The eighth day of the first month.

Although spring was about to begin, the sky suddenly became cold, the sky was dull, and there were scattered snowflakes.

"This hellish weather is colder than in the lunar month!"

"I'm afraid this snow won't be small!"

Pedestrians on the road complained a few words, tightened their clothes, locked their necks and continued to walk against the cold wind.

Suddenly, a festive gong and drum sounded, attracting the attention of passers-by.

In the distance, a team of bridal gifts tied with red silk came slowly.

The leader was a man who looked like a steward, followed by a matchmaker in red and green.

The dowry line is not long, and you can count it at a glance, and you can count it at a glance.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, it is still very rare to give a dowry, and pedestrians have stopped and whispered.

"Who is in such a hurry to give a dowry gift in the first month?"

The person next to him quipped, "Look at this dowry, which small family it should be, even if people say it, you don't know." ”

A family member who carried the dowry was unhappy, "What a small family, we are the Liao family of Lin'an Mansion, and the master is Lord Liao, the left attendant of the military department!" ”

The people were in an uproar, "Liao's! ”

Intimidated, right? The family members proudly straightened their waists, and their walking posture was also more than that of the ordinary Jia Ding Swen, so he couldn't lose Liao's face!

But I heard all kinds of voices coming, "It turns out that the traitor Liao Gongzi is going to get married!" ”

"The emperor gave you a marriage, marry the eldest lady of the Zhenguo Mansion, oh, now it's the Subo Mansion!"

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"What is the Lin'an Liao clan, the executives and nobles in the capital have grabbed a lot of them! If it weren't for Liao Gongzi's betrayal for glory, we wouldn't know that there was a Liao family in Lin'an Mansion! ”

"Twenty dowry, remove the three livestock, seafood, four Beijing fructose rice tea, and there is nothing left. So shabby...... Miss Wang is probably going to cry. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Hearing this, the family became more and more unpleasant, and the pride suddenly disappeared, and he quickened his pace to shake off those annoying people.

The matchmaker who followed her shook her head.

Mrs. Liao, the mother of the Liao family, didn't want this family affair at all, saying that the eldest lady of the Wang family was a mourning star, which caused Liao Gongzi to miss the scientific examination and the Liao family to fall.

is this dowry, only willing to give these, and the contents of these twenty lifts are also very empty, only an empty shelf. There is not even a person from the main family who gives the dowry, only a steward to take charge, Mrs. Liao has no intention of giving face to the eldest lady of the Wang family.

When the dowry procession entered Subo's Mansion, Mrs. Wang's face sank.

She has not recovered from her illness, but she still supports herself up, she just doesn't want the Liao family to find fault with her mother's family, and she will make Cai Dan angry in the future.

But their Liao clan also deceived people too much!

For the marriage of such a family in the capital, the dowry must be given to thirty-six lifts and one or two thousand taels of silver.

But they, the dowry is only twenty taels, not to mention, and I am afraid that they don't even have fifty taels of silver.

The bride price is only one hundred taels!

There is also the one who is in charge, arrogant, and speaks quite unpleasantly, and that pie is more like a master than a master!

Mrs. Wang didn't come up in one breath and fainted.

Wang Caidan had a cold face and asked his subordinates to carry his mother back to the room.

Although she never thought that this family affair would be successful, and she was indifferent to family affairs, her chest was now full of anger.

This anger has the powerlessness of not being able to get rid of this family business, and the resentment that cannot be relieved after being humiliated.

She didn't use dinner, she just sat in the study and looked out the window in a daze.

A bush of purple bamboo was planted outside her window, and the bamboo shadow was swaying, which was printed on the window paper by the moonlight, which was sparse and elegant.

This bush was planted when she was ten years old, just like the one in the Jin Palace. When she looked at this bamboo, she would think that she liked the same thing as Uncle Seven, and her heart was secretly sweet.

She stretched out her finger and traced the bamboo shadow on the window paper, "Uncle Seventh Emperor, if Han Youning dies, will you be sad?" ”

"He's not going to die."

A heart-piercing voice came from behind him.

Wang Caidan's hand shook, and a hole was poked in the window paper.

She turned her head stiffly, and saw Zhao Chengyuan, dressed in black, standing behind her like a ghost.

The cold around his body is overwhelming, and even his gorgeous eyes are as cold as a cold pool.

Even so, Wang Caidan's heart was suddenly surging with joy and a touch of shyness.

This was the first time she had been in such close contact with the Seventh Emperor Uncle, and it was in her boudoir, and there was no one else.

Wang Caidan looked up at him and muttered, "Seventh Emperor Uncle......

Zhao Chengyuan said expressionlessly, "You Ning won't die, you will die." ”

Wang Caidan was stunned, and Fang reacted to what he said.

She took a sharp step back, and the joy and shyness were swept away, replaced by fear, pain, and disbelief.

"You're here tonight to kill me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because you don't deserve to live."

Although Wang Caidan's heart is full of holes, when he hears him say this sentence in person, he is still heartbroken.

She smiled bitterly, "Just because I said a few days ago that Princess Jin had a miserable end, did the Seventh Emperor Uncle get angry with me?" It's not me who wants to kill her, so why do you kill me? ”

Zhao Chengyuan's dark color was cold, "Your mind is probably more vicious than that person, and keeping you will always be a scourge." ”

There was a chilling killing intent on him, and Wang Caidan knew that King Jin was not here to scare her.

She wants to live, but fortunately, she still has chips in her hands.

"Doesn't the Seventh Emperor Uncle want to know who that person is? You let me go, and I'll tell you the truth. ”

"I don't want to."

Wang Caidan's face changed, and he looked at him in shock, "You...... You got it? ”

Zhao Chengyuan didn't answer, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

Wang Caidan sat down on the chair with a white face, and her only chance to survive was gone.

Zhao Chengyuan's expression was cold, "This king wants your life, you don't have to do it yourself, just let out the wind, you have asserted that Princess Jin's life will not be long, and that person will end your life." But in this way, it is difficult to understand the hatred in the heart of this king. ”

As he spoke, his hand raised slightly, and his eyes stared at Wang Caidan, "This king doesn't need to plan this time, he just follows his heart." ”

Only then did Wang Caidan notice that he was holding a sharp pair of scissors in his hand.

The scissors are exactly what she usually uses to be a female celebrity, and she has always kept them in the needlework basket.

Is Uncle Seven Emperor planning to create the illusion that she committed suicide?

Wang Caidan looked at her in fear, tears instantly welled up in her eyes, "Uncle Seventh Emperor, we grew up together, do you really do it?" ”

Before the words fell, Zhao Chengyuan's wrist moved slightly, and the scissors flew out sharply, hitting Wang Caidan's throat.

Blood spurted out, sprinkling a little red plum on the window paper.

Wang Caidan's eyes were round, blood gushed from his mouth, and the green tendons between his foreheads burst out.

She struggled to raise her hands and gripped the scissors tightly, gurgling in her throat.

Uncle Seventh Emperor, you really can do it.

But I don't want the emperor to suspect you, I hold these scissors myself, and I can't find out anything if I do it, and you will be safe......

Wang Caidan stared at Zhao Chengyuan, hoping to see him a little unbearable before he died.

It's a pity that the man in front of him was colder than the thousand-year-old ice on the snow-capped mountain, and he only stood far away, watching her vitality gradually dissipate.

Wang Caidan couldn't support it anymore, and his eyes slowly closed.

Uncle ...... Seven Emperors

Don't let her be a demon, at the request of the majority of sisters, let Wang Caidan get the lunch box!

Although there are still some plots that will involve her, I'll change it and not affect it. She lived too long, and I was mad myself!

(End of chapter)