Night, black as ink.

On the canopy, the thick clouds rolled, and the atmosphere was deep and heavy, and the people were breathless.

The wind howled in the distance, and the dust on the ground was swept up wantonly, swept at an alarming speed, and then flew off into the distance......

"Dad, let your daughter go, your daughter doesn't want to marry the third prince, Dad, please, just let your daughter go, my daughter and Mr. Zhang are truly in love...... Zhao Feixue cried and knelt on the ground, her clothes were blown up by the wind, making her originally thin body thinner. Calculating the time, she and Zhang Rongde have been away from home for more than half a month, and the divorce period is only three days......

"Truly in love?" Zhao Daqian looked at his proud daughter and stomped his feet angrily, "You are a big girl, you can say such shameless words, since ancient times, marriage has been a major event, but with the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker, how can you be yourself!" His hand trembled and pointed at Zhao Feixue, "What's more, you can marry the royal family and become the princess's concubine, that is your three lives of luck, and you have cultivated blessings in your previous life, I don't want you to be so angry, and you are so entangled with this poor scholar, you are angry with me, you?" ”

"Daddy!" Zhao Feixue knelt and crawled to Zhao Daqian's feet, pulled his gown and cried: "Dad, you let Mr. Zhang go, my daughter knows that she is wrong, and her daughter really knows that she is wrong......"

With a flick of his robe, Zhao Daqian's face was angry, and he looked at Zhang Rongde, who was being pressed to the ground by his subordinates at this time, and asked sharply: "You say, what is the relationship between you and Feixue, you, have you ever had a skin-to-skin relationship?" ”

"Skin-to-skin?" Zhang Rongde reluctantly raised his head, with an obviously incomprehensible look.

"The old man is asking you if you have done anything wrong, you nerd, don't you even understand this?"

"Rong De treats Miss Feixue with sincerity, how could I do such rude things to her before I officially got married! Rongde and Miss Feixue are innocent! Zhang Rongde explained.

"You mean you haven't done anything too much to my daughter so far?" Zhao Daqian obviously didn't believe it.

"Anyway, Rong De is also a scholar, how could he do such a deviant thing to Miss?"

"You still know that you are a reader!" Zhao Daqian sneered at him, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his expression changed instantly, revealing a fierce look, "You actually dare to abduct my daughter!" surnamed Zhang, you don't look at what you are, a poor teacher, not even qualified to carry a night pot for the third prince, but the most ignorant of life and death, who is my daughter, she is the future third princess, is that what you can touch? ”

"Someone! Bring the young lady back to the house, and such people who don't know the etiquette will be beaten to death! ”

"Don't, Daddy, Daddy......"

"Boom-", the sound of thunder was deafening, and then a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and suddenly, the heavy rain poured down from the sky with a majestic momentum, and the raindrops fell mercilessly on people's bodies, as if they could break all the bones.

On the side of the path in Sanyuan Town, the fierce whipping and hysterical crying were also covered by this merciless rain curtain......

On the first day of the first month of March, two days before the wedding, the white silk of the Zhao Mansion hung high, and there was a dead silence.

It is rumored that Miss Zhao attempted to elope with Qingyun and was intercepted by Master Zhao in Sanyuan Town, and Zhang Rongde was killed on the spot. The next day, Zhao Feixue, who couldn't bear to let his beloved go to Huangquan alone, took advantage of the unpreparedness to take the crane top red and martyred gorgeously......

"Martyrdom?"

Lanyue Building, the most famous green building in Kyoto, the light veil is blowing, the man is dressed in a scarlet robe, the placket is ajar, one hand supports his head, leaning on the soft couch, under the closed eyes, the long black and soft hair covers his face like a veil, and the magnetic voice is low and lazy.

"Yes, my lord, your future princess has martyred other men before she even entered the door!" The man in black wore a half-jade mask on his face, standing in the middle of the room, with a respectful attitude, and a stern and teasing tone, "The prince's marriage, the emperor's golden mouth, and the holy decree have also been edicted to the world, and now that the change has been born, what do you plan to do next, prince?" ”

With a slight smile, the wind opened his eyes coldly, and the fragrance in his eyes suddenly flashed, deep as the sea, dazzling as light, and bright as stars.

"How? Compared with this dead woman, the richest man in the storm is more interesting to this king, what do you think he will do next? ”……