151 The Nightmare of Marriage
Blood, the slowly flowing veins hidden under the white neck, are shouting at the moment for the sanity of a seven or eight-year-old girl with a dagger in hand.
She is an orphan, if it weren't for the kindness of the master to pick her up in the mountains and forests, I'm afraid she would have been a wolf, jackal, tiger and leopard in her infancy.
The smell of blood mixed with the tears of the frightened girl in front of her flew into her cold eyes, she knew that this girl wanted to live, but the master's order must not be disobeyed.
The dagger in her hand was closer to the girl's neck, and with a single light, the girl could be completely freed.
"Feixue, I beg you, for the sake of us all entering the door together, you can let me go, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."
Seven or eight-year-old Feixue's eyes did not move the slightest wave because of the girl's pleading, she was the most proud disciple of the master, and her hands were already covered with blood at the age of seven or eight.
"Senior sister, this is Master's order, you must die."
"I can't stand Master's endless purgatory, she doesn't treat us orphans as human beings at all, Feixue, do you really want to be her murderous tool for the rest of your life? Are you willing?! β
Feixue looked at Senior Sister Chesdiri, with a slight hesitation in her eyes, but just when she hesitated, suddenly a stone flew behind her, directly piercing the center of Senior Sister's eyebrows.
The senior sister died like this.
Feixue was punished by the master with seventy-seven forty-nine lashes because of his hesitation at that moment.
In the days that followed, Feixue grew up a little to the age of thirteen, that was the best age for a girl, and Feixue's appearance became more outstanding, in the process of a mission, she was chased and killed by the enemy because of her miss, and at the moment of life and death, someone reached out to help, rescued her, and hid her in the forest hut, and took care of her.
He is as gentle as jade, he is a showman, and the book on his body is very angry, but he is very kind.
They soon fell in love, but the Master reappeared, and no matter how much she pleaded, the Master finally killed the scholar in front of her.
The master restrained her chin, looked at her godless and empty eyes, and warned sharply: "There are many infatuated women in this world, Feixue, you can't be tempted by anyone. β
From that day on, Master gave her the veil and told her that if any man could lift your veil and see your face, he would be your husband.
After the death of the book, Feixue no longer had any emotion, but became the master's killing tool, and then she climbed up to the clouds step by step and became the guard of the palace.
Until he followed the envoy to the Tianyuan Kingdom and met Situ Qianchen.
He is more arrogant and lonely than her, in the competition on the stage, although she is ruthless, but Situ Qianchen still wins her, the scarf floats down, he is her destined lover.
Feixue thought that Situ Qianchen would refuse to show her love in public, but he didn't expect that he held her hand with a smile and told her softly that she had suffered too much in her life, and next, he would do his best to protect her, love her, and fight for the freedom she wanted.
Feixue couldn't believe it, but she didn't expect Situ Qianchen to set up a wedding banquet and marry her on the second day.
The phoenix crown tassel, the golden step, and the flying snow that took off the veil are now transformed into a bride, but they are extraordinarily radiant.
The sedan chair was outside, she covered the sedan chair, but she couldn't hide the happy smile on her face, she got on the sedan chair with the support of the maid, she could finally get rid of the master's control, and marry a man she could look up to in her life.
Situ Qianchen is in a red robe, with a tall figure, and he is more plump and handsome.
He led her all the way through the courtyard to the top of the wedding hall.
He said that he would love and spoil her for the rest of his life, and he would never live up to her affection.
She smiled, already happy.
Feixue thought that she would be able to get rid of her previous bad luck and live a life without quarrel with Situ Qianchen, but in the end, it was time to come.
Holding her hand, for some reason she suddenly became full of wrinkles, she frowned, and in a hurry, she lifted off Xipa, and saw how the originally handsome husband had become such a dying old man?
Feixue didn't know what was going on, but suddenly she heard a sharp laugh from the high hall, and when Feixue looked back, she saw Master sitting in front of her!
Feixue's heart sank, as if she was terrified.
"My good apprentice, today is your big day, why don't you ask the teacher to see who the man who can remove your veil is?"
Feixue looked at the old man who was holding her hand tightly, and her eyes widened: "It's you, it's you who poisoned it, right?!" β
"Hahaha, I said a long time ago, there are many infatuated women in the world, no one can remove your veil, even if it is removed, the teacher will kill him in front of you again, so as to completely cut off your love roots!"
"No!" Feixue was alone in front of her husband.
"Feixue, he has been poisoned, even if he doesn't do it for the teacher, he won't live for a few hours, instead of living like that, it's better to give him a good time for the teacher!"
"Master, you can't kill him, because my blood is the antidote!" With that, Feixue picked up the broken porcelain piece on the ground, slashed his wrist, and fed the red blood into Situ Qianchen's mouth.
Sure enough, after a while, Situ Qianchen regained his former appearance.
Feixue's tight strings finally loosened, and she hugged him happily, tears and smiles spread on her face together: "Great, great, husband, you are finally ......"
Before the rest of the words could be spoken, Fei Xuexiu's eyebrows furrowed, the warmth and tingling pain in her abdomen made her let go of her arms, she lowered her eyes, and at some point a dagger pierced her abdomen!
She raised her eyes in disbelief and looked at Situ Qianchen who was close at hand, she saved him, why did he ......
The surrounding scenes began to change, except for Situ Qianchen's gloomy face, Feixue gradually couldn't see anything clearly.
When she woke up again, she felt that her whole body was sore, and she was lying on the ground as if she was paralyzed, and only her eyes could move.
The faint blue candlelight made her vision blur to clear, and she saw the blue-cloaked man crouching beside her.
"You're finally awake."
The scene just now was still lingering in front of her, she only felt bad, and asked eagerly, "What about Situ Qianchen?" Where is Situ Qianchen?! β
Baizhu put down the two strands of black hair that had been burned out in his hand, and replied coolly: "The name of the lord is also you can call, I didn't expect that so many things happened to you, I have a little sympathy for you." β
"Who are you? What did you just do to me? Blizzard's eyes widened.
"I didn't do anything, I just tempted you to tell the antidote, but I didn't expect that your body is invulnerable, and your blood is the best antidote, I finally understand, why did your old witch master stay by your side, and you were not allowed to be emotional."
Feixue was surprised, she was in a dream just now, and she couldn't tell whether reality was real or illusory, so she was in a hurry......
The door opened, and Situ Qianchen walked in dressed in red, he looked coldly at Feixue lying on the ground, and then moved his gaze to Baizhu: "Give me the antidote." β
Baizhu handed the antidote that had been collected a long time ago to Situ Qianchen's hand, and the bright red in the transparent bottleneck made Situ Qianchen snort coldly, but he didn't expect that this antidote was actually her own blood.
"Situ Qianchen, you actually used such a despicable method as a witch Gu!"
Situ Qianchen sneered: "If you don't use this method, how can you deceive your antidote?" Blizzard, you're still too naΓ―ve, do you really think I don't have the means to deal with you? β
Feixue was already angry, he was affectionate in the dream, but in reality, he was so unscrupulous to deal with himself, he was also dressed in red, she should have known a long time ago, in addition to Situ Qianchen's affection for Ling Jiantong, how could he look at others differently?
"Lord, now that the antidote has been taken, what should she do?" Baizhu asked.
Situ Qianchen glanced at her, dropped a word and turned to leave.
"Whatever you want, don't let me see her again."
Feixue watched the red figure gradually disappear from sight, for some reason, it was blurred, and there seemed to be a beautiful sound in her ears.
Feixue, there are many infatuated women in this world, so you can't be tempted by anyone.
Master, I was wrong.
In the Seven Kings' Mansion, Ye Zhengbai put Ling Jiantong's hand back into the brocade quilt with a heavy face.
"Big brother, what's wrong with your eyes?"
"She was poisoned, and this poison seems to be specially contrived, and the person who poisoned it must be found to find the antidote."
Mu Jinghong's frowning brows showed an anxious look, Liu Er said just now, it was a girl in white, Liu Er had been by her side and never left, if it was really someone that Eye Er knew, how could Liu Er not know her?
Mu Jinghong suddenly thought of the flying snow he encountered outside Jinyue Palace that day......
At that time, she said to Ling Jiantong leisurely: "My name is Feixue, Miss Ling, you must remember my name." β
She was dressed in white at the time, could she ...... It's her!
"Big brother, I know who the poisoner is, I have to go to the post house of the envoy of the Dixuan Kingdom, help me take care of my eyes, and wait for me to come back."
Mu Jinghong was about to leave after speaking, but at this time, Ling Jiantong, who had been unconscious, coughed a few times, and his eyes slowly opened.
"Third brother, Miss Ling is awake."
Ye Zhengbai got up, Mu Jinghong sat on the edge of the bed, held Ling Jiantong's hand, and suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart: "Eyes." β
Ling Jiantong felt that her whole body was up and down, her limbs were weak, and she was lying on the bed, and even her breathing began to feel much more difficult.
"Jinghong, what's wrong with me?"
"Eyes, is the person you saw today Feixue?"
Ling Jiantong nodded tiredly, and when her eyes inadvertently swept over the bronze mirror, she suddenly saw her old face and her head full of white hair and green silk.
Ling Jiantong was almost startled, her hands touched her face, and her hair, it really turned snow-white.
The stinging pain in the neck is still there, could it be the stitch......