In the palace of Prince Chen of Dongqi, big red lanterns and silks are hung high, showing the festivity in the palace.
In contrast to the festive mood, a maidservant holding a lantern hurriedly walked in the courtyard of the palace, stopping everyone and asking, "Have you seen the princess?"
The answer was the same: “No”.
The maid was not discouraged after hearing this and continued to search forward...
It was a dark and windy night. A pair of muddy hands slowly climbed up the mouth of the stone well. After a moment, a black figure with moss on its head lay beside the well, gasping for breath.
Her head hurt so badly that she wanted to curse.
She stood up and staggered forward, rubbing her head and shaking it from time to time.
There was a festive and lively atmosphere in the front yard with people drinking wedding wine, and there was no one patrolling or guarding the backyard, so she staggered all the way to the door of the bridal chamber without any hindrance.
There was a big red wedding character on the carved door frame, and the candlelight shining through the window frame made her face look as pale as a ghost.
Her round eyes were filled with confusion. She scratched her head, gasped, and picked off the moss from her head and threw it on the ground.
A woman's soft laughter came from the room, "My Lord, tonight is our wedding night. I am very happy. Are you... happy?"
The man did not answer. He half-raised his body and looked at the woman in his arms who had turned into a pool of spring water. Looking at her eyes blurred by lust and her rosy cheeks, he blew out a breath and laughed softly.
His voice was like a breeze blowing in a woman's ears, and his smile was so sexy and charming.
The woman pouted, her tone complaining and coquettish, "Chen... why don't you speak?"
The man chuckled, his eyes moving, that smile intoxicated the whole couch, and a gentle and magnetic voice rang out: "You are very beautiful tonight, I just want to take a closer look at you..."
The woman stroked the man's cheek with her fingers and said affectionately, "My Lord, I can't bear the way you look at me so affectionately!"
The dark shadow hiding at the door and eavesdropping seemed to be numb by these words. He shuddered for unknown reason, and the door he was leaning against suddenly creaked.
The sound broke the ambiguity in the room.
The figure at the door flashed, and then she lost her strength and rolled into the room...
Damn it, why was the door not locked? She was just eavesdropping, how did she fall in
The room was dead silent, and then a woman's sharp scream and a man's magnetic and slightly unhappy shout echoed in the air: "Who? Come here, there's an assassin!"
She rolled over on the ground and waved her hands, saying, "Not an assassin, not an assassin, it's just a misunderstanding!"
Ji Yuqing quickly wrapped herself with the quilt, but still couldn't help sticking her head out to check on the unlucky guy who rolled into the house. It was unlikely that he was an assassin. How could there be such a stupid assassin that he couldn't even hide his own figure
The man was covered in dust and looked extremely disheveled. His fair face was covered by messy seaweed-like hair, leaving only a pair of black eyes exposed. He looked like a ghost.
Xiao Yichen had already stood up and pulled out the sword from the wooden stand beside the bed. The silver light cut through the sky and stabbed straight towards the person on the ground.
Ji Yuqing, who was sitting on the bed, was pale and screamed, "Your Highness, tonight is our wedding day, we should not see blood!"
She didn't want to see the horrific scene of blood splattered on such a beautiful night and with such a beautiful view. She would have nightmares.
This sentence seemed to remind Xiao Yichen. He retracted the strength in his hand and placed the sword directly on the man's shoulder, forcing him to raise his head.
The man against whom the sword was pointed slowly raised his head, and his sharp eyes swept over the man in red wedding gown in front of him. Then he turned to look at Ji Yuqing, who was wrapped in a quilt on the bed with a pale face. The chaotic scene in his mind gradually became clear.
Countless images flashed through her mind like a rewind, and she recognized the two people in front of her, her sister Ji Yuqing and her husband Xiao Yichen.
(End of this chapter)