him down. He cried, “Lian Zhou! Hurry! Let’s go together! Lian Zhou!”

The large amount of blood loss made Lian Zhou feel dizzy. He couldn’t see it, but he could hear the footsteps of the people behind him getting closer and closer. He said in a weak tone, “Quickly let go. If you linger any longer, none of us will be able to leave…”

Wan Qiu didn’t loosen his grip. He held little bun’s clothes in his teeth, freeing up his other hand to continue pulling Lian Zhou, but unfortunately…

Zhan Beili had already walked to Lian Zhou’s side.

Zhan Beili put his hand on Lian Zhou’s shoulder, glanced indifferently at Wan Qiu, who looked frightened, and waved his sleeves.

The cold spring was destroyed, the cave was buried, and the Deadly Forest lost its usual vitality.

From then on, the gate of time and space would be completely sealed, making it difficult to return to the future world.

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In the Imperial City, Weiyang Palace.

A shuanger dressed in white sat in a luxurious palace, adding unparalleled beauty to the majestic palace decorated with red brick and gold paint.

As the lights flickered, the black-clothed emperor slowly stepped in. The palace people shouted “Long live!” and knelt on the ground.

“Rise.”

Zhan Beili’s voice was calm as he opened the heavy red gauze curtain and came to Lian Zhou. He hugged Lian Zhou, relaxed his usually stern eyebrows, and said gently, “I heard from the people below that you didn’t eat well. What do you want to eat? I will let the imperial chef prepare it.”

Lian Zhou did not react at all and did not know how to respond. He stayed quietly in Zhan Beili’s arms and let him do whatever he wanted.

A hint of coldness flashed in Zhan Beili’s long, narrow eyes. He clasped Lian Zhou’s chin and bit his red lips hard, saying in a deep voice, “I have dismissed the harem for you, and as for the prince you gave birth, he is the crown prince now. I will soon announce to the world that I will appoint you as the only Noble Empress. I promise that you will be the only one in this life. What else do you want?”

Lian Zhou was indifferent and had nothing to say.

Zhan Beili sighed softly, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. He waved away the palace servants, hugged Lian Zhou to his knees, kissed him carefully, and said, “Ah Zhou, please give birth to a few more princes for me.”

Under the gorgeous brocade tent, Lian Zhou curled up into a ball wrapped in a quilt. The blood in his body could not warm him.

Zhan Beili hugged Lian Zhou tightly from behind and gently stroked the white cloth wrapped around his eyes with his fingers. “Just take the medicine and cure your eyes before the wedding… It doesn’t matter if we can’t cure them. I can be your eyes for the rest of your life… Don’t wear white clothes anymore. It’s too plain. You look best in red. I have ordered the Cloth Bureau to make new clothes for you. There are no duplicates…”

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The wedding of the emperor and the empress was indeed celebrated by the whole world, and they were a beautiful couple.

Lian Zhou stood beside Zhan Beili in fiery red palace attire, people were bowing and grovelling wherever he went.

Zhan Beili asked Lian Zhou, “Ah Zhou, today we are going to get married. Are you happy?”

Lian Zhou nodded slightly and spoke for once, “What about you?”

Zhan Beili held Lian Zhou’s hand tightly. “Of course I’m happy.”

Lian Zhou nodded and asked, “Will you remember this day forever?”

Zhan Beili curled his lips, gently stroked Lian Zhou’s long dark hair that was pressed under the phoenix crown, and nodded. “Yes.”

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t,” Lian Zhou smiled at Zhan Beili and said, “I will help you remember it.”

At that time, Zhan Beili did not understand the meaning of Lian Zhou’s words. He only looked at him fondly and vowed, “I will never forget.”

Later, the cycle of cause and effect brought unsatisfactory retribution, and Zhan Beili was haunted by nightmares and couldn’t sleep at night. He couldn’t forget even if he wanted to.

Not only him, but everyone present would never forget that day…

Lian Zhou, who was about to ascend to the throne, was dressed in red. On the wedding day, he jumped from the city tower in front of all the civil and military officials, and died without a complete body.

Zhan Beili’s hair turned grey overnight. He vomited blood and asked sadly, “You hate me so much! You hate me so much that you wouldn’t leave a whole body for me even in death!”

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Later, it was recorded in history books:

In the Year of the Rat in the Qiu Ming Dynasty, on the wedding day of the emperor and empress, the Noble Empress fell from a building and passed away in front of all the officials. The emperor was so sad that he retired from court in March and buried his empress in the imperial mausoleum. He was buried in the same coffin a hundred years later.

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End of Ancient Arc.