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Chapter 41 Floating Life

An autumn rain and a coolness. After the night rain, Lanling City is still shrouded in darkness. The seven killing stars in the sky are dark and half a moon is orange-red.

The rain fell silently, sweeping away the smoke and noise on the road, leaving only lonely footsteps occasionally.

The burly man looked a little depressed. In recent days, he had never seen any woman walking alone on the road. He kept his dogs in the yard. He wanted to cross the wall several times and alarmed his owner. He had never succeeded for half a month.

I had the last time I tasted the sweetness and got the cheap ones. I met a girl on the road and walked up the haystack nearby and lived in the middle of the night.

It seems that Lanling City has no value to stay there. It is better to pack up tomorrow and look for opportunities in cities that are even warmer south. Anyway, by virtue of this body of work, those mediocre people in the imperial court cannot catch them.

Under the cold moonlight, the burly man did not notice that there was anyone walking through the cold night like him.

Passing by the haystack where he was acting last time, the man still remembered the feeling at that time, and couldn't help but feel itchy. At this moment, he saw a long jealous red gauze dress in the distance, and his desire became even stronger.

"It's better to be lucky than to choose luck. God is pitiful. I should be comfortable today!" With a grim smile, the man was lucky, his steps were light and silent as fast as a dragon. He quickly looked towards the slender figure with the shadow of the house cast by the blood-wobbing moonlight.

Run away.

Red as blood, red as the moon.

Somehow, today's moonlight looks particularly weird and terrifying.

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer and closer to the moonlight, the man suddenly felt a little weak in his heart, and he always felt that the breath around him became cold and cold. However, under the layers of light veil as thin as cicada wings, the white and slender

His fingers hooked the man's desire, and he couldn't help but pluck his courage to continue to move forward.

A short red brocade shirt, a half-sleeved shark silk skirt, a long skirt that drags the floor, simply ties up black hair and moves motionless in the sticky air, like a waterfall, like a fairy in the moon.

Just as he was about to pounce forward, the man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and was shocked and panicked.

Then there was the snow fog that was bulging under the desolate moonlight, and several strange red lights flashed lightly, and the burly body fell to the ground.

A piece of red reflects the woman's fair cheeks, indifferent and calm, and transcends the world.

A few hours later, Lanling City's government gate was filled with people watching. A male corpse was hanging upside down on the big drum that was seeking justice, and the ground was filled with blood.

"Xi Shaofu, I found this man lying here early this morning. I just checked the coroner just now. The whole body of the deceased seemed to have been cut by extremely sharp fine blades, and then he was bleeding from the backwards.

Death. I don't know who was so cruel..." Fu Cheng stood beside Xi Shaoyuan with a grievance, with a bitter face. It was the first time he had seen such a bad murder case, and he didn't know that the superior sent to assist in the assistant

Will Master Shaofu blame him for his bad governance of the people?

However, the young young master just shook his head lightly and thought: "No need to investigate, this person should be the flower-picking thief who has been making trouble for a long time. As for the person who killed him - anyway, the court's repeated offenders did not say that he would be worthy of his merits.

It should be God’s sin.”

After saying this, the Man Cheng was confused but did not dare to speak out, so he had to fool someone to collect the body and close the case.

"By the way, the young master of Xi, the refugees have gradually dispersed recently, the city is stable, and the case of the flower-picking thief has been solved again. Are you going to rush back to the palace?"

"Wait a few more days, I still have some private matters to do." Junya smiled Ning He, and the red gold-plated invitation in Xi Shaoyuan's hand shook lightly. Fu Cheng suddenly remembered a marriage that shocked the entire Lanling and even Jiangnan today.

The marriage between Cheng Xiaobai, the only son of the wealthy businessman, and a girl who was harmed by a flower-picking thief.

Needless to say, Cheng Xiaobai has a prominent family background, a strong wealth and a handsome and romantic man. He is one of the most eye-catching four young men, a person who is often discussed in the streets and alleys of Lanling City; the origin of the ruined girl is not simple,

Although he was unable to tie a chicken and had a slightly good appearance, he was not considered to be charming. However, he came out of the seventh-level red pavilion that even the imperial court dared not easily touch it. This alone was enough to cause a sensation.

Fu Cheng knew that the Cheng family's son had a good relationship with the young master, so he cursed and asked if someone needed to be sent to maintain the wedding. Xi Shaoyuan waved his hand and his eyes were clear: "You don't need you, with those two people here, naturally no one dared to do so.

make trouble."

———————————————————————————————————Cheng Mansion is the largest private residence in Lanling City. It has hundreds of servants, a large house, and a pavilion inside and outside.

There are all kinds of terraces and pavilions, but compared to the number of people who came to congratulate today, it is really crowded.

Congratulations were heard endlessly, Cheng Xiaobai was wearing a red groom's uniform and looked rosy. He followed his father Cheng Xiangong and kept responding to the guests. The female guests who were usually very familiar with him were crowded in front of the bride's resting room and chattered constantly, with eyes on her

From time to time, it drifts towards the closed door.

It's so noisy, so noisy...

The festive and lively outside the house failed to break through the desolation and coldness inside. The bride sitting alone in the room looked at the dressing mirror expressionlessly, with resentment in her eyes.

Is she going to suffer in depression in her life by being abandoned by the loved ones, being insulted, and being forced to marry someone she doesn't love? Why, she did nothing wrong but was tortured like this

?But the woman who hurt her and her whole family can enjoy the only one who is favored by that person and laugh at her with hypocritical care?!

Since you have been destroyed, then use this destroyed body and heart to revenge, so that the woman can also taste the loss of love and abandonment, relatives, most loved ones, every name related to the red string,

She wants to tear it apart and bury it!

A silent sneer bloomed on the vermilion lips, charming and charming.

This revenge starts with her husband.

"The bride can come out, and prepare for the church in front of you!" Xi Po knocked on the door hurriedly outside the door, but Yun Yifeng was not in a hurry, and indifferently tidied up the phoenix crown and robe before opening the door.

"Come on! The bride is here!" Covering with a red veil like red blood, he let Xipo play with him and lead him numbly. Someone gently held her hand and gently held it, as if he wanted to give encouragement and comfort.

The palm was always soft and warm, and the force of holding her was always just right, and it would neither hurt her nor lose her, just like his purest innocence.

The person she wants to marry is gentle and kind. Even though her life is miserable, even if she is no longer innocent, she still loves her and protects her like a treasure. Maybe he is the only person in this world who loves her. She is so clean and transparent, and she is by many people.

The handsome young man who protects the dust in his palms is the handsome young man who cannot bear to hurt.

The white fine fingertips gently stroked the back of his hand, indicating that he was calm and peaceful, and under the veil that no one could see, she was still sneering.

Cheng Xiaobai, you are a good person, so good that even the dirtyest woman is willing to love each other sincerely, which is touching. It’s a pity that your blood comes from the same place as her, and everyone related to her will die and suffer.

After suffering, he left in front of her with despair and hatred.

Don’t blame anyone who is cruel and vicious. Just blame you for being Hongxian’s younger brother.

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