"Ah......hh No...... Don't ......"

The silver blade was dripping with blood, "Click...... Click! "The blood fell to the ground, blooming gorgeous and evil red flowers, blooming all the way, like the yellow spring on the other side.

Despair was written on the girl's pale face, "Don't ......"

Bloodthirsty eyes stared at her with a hideous smile on their faces.

Laughing like a poppy, miserable as a poppy.

"Don't ......" The two girls snuggled, their whole bodies trembling.

"Sister...... Sister ...... "She curled up on the ground in fear and sobbed lowly.

"Don't be afraid...... "The older girl hugged the younger girl into her arms and protected her to the death.

The dark shadow is approaching.

A flash of coldness.

The hand rises, and the knife falls.

"Sister-"

She fainted, and the last thing that came into her eyes was a pair of black boots painted with a dark golden lotus flower on them.

"Ahh I woke up suddenly, sweating profusely.

Beads of sweat the size of beans fell, soaking the red mattress.

Looking around, the red that enters the eyes.

Yes, she's married.

He worshipped the church and entered the cave room.

She is already the princess of the East, nominally, the princess of the East.

There was a trace of bitterness in his eyes, and his heart trembled slightly.

Sister......

She had another dream.

That memory has become a lifelong nightmare, in the long night, all the time, entangled.

"Squeak-" The red-lacquered wooden door opened.

A man dressed in a wedding dress and covered in alcohol walked in with a disorderly step.

"Ahem...... Xiuniang ......" He coughed lowly, walked in, opened his narrow phoenix eyes, stared at her carefully, and the blackness in his eyes seemed to imprison her.

For a moment, she was out of breath.

"Xiu Niang......" he deceived himself.

"Lord Wang, you are drunk." Xiuniang held him against him with one hand and stopped his movements.

"Xiuniang?" Nangong Yan was a little confused.

After drinking, his face was flushed with a faint flush, blurry drunken eyes, confused, and a little cute.

"Xiuniang, I'm not drunk...... Xiuniang ......" Nangong Yan hugged her tightly, squinting slightly, "Xiuniang, we finally got married...... It's so nice......"

Xiuniang hung her head, the golden pearl and jade hung in front of her eyes, and the long black eyelashes hung low, covering them, and the color under her eyes could not be seen.

"Xiu Niang......" Nangong Yan buried her head in her neck socket, rubbing slightly, breathing in her air, her breath.

But at this moment, Xiuniang's eyes were cold, a cold light flashed, and suddenly, a silver light appeared in the air.

"Xiuniang, I said, you can't run away, we will be together forever in the future, I will accompany you wherever you want to go......"

His hand was stunned for a moment, and the thin silver needle half-spun in the air, only a millimeter away from the back of his head, and one step closer, one step closer, the silver needle could sink into his brain, until he died.

However, it stopped.

Xiuniang didn't know why she stopped, why, her heart trembled slightly, and her hands couldn't stop shaking.

It seems that if this needle is pricked, she will regret this life.

…… Why? Why?

Didn't she always want to kill him? She's not...... Do you hate him......

"Xiu Niang...... It's nice to have you......"

He was still muttering, but her hands were shaking.

The night was silent, and only his subtle breath came from his ears, spraying on his neck, numb and itchy.

The moonlight poured down like flowing water, reflecting the red light all over the house.

Trembling his eyelashes slightly, he raised his eyes and saw a dark golden lotus embroidered on the red drape.