53 years of the Niwa Dynasty.

The snow was falling, the weather was freezing, and the flags of the roadside restaurants were whirring in the fierce cold wind.

The white snow covered the earth, but it couldn't cover the ten miles of red makeup.

Feng Qiuyin, the general of the Niwa Dynasty, is going to marry Murong Wanqing, the daughter of the squire of the military department, the emperor gave the marriage, and the queen mother protected the media, which can be described as a talented and beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.

The welcoming team played and sang all the way, lively and joyful.

At the front of the procession, a tall man sat on a group of brown-red horses, with a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold hand; dark and deep eyes, glowing with a charming color; The thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape all show nobility and elegance.

He is today's protagonist, the general of the Niwa Dynasty, and he is also the first beautiful man in the entire dynasty, everyone knows him, he is wearing a red robe, and there is a flower on his chest, but his eyes are very cold, as if this ice and snow can't withstand the cold light in his eyes.

In the middle of the procession, a big red sedan chair was carefully carried by four sedan chair drivers, and in this sedan chair, Murong Wanqing sat quietly like this, without saying a word, and a red and dazzling hijab covered her peerless face.

As we all know, Murong Wanqing, the daughter of the squire of the military department, has read poetry and books since she was a child, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and is extremely intelligent, with the ability to never forget, and her temperament is even more gentle and polite, and humble as jade. A beautiful woman like her is rightfully a lovely person in the minds of all young men.

A pair of dragon and phoenix red candles burned quietly over a joyful room, and the lilac glass bead curtain reflected the rippling candlelight.

Murong Wanqing sat on the carved bed, looking down at the dazzling red in front of her, but she was not happy at all.

Shuang'er on the side saw it in her eyes, hurt in her heart, but she didn't dare to do anything, she couldn't do anything, she was Murong Wanqing's dowry maid, her parents died and became orphans since she was a child, and she was ruthlessly sold to Murong's family in order to repay her gambling uncle's debts, but, she has a young lady who loves her and loves her, I thought that the young lady's wedding was a happy event, but I didn't want to be almost wiped out on the eve of the wedding, except for her and the young lady, none of the thirty-six people in the house were spared.

Helplessly, there is no evidence, and the emperor can only rumor that it was the enemy of the rivers and lakes, but it is over, and so far, he has not been able to find out the truth.

Sure enough, the disaster did not go alone, and the news of the disaster spread quickly, and the whole country was in an uproar, and Wanqing was also slandered as a terrible woman who was a father and brother for a while. The daughter of the squire, the world's talented woman, has plummeted at this time, and has become a bad star for everyone to go away.

It's just that he is still willing to marry, which she didn't expect.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the door to the room slammed open, and with it was the biting cold wind.

Wanqing couldn't help but shudder, listening to the sound of steady footsteps at the door, her heart couldn't help but beat with the footsteps.

He came, it was his husband, Wanqing clenched his hands tightly into fists on his legs, and his beautiful face under the hijab was also flushed.

They have never met, nor have they understood each other, just because the wife of the General's Mansion had a relationship with Wanqing, and since then she has been deeply in love with her, saying anything, she also wants to be her granddaughter-in-law, but she didn't expect that the Shilang Mansion suffered a catastrophe, so that she could not marry happily.

With a wave of her big hand, Feng Qiuyin smiled slightly. I saw Shuang'er leaning over slightly and retreating, and before leaving, he closed the door of the room very considerately.

As soon as the hijab was lifted, Wanqing's eyes lit up, a peerless face came into her eyes, her beautiful lips were slightly hooked, with a seductive smile, and a pair of charming phoenix eyes were even more fascinating.

Wanqing immediately lowered her head, and her pretty face blushed even more.

"My lady, let's have a drink."

His voice is touching, like a glass full of wine, with a strong aroma that is intoxicating.

"Yes." Wanqing nodded obediently, gently took the wine glass, slowly interlaced her arms, and drank it all.

"Madam, this glass of wine is a toast to you, and I wish the lives of the thirty-six people in the Shilang Mansion to go to Huangquan together on the eve of your and my wedding, and go on the road with peace of mind."

Sticking to her ear, the evil voice is not big or small, gentle and beautiful, like a pleasant tune.

"What did you say?" Her black and white apricot eyes were full of surprise.

What is he talking about, today is the wedding night, how can he say these unlucky words, could it be that she heard it wrong?

"What's wrong? Don't understand? He smiled and approached her, his smile even more evil, "You won't forget these phoenix eyes that day and night, right?" Covering her face with one hand, a pair of phoenix eyes were exposed to the pale yellow moonlight, just as she had seen that night, and the cold eyes of Sen Leng flickered with a bleak cold light.

"It's you, it's you? For what? Why are you doing this? She looked at him in amazement, her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttering slightly, she didn't expect that the person who killed her whole family and humiliated her was actually her husband.

"Ling Zun collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, the evidence is ironclad, and this general is just acting on orders." There was a weird smile on his beautiful face, and it was indeed a bolt from the blue for Wanqing.

His voice was cold and cruel, and her chest hurt as if it had been cut alive......

"But don't worry, madam, although the Murong clan was secretly executed for treason, you will be fine, madam, because tomorrow everyone in the world will know that the general and the husband of the Dao will kill their relatives righteously, and everything is in the interests of the country......"

His meaning couldn't be clearer, he wanted the Murong clan to think that she had betrayed them and made her a sinner in the family...... Even though her family members have died, she is still condemned by her conscience.

No, how could he do this to her, what the hell is this for?

There is no longer any fun in living, Murong Wanqing smiled faintly, suddenly got up and crashed into the corner.

"Want to die? It's not that easy. He grabbed her and sneered, "My lady, you have to live well, otherwise, it will be your personal maid who will enjoy the torture of General Ben." ”

No! At this time, he was so terrifying, like a blood-eating demon.

What is he going to do to himself? What are you going to do with Shuang'er? No, absolutely not! Shuang'er is her only relative in the Murong family, and she must not let Shuang'er be hurt in the slightest.

"I beg you, don't hurt Shuang'er, let me bear your torment." Looking directly at him, Wanqing said beggingly, but after all, he fainted as soon as it was dark.