On the day of the wedding.

The first rays of the morning sun shine through the window.

The noise outside the house woke the dill.

Under the service of the maidservants, Dill put on her wedding dress and sat quietly in front of the mirror.

While listening to the auspicious blessings chanted by the combing grandmother, he calmly looked at himself in the mirror.

The expression on her face was calm and did not have the slightest wave.

It was as if she was not the protagonist of today's grand wedding at all, but just a cold-eyed spectator.

The combing mother was specially found by the imperial concubine Dejia from the people.

It is said that the bride who was combed by this grandmother was married happily and harmoniously after marrying into her husband's family.

In order to please a good omen, Emperor Dejia specially brought her grandmother, who was visiting relatives in her hometown three days ago, back to Yaojing overnight.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired from the journey, or if it's something else.

The comb's hand shook slightly, and the force under her hand actually broke one of the teeth of the comb.

Sharp teeth cut through dill's scalp and stabbed out specks of blood.

Seeing blood before marriage is a great misfortune.

It was the first time that Mama had encountered such a thing, and she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy from Dill repeatedly.

"It's okay," Dill chuckled softly.

The calm and coldness that had been maintained on his face finally cracked a crack, and he finally had a little festive taste.

She looked at herself in the mirror—

Bright eyes and bright teeth, eyebrows.

It is said that getting married is the most beautiful moment in a woman's life.

And so it was.

Dill raised her hand and gently touched the smooth bronze mirror, and the cold touch of her fingertips made her heart tremble.

Such a beautiful day is the best way to end a gorgeous curtain call, isn't it?

...

Wait for the green silk to be correct, and spread ten miles of red makeup.

Dill sat on the luan.

Eight lifted sedan chairs, carved and painted phoenixes.

This is the grace that her father, who loves her the most, has given her.

It was a glory that her mother had never enjoyed when she was named the imperial concubine.

The streets are lined with onlookers.

It seemed to be influenced by this grand and festive atmosphere, and everyone's face was filled with a bright smile.

There was only one person, and his face was indifferent.

The man was dressed in a sackcloth shirt, blending in with the crowd without the slightest sense of presence.

However, in his right hand, hidden in the sleeve of his coat, he held a dagger that was as sharp as clay.

The sedan chair slowly passed in front of everyone, and the breeze gently blew the sedan curtain, gently lifting it.

The corner of the big red hijab was also lifted, revealing half of the bride's delicate face.

Just when everyone was amazed by this rare beauty and let out a sigh.

Suddenly, a figure flew up in the air and rushed towards the sedan chair with lightning speed.

The wooden sedan chair soon fell apart.

The man raised his dagger and stabbed it into the bride's heart.

The change happened too suddenly.

By the time the guards reacted, it was too late.

The dagger had already penetrated deep into his heart, and the blood that flowed out of it stained the red wedding robe a dark red.

Dill clutched her chest, and a large expanse of oozing blood quickly stained her white hands red.

The delicate face gradually lost its blood, and the whole face showed a kind of pale that even rouge could not hide.

His steps became vain and he staggered back two steps.

Eventually, my feet could no longer support my heavier and heavier body.

The body fell heavily to the ground.

*

In front of the Pingliang Shizi Mansion.

It's still full of people, lively and festive.

Na Liang stood in front of the door and looked forward to it, and the eagerness on his face couldn't be hidden.

He was surrounded by people who congratulated him.

Suddenly, the heartbeat suddenly stagnated, and an inexplicable panic surged into my heart.

The panic in my heart is like a tight barbed wire, tightening little by little, strangling the whole heart into a blur of flesh and blood.

Naalene Liang covered his heart, and the sharp pain in his heart made him suffocate a little.

There was a blackness in front of my eyes, and my brain began to dizzy.

For some reason, Na Liang always felt that the breath of death was getting closer and closer to him.

When he got closer, he began to have auditory hallucinations in his ears, as if he could hear the footsteps of the Grim Reaper.

At this moment, a man hurriedly ran over, shouting loudly as he ran: "Oh no, no! ”

With the support of the secret guard, Na Liang barely stabilized his body, forced his mind and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Princess Cheng'an...... She was assassinated in the street! ”

The news was like a bomb dropped in the crowd.

There was a loud bang, and the bomb exploded.

But then, everything was silent, and there was no sound around.

Na Liang violently broke free from the dark guard behind him and rushed out.

Use the fastest speed in your life and exert all your strength.

Soon, he saw her bright red wedding dress and a large area of dark red blood on the ground.

The reds, like the monstrous fire of the Lantern Festival, scorched his eyes.

The line of sight gradually became blurred, and only the blood-colored river remained......

It flows forever and never ends.

Sensing that someone was approaching her, Dill was already breathing weakly, and she tried to reach out to hold something.

However, in the end, he was too weak to do anything.

Na Liang hurriedly reached out and grabbed her blood-stained hand.

Dill squirmed her lips slightly, as if to say something.

Nayry leaned down and brought her ear close to hers.

Her voice was very subtle and subtle, and she said, "Ah Liang, the afterlife...... I'll marry you too, okay? ”

Tears suddenly broke through the defense line of the eyes and burst out of their eyes.

Na Liang wanted to say, I don't want to be in the next life, this life is still very long, don't you leave me alone, okay?

However, his throat seemed to be clogged with a large block of lead, and he choked and could not make a sound.

The temperature in his hands became colder and colder, and the sound of breathing in his ears became weaker and weaker.

Her eyes, which had always shone brightly, became dimmer and dimmer.

Na Liang held her hand tighter.

However, there are some things in this world that are like sand in the palm of your hand.

The tighter you hold it, the more you lose.

He heard his own voice—

Good......

A second before Dill closed her eyes, a system prompt finally sounded in her head-

[Drop, target character opinion +10, current total opinion is 80]

The mission was successfully accomplished.

*

Rewind time to the moment when the sedan chair passed in front of the zero.

Zero clenched the dagger in his hand, his nerves tense.

Even though it was a fake assassination that was about to take place, his heart was beating fast.

It's like having a premonition that something bad is about to happen.

That day, he received a letter from Princess Cheng'an to himself.

In the letter, she asked him to assassinate her at her wedding—

Not a real assassination, of course.

She will put a blood bag and heart goggles on the left side of the heart beforehand.

Although there will be a false appearance of bloodshed, she will not really be fine.

Zero, believe it.

Outcome......

The moment he stabbed the dagger in his hand into her left heart, it felt wrong.

Years of experience as a killer had taught her that his dagger had stabbed real flesh, not heart goggles.

So, with a shake of his hand, the tip of the dagger was a little off.

At that moment, he even forgot the promise in the letter—

As soon as he succeeded, he immediately lit a smoke bomb to remove his camouflage and blend into the crowd.

It was she who reminded him with a sharp look.

In a panic, he didn't pull out the knife that had been stuck in her heart.

Hurriedly lit a smoke bomb and fled.

...

He didn't know why Princess Cheng'an did this.

But none of this has anything to do with him anymore.

In the future, he will no longer be a killer who licks blood on the tip of a knife.

also has its own bonds.

Since then, country fields.

With her, it is the place to be.

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