The capital of the Great Yasukuni in April.

The sky was dark, the clouds were oppressive, the wind suddenly rose, and the torrential rain poured down.

The entrance to the vegetable market was quiet, only the strong smell of gagging blood, reminding people of what had happened here just now.

Mu Ci knelt straight, watching the blood on the stage mixed with the rain swim away, like a thick and colorful painting, and she could no longer see any color in her eyes.

The light summer clothes were quickly wet, and they stuck to the body obediently, lining the already slender body, and it became more and more clever.

She kept her eyes open, always looking at the decapitation table.

Just now, sixty members of their Mu family died, except for her, who was exonerated by marrying outside, and her brother Mu Qi, who was thousands of miles away, the others were all here.

She watched her father die without turning a blind eye, watched her mother cry silently all night, and watched her young and ignorant sister let out a terrible cry of horror.

Seeing that their Mu family was full of loyalty, they were accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and they were nailed to the pillar of shame in Dajing forever.

Sitting on the platform of the prison is the husband who grinds with her day and night, paints her eyebrows and hairpins, and raises eyebrows with her.

He was dressed in an inky robe, his expression was pale and he looked at her across the crowd.

They were once the most intimate, but this moment is the most distant.

Mu Ci closed her eyes, her thin body shook, and her whole body fell to the side, and the ground was covered with rain mixed with blood and water, which instantly stained her plain clothes.

Wang Si drank a little too much wine in the afternoon, and staggered home, but when he passed by the vegetable market, he saw Mu Ci lying on the ground.

With her eyes closed and her clothes wet, she showed her delicate figure, even if she was lying in blood, it was difficult to hide her beauty.

Wang Si swallowed his saliva, his eyes were shining, and the closer he walked, the more he could feel the wine he had drunk before, and he kept going to his lower abdomen, urging him to have a dry mouth.

"In such weather, why is the little lady lying here?" Wang Si's face was obscene.

Mu Ci closed his eyes and did not answer.

Wang Si probed under her nose and saw that although the breath was weak, the person was indeed alive, and he became more and more bold: "Is the little lady uncomfortable?" Do you want my brother to take you to the doctor? ”

Wang Si said, reaching out to touch Mu Ci's face, the warm and soft skin stimulated him to tremble, and his body became hotter and hotter.

Mu Ci suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him fixedly, still silent.

Wang Si was a little hairy by her staring, and when she looked down, her heart became more and more itchy, so she was heartbroken, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, little lady, follow my brother, and my brother will treat you well in the future." ”

After that, he went to strip Mu Ci of his clothes.

The cover was halfway undone, revealing her round shoulders and the skin on her chest, white glowing and her tentacles warming up in the gloomy weather.

Wang Si is usually just the last person in this imperial city, and even the five and three rough daughters of the butcher Zhang on the street are disgusted, seeing this, his eyes are flushed with scarlet, and his hands tremble with excitement.

Just about to untie his belly pocket, he was kicked away by someone, and the whole person flew out several meters away.

Before he could get up, he had a knife on his neck.

Wang Si looked up and saw a handsome man with a grim face like the king of Hades untied his robe, leaned over gently, and hugged Mu Ci lying on the ground after being wrapped in an airtight airtight wind.

Even through the rain curtain, he could feel that when the man swept over, ice was quenched in his sight, and the frightened Wang Si immediately collapsed to the ground.

Mu Ci did not resist either, and from her point of view, she could see the man's resolute side face, taut jaw line, and thin lips tightly pursed.

My mother said that people with thin lips are the most ruthless.

She didn't believe it before.

Now—

"Murong Lie, what are you going to do with me, the remnant of the Mu family?"