Zhou Ke'er was terrified.
She sobbed pitifully, "Master, I'm still young, I really don't want to die!"
Hearing her words, Yu Changfeng's face became even darker.
"So, what you're saying is, I'm old, so I should die, right?"
Madam also angrily chimed in, "Zhou Ke'er! You entered the Yu Family, alive as one of us, and you should be a ghost of our house in death! You want to enjoy riches and honor but don't have the courage to share life and death with the Yu Family?!"
Zhou Ke'er kept crying.
She knew begging for mercy was useless now.
She had little emotional attachment to Yu Changfeng, and she hoped to escape disaster on her own, but likewise, Yu Changfeng had no inclination to show her any pity.
"Since you don't want to die at the hands of another, I'll grant you that."
Yu Changfeng, with a venomous look on his face, slowly stood up and walked towards Zhou Ke'er.
"Although you married me, you have yet to fulfill your duties as a wife!"
