At the beginning of the Republic of China, on the second day of the lunar month, heavy snowfall.

The bleak white snow wrapped Chang'an City, Jiang Tang, who was dressed in a big red wedding dress, was tied and sent to the Jin Mansion, and worshiped the rooster with red satin around his neck, no eight sedan chairs, no gongs and drums to celebrate, only a red hijab full of frost and snow on his head, and quietly married with her.

The winter night is silent and cold, the bright and lonely moon hangs high in the sky, the front yard of the Jin family is lit up under the moonlight, the guests are full, and the congratulations rise and fall with each other.

In the happy room in the backyard, Jiang Tang sat on the edge of the bed nervously, her face covered with a red hijab, a pair of plain white soft wattles under the wide sleeves were still tied with hemp rope, and her fingers pinched the silk handkerchief.

Squeak –

The door was slowly pushed open, the hard soles of his shoes made a heavy sound against the wooden floor, and a pair of black and shiny military boots broke into view, and he walked step by step, unhurriedly, and every step shook the tip of the heart.

Every time he took a step, Jiang Tang pinched the silk handkerchief tightly, and when he walked in front of her, she was already shaking like a sieve.

"Jin, Jin Shanzong ......"

She shuddered and spat out the name, calling the man in front of her who had been engaged to her since childhood, but she hadn't seen him for ten years, and she had been kidnapped from Gusu three days ago.

The man didn't reply, Jiang Tang was even more worried in his heart, and the handkerchief in his hand was deformed by her.

After being silent for a long time, there was a sudden sound of undressing, the leather belt slowly crossed the buckle, and the crisp sound couldn't help but make Jiang Tang's face white.

Before she could see him, a red patch blindfolded her, and the red hijab tied a knot behind her head, and she was pushed down on the bed by him.

The lips were close to each other, and the light smell of tobacco instantly filled her mouth, mixed with the aroma of alcohol.

The man was muscular, even if Jiang Tang was blindfolded, he could feel his tall and mighty, the buttons of the dress were unbuttoned, the coolness hit, and his lips swept fiercely across her neck and slid to her collarbone.

The wood is already in the boat, even if she doesn't want to do this family business, she has to admit it.

What's more, if her mother's family wants to make a comeback, she must get the help of the Jin family, and she can't retreat from this family.

At the end of the walk, she shuddered and grabbed his powerful forearm, "Why, why don't you let me see what you look like......

With her questioning, he on his body slammed into a plunder.

"Heh......"

She was greeted with a cold sneer.

He breathed in her ear, the coldness wrapped around her neck like a poisonous snake, and the low and compelling voice said unhurriedly, "Don't worry, it's more fun to do this, isn't it......"

I don't know if she was bewitched, or if she was too frightened, she lost her ability to speak and fell silent.

Until the pain spread to her limbs and every cell began to scream, her features tightened in pain, she bit her lip and snorted the first broken sound.

…… But she didn't see him in the end, and in the endless forceful demands, she passed out.

At night to the third watch, like the night sky full of stars, a round of bright moon exudes a cold light, when the prosperity ends, the Jin family compound is silent and bleak, and even the sound of insects can be heard nowhere to hear.

Suddenly, a dull bell rang through the night sky—

In the bed, Jiang Tang was still asleep, someone banged on the door and entered, she couldn't help frowning, and barely opened her sour eyes.

Before she could react, the mother-in-law who broke in grabbed her arm and hurried out.

Poof, she was pressed to her knees.

In the unfamiliar room, men, women and children all stood around the bed, each with grief on their faces, led by a gray-haired old lady dressed in grace and luxury, with a dragon-headed cane, tears in her cloudy eyes.

In the middle of the bed, a man lay quietly.

The man was still young, he looked to be about twenty years old, but he was skinny, his eyes were closed, and his bloodless face had a pale that only a dead man could have, and at first glance he was so frightened that his heart trembled.

Old Mrs. Jin stared at Jiang Tang who was kneeling on the ground, her tearful eyes flashed with hatred, she gritted her teeth, raised the cane in her hand and swung it down at her.

"Useless stuff!"

With a bang, Jiang Tang's back suddenly ached, and his thin body fell to the ground again.

Old Lady Jin stretched out her finger like tree bark and pointed at Jiang Tang, her lips were purple and trembled, "You, you are a mourning star......

Jiang Tang looked at Mrs. Jin with wide eyes, and opened his lips slightly to express his stunned silence.

Next to him, I don't know who choked up and said, "Grandma Grandma, the eldest young master of Shan, Shanzong has gone......"

What the?

Jiang Tang thundered like five thunderbolts, his eyes looked at the person who spoke in shock, and his fingertips couldn't help but tremble.

Old Mrs. Jin pointed to the man on the bed, her fingers were still trembling, and she gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Although Shanzong's body has long been exhausted, it will not be broken!" I thought that letting you in the door would give him Chong Chong Xi, but I didn't expect you to kill him as soon as you came! You, you ......."

Before she could say the ugly words, she swallowed her breath and fell backwards with her hands on her heart.

Everyone was in a mess all of a sudden, some ran out to call Langzhong, some hurriedly pinched people, and some kept calling the old lady's honorific title.

And Jiang Tang, kneeling in the room, her face was pale, and the biting coldness quickly invaded her whole body, and the blood all over her body seemed to be frozen.

Jin Shanzong's body has long run out of oil?

He was sick and died?

How can it be?

If the man on the bed who was as thin as bones and had gone was Jin Shanzong, who was the man who wore military boots in the happy room, robbed her of her innocence, and knocked her unconscious......