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Late at night, thunder roared and lightning flashed in the sky, torrential rain poured down.,Li Qianzi cried out in despair, resisting fiercely. The man with the scar roared in anger, his hand gripping her neck tightly, suffocating her.,Nan Gong Yu's eyes turned cold, pointing at Li Qian Zi and roaring: "Li Qian Zi, on your wedding night, you disobeyed wifely duties and slept with other men! You killed your husband, such a shameless wretch. How can our Rui Wang Fu keep someone like you Come here, kill her!"。