The greeting soon arrived at the gate of the General's Mansion.

Leng Wan put on a red hijab, and with the support of Xi Niang, she walked out of the gate of the General's Mansion step by step.

The third prince rode a high-headed horse, his eyes fell on Leng Wan, and a smile appeared on his face.

Leng Wan bent down and sat in the sedan chair.

She reached out and tore off the hijab on her head, her eyes swept around the small sedan chair, and her eyes were slightly cold.

This wedding is destined to be unpleasant.

The sedan chair circled the imperial city, and finally entered the gate of the Three Princes' Mansion.

Before getting out of the sedan chair, Leng Wanfang put on the hijab again, and through the small space under the hijab, she saw the hand of the third prince reaching out towards her.

These hands look white and clean, but they are soaked with blood, and every inch of skin is stained with human life.

Leng Wan lowered her eyes and slowly put her hand up.

There were congratulatory voices around, all praising this golden and jade relationship.

Only the coldness under the hijab, a sarcastic smile flashed at the corner of her lips.

After worshipping the high hall, Leng Wan entered the cave room with the support of Xi Niang.

As soon as she entered, Leng Wan lifted her hijab, her beautiful eyes frowning slightly.

"You go out first."

A touch of disapproval flashed on Xi Niang's face, and there was a little dissatisfaction in her cold eyes, but there was a smile on her face.

"The bridegroom hasn't come in yet, how can he take off the hijab, it's unlucky!"

Leng Wan didn't take care of Xi Niang at all, she got up from the bed, walked to the table and sat down.

"I'll let you go out first."

Xi Niang still wanted to speak, but was swept away by Leng Wan's eyes, so she could only compromise helplessly.

After everyone left, Leng Wan was the only one left in the room.

The slender fingers held up the acacia wine on the side, and a touch of coldness flashed in his cold eyes.

She took out a white porcelain bottle containing poison from her cuff and poured it into the acacia without blinking.

After doing all this, Leng Wan shook the flask lightly, and sat back on the bed quietly.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

It was already halfway through the night, and there was finally movement outside the room.

The drunken third prince walked in with the support of his subordinates.

Leng Wan sat quietly on the bed and smelled the constant smell of wine beside her.

She resisted the rejection in her heart.

The third prince raised his hand and retreated.

He raised his hand and lifted Leng Wan's hijab with gentle movements. Seeing the haunting face under the hijab, the smile in his eyes was a little more.

Leng Wan looked up at the third prince, and her clear eyes reflected the man's lustful face.

The third prince leaned over and wanted to drop a kiss on Leng Wan's face.

Leng Wan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she turned her head to dodge.

She stood up and handed the poured acacia wine to the third prince.

"Your Highness, according to the rules, you should drink the Hehuan wine first."

The third prince was a little drunk, and his cold voice was as soft as a warm breeze, making him want to immerse himself in it.

He hooked the corner of his lips, reached out and took the glass, and drank it up.

Spring night is short, and it should not be wasted on useless things.

Leng Wan watched the third prince drink the wine and tore off the disguise.

The Third Prince didn't notice anything wrong.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Leng Wan into his arms, but was dodged by the other party again.

"What do you mean?"

He is not a good-tempered person, and now that people have entered his mansion, naturally there is no need to have too many scruples.

Leng Wan looked at the third prince coldly, took a step back, and widened the distance between the two.

"Fu Jiulan, how many hands and feet did you do in it?"

Leng Wan asked bluntly, her eyes were like a sharp sword, tearing through the surface of peace.

The third prince was stunned for a second, and then he reacted and said coldly

Something.

"It's our wedding night, and you're mentioning another man?"

Leng Wan pressed step by step, "You and Jiangnan Thorn Shi jointly framed Fu Jiulan, all of them are facts."

Leng Wan's gaze was extremely cold, as if it was pure cold light.

The third prince was stabbed by her gaze and couldn't help but sneer.

"You are already married to me, what does it have to do with you whether Fu Jiulan is dead or alive?"

The third prince no longer pretended, and Leng Wan's heart was clear.

"This is not the reason for you to harm others, Fu Jiulan has no grievances with you, why do you want to harm his life?"

Life and death are unknown to Fu Jiulan, and the person who did the wrong thing is the third prince, why can he still stand here with confidence.

"Because he covets my woman, of course."

The third prince stepped forward and narrowed the distance between him and Leng Wan, and a flash of frenzy flashed on his face.

"It's because I like you that I do these things. If you and Fu Jiulan are innocent, why should I ask for his life."

Leng Wan didn't believe a word of these words of the third prince.

She sneered, her eyes sarcastic.

"You're just for the rights of the General's Palace, there's no need to be so high-sounding."

"If the third prince really likes me, how can he forcibly ask for marriage against my wishes."

All he did was just putting a shell on himself.

Seeing that it was punctured, the three princes looked dark.

"Leng Wan, do you know what you're talking about?"

If she obediently marries herself, and An An will be a concubine of the third prince in the future, he can still keep her alive and not blame the past.

Leng Wan saw the threat in the expression of the third prince.

She took a step back, mentally calculating the time.

"Of course I do."

Leng Wan said word by word, loudly.

"I don't care about marrying someone like you, and today's move is just for the sake of a truth."

"Yes, very good!"

The third prince's voice suddenly became cold, and with three points of drunkenness, he stretched out his hand to Leng Wan.

"In that case, then I will leave you alone."

Leng Wan flexibly dodged sideways, looking at the third prince as if she was looking at a corpse.

"Are you trying to kill people now? On the wedding night, the bride died tragically in the room, and if this matter spreads, the third prince is afraid that his reputation will be lost."

At the same time as Leng Wan's words fell, an unbridled smile flashed on the face of the third prince.

He clapped his palms, "Entering my prince's mansion, whether you are dead or alive is just a matter of my words, Leng Wan, do you think that the matter is still up to you?"

There were no weapons in the new room, and after the third prince looked around, Chong Lengwan stretched out his hand, and he wanted to strangle the other party directly.

Leng Wan didn't hurry to dodge, a drunk person didn't even act in order, why should she be afraid.

Seeing that the third prince was about to touch the corner of Leng Wan's clothes, she suddenly stopped.

The third prince's eyes lit up, but his body went limp in an instant.

He sat down on the ground, a little panicked on his face.

"What did you do to me?"

Leng Wan looked down at the three princes who looked like dead dogs.

The wind blew through her forehead, and her eyes were full of slaughter.

"On Huangquan Road, the third prince will go and be Fu Jiulan's company."