Rebirth: Splendid Wedding

Chapter 1
Beiyue dynasty, Daxing 17th year, winter.

On the mountain covered with deep clouds and mist, the wind is bitter.

Although there is sunlight, the temperature cannot resist the coldness of the air, and even the hot air exhaled will condense into ice in an instant.

The surrounding area is very quiet, only the cold wind howling, rolling up the dry fallen leaves and sand on the ground, as well as the rustling sound of leaves slightly moving.

In the cold air, there was a smell of blood. On the edge of the cliff, two slender figures faced each other.

The wind blows their robes, and the dark and soft hair like butterfly wings dances behind them with the cold wind.

The slender figure among them is a woman, with a delicate and pale face, and a pair of empty and sad eyes. She is staring closely at the man in front of her. Those eyes...shock and disbelief are filled with empty sorrow and despair, And there was a long sword stuck in her left shoulder, and the bright red blood stained her clothes red.

The man standing opposite her was holding the hilt of his sword in his right hand, his face was frosty, his eyes were cold, only the faintly bulging temples revealed his emotions at the moment.

"Why?" she asked.

He told her cruelly, "In a world where the weak prey on the strong, the loser must bear this kind of ending."

loser?It turned out that in his eyes, she was a loser.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she let out a small smile, self-deprecating and bitter.The man in front of her is the man she loves the most in this life. Two days ago, they were cuddling each other sweetly, with a deep affection, but at this moment, he told her that she was a loser, and his words were more cruel than his sword. It wasn't her shoulder blades that hurt, but her heart!
"If you can hand over the booklet, I will save your life." The man narrowed his sharp eyes, and his indifferent tone was without warmth.

Hearing the word "survival", the woman raised her head and laughed, and sarcasm trembled from her bloodless lips: "survive? What irony, will you give me my life? If you care about my life, at this moment your sword... You won't stab me here..." She held the blade of the sword on her left shoulder, and the tears she held back swirled in her eyes, blurring her vision.

That night he broke into her house with the imperial guards, and personally arrested her family members in the name of treason, and she escaped with her nephew.It's just that she didn't understand why overnight, her uncle and elder brother, who had always been loyal to the court, became traitors and conspirators?
Therefore, she invited him here with his sincerity of loving her, and only hoped that he could give herself an answer. She didn't believe that the man she loved the most would put her to death. There must be some misunderstanding.But when she saw him besieging her with the group of imperial guards behind him, she realized that all the sweetness in the past was fake.

She just made a small resistance, and he led his men, pressing her step by step, pushing her to the edge of the cliff, but his sword pierced her shoulder blade mercilessly.

However, the physical pain was far less than the pain his betrayal gave her!

His deceit, his betrayal, made her lose her family, her uncle who loved her like a daughter, and her beloved brother. She would rather die than die. Who gave this pain?Seeing the heads of her closest relatives fell to the ground, but she was unable to save them. Who gave this kind of heart-wrenching pain?

Will the person who gave her such pain give her life?

I remember that not long ago, I accidentally injured my finger because of carving a puppet. He happened to see him, and he tore off the expensive clothes on his body to bandage her wound without hesitation. The palace asked the empress dowager for a bottle of pearl jade dew ointment, which can make the wound leave no scars. It was a treasure that the Western Regions paid tribute to the empress dowager before the beginning of the year.

(End of this chapter)