Today is the day when Jian Wenqing and Feng Liqing get married, and Feijian Villa is bustling with activity.
Seeing that the wedding ceremony had already begun, as Jian Wenqing's sister, Jian Wenxin was still nowhere to be seen.
"Wen Xin has become more and more outrageous recently. Wu Hen, go find your sister."
Jian Wuhen nodded and went to Wenxin Xiaozhu to find Jian Wenxin.
At this time, Zhong Liyue was in the bride Jian Wenqing's room, dressing up with her, chatting with her, and letting her relax.
"Is it also so troublesome when Ah Yue gets married???"
Jian Wenqing's hijab has not yet been covered, and the bright red wedding robe suits her better than the previous red outfits. It makes her skin as white as snow, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright, her beauty is extraordinary and moving, and her gorgeous face seems to be burning.
The flame of life makes people dare not look directly at it.
"Yes... getting married is a very serious matter, so it should be a little more complicated."
Jian Wenqing thought for a while, then reached out and stroked his cheek:
"Ayue, tell me, would Brother Feng like me looking like this??? In fact, I noticed Brother Feng as soon as he came to Feijian Villa. Fenglin and his party admired him even more for his erudition.
At that time, I was thinking, how great it would be if I could marry him...
Unexpectedly, God took pity on me because of my sincerity, and by some strange combination of circumstances, my sister gave up the martial arts contest to find a bride, and I got my wish."
Zhong Liyue looked at her obsessed expression and sighed slightly:
"Qingqing, love is not everything for women. People should live a more self-sufficient life. If you love too much, you will lose many equal rights."
Jian Wenqing looked at Zhong Liyue in confusion, not understanding the meaning of her words, but still nodded:
"Although I don't understand it very well, I will remember Ah Yue's words. Speaking of which -"
Jian Wenqing excitedly held Zhong Liyue's hand:
"Ah Yue, you witnessed my love and my marriage with your own eyes...it's great, hehe."
At the same moment, Jian Wuhen knocked on the door of Wenxin Xiaozhu.
Qiu Bi heard the noise and immediately opened the door. When she saw it was Jian Wuhen, she immediately saluted:
"Hello, Second Young Master."
Jian Wuhen's eyes couldn't help but look inside:
"Where is my eldest sister?"
Qiu Bi turned pale and lowered her head:
"Last night, the lady lost her temper and said she didn't want anyone to disturb her. Today, I waited outside the lady's door for a long time and didn't see the lady get up..."
As Jian Wuhen listened, his handsome eyebrows gradually wrinkled:
"Is the eldest sister still angry about what happened yesterday? Go and wake her up quickly. Third sister's wedding is about to begin. She has to attend."
Qiubi's face was still aching from being beaten by Jian Wenxin yesterday. She bit her lower lip and said:
"yes."
Jian Wuhen stood with his hands behind his back:
"Go and call her, I'll wait for you here."
Hearing Jian Wuhen say he would wait for them here, Qiu Bi's heart immediately jumped up. With Jian Wuhen here, even if Jian Wenxin lost his temper, he would not embarrass her too much.
Qiu Bi came to Jianwen's heart, stretched out her hand to lift up her sleeves, and knocked lightly on the door:
"Miss? Miss, are you up???"
After knocking for a long time but no one answered, Qiu Bi turned around and looked at Jian Wuhen helplessly.
Jian Wuhen's eyebrows twisted tightly:
"Go in and take a look."
Qiubi nodded wordlessly and opened the door.
Because the door and windows were closed before, the light in the room was very dark. For some reason, Qiu Bi felt a cool breeze when she entered.
She looked inside the room and found that the bed curtains were hanging low - it seemed that Jian Wenxin really hadn't gotten up yet.
She lifted the bed curtain and saw Jian Wenxin lying sideways on the bed, so she tentatively reached out and pushed Jian Wenxin:
"Miss? Miss?"
Unexpectedly, as she moved, the quilt on Jian Wenxin's body slipped down, revealing her bare skin with bruises.
"hiss---"
Qiu Bi gasped, and the corners of her eyes twitched rapidly. She carefully turned over Jian Wenxin's face, and found that the face had no expression at all, and was filled with a strange dark green color.
"ah-----"
Tremblingly, she placed her hand on Jian Wenxin's nose. Qiubi, who couldn't feel the slightest breath, finally screamed, and she fainted with a pale face from fright.
Jian Wuhen outside the door heard Qiu Bi's scream and immediately flew in:
"What happened???"
However, what he saw was Qiubi passed out beside the bed, and the slightly undulating bed curtain hanging down.
He immediately stretched out his hand to lift the bed curtains, saw what Qiu Bi had seen before, and took a deep breath.
Then he rushed out madly:
"Dad...Dad...eldest sister, eldest sister, she...has an accident."
Jian Wenxin is dead!!!
And he died after being raped.
What a huge scandal this is. Feijian Villa's status in the world is very extraordinary. Jian Wenxin has been frequently involved in scandals recently, which has caused many guests to look askance at Jian Wenxin.
It was even more sad to see her die this time.
The wedding between Jian Wenqing and Feng Liqing was stopped. Jian Wenqing rushed to Jian Wenxin's side, crying heartbrokenly. Feng Liqing at the side coaxed her very gently.
Murong Mingyue's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she was obviously very sad.
Even Zhong Liyue felt like her heart was clogged:
"Actually, Jian Wenxin is just too paranoid. She is not a treacherous and evil person, so she would not die in such a humiliating way."
Situ Liufeng reached out and touched her shoulders:
"You will reap what you sow. You don't have to feel sad for her. If you can't get love, death may be the best choice for her."
Situ Liuyun, on the other hand, stood aside as if it had nothing to do with him, without saying a word.
Jian Wuya, the owner of Feijian Villa, was completely occupied by sadness and anger:
"Palace Master Situ, I know that my daughter is not very friendly to you, but this is Feijian Villa after all. No matter how serious her fault is, you should not abuse and kill my daughter like this in front of our parents..."
Thinking of Jian Wenxin's lifeless body and being covered with typhoid fever, Jian Wuya felt extremely hateful in his heart.
No matter Yunyugong or not, he must seek an explanation for his daughter.
Zhong Liyue was slightly surprised by Jian Wuya's words:
"What Master Jian Manor means...is that he suspects that Miss Wen Xin's death is related to Liu Yun Liu Feng???"
After saying this, she immediately denied:
"Impossible, they don't even bother to do it."
Jian Wuya knew Zhong Liyue and knew that she was the person his daughter hated when she was alive. A gloomy look flashed across his face:
"Now in Feijian Villa, the only people who have a problem with Wen Xin are you."
Situ Liufeng had a charming and enchanting smile on his face, and his lips curved in an extremely evil way:
"How can my eldest brother and I like that kind of woman? If we really want to kill her, we will kill her with one blow, so we won't waste our efforts trying to fall in love with her."
"You...what did you say???"
For the first time, Jian Wuya experienced Situ Liufeng's bad temper and penchant for poisonous tongue. He was so humiliated by Situ Liufeng's words that he almost fainted.
"I'm just discussing the matter. Master Jianzhuang, don't think too much."
“Too much bullying!!!”
Jian Wuya gasped for air:
"No matter what, you must give an explanation to Wen Xin."
At this time, Situ Liuyun, who had been standing quietly aside, silent and cold as ice, suddenly spoke:
"How do you want us to explain? A life for a life??? We dare to give you our own lives, how dare you???"
"I..."
Jian Wuya once again had nothing to say.
Yes, Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng's identity was extraordinary. Even if they dared to give their lives to him, he would not dare to accept it.
"You should at least marry Wen Xin and give her a status. Don't let her die in such humiliation without a name or status."
"Haha, the Master of the Sword Manor has done a good job... He wants me to marry a dead woman, or a dead woman who has been defiled by others. Doesn't this mean that everyone in the world will know that our two brothers have been defiled by others?
Wearing a cuckold???"
"I'm not interested in dead people."
Situ Liufeng and Situ Liuyun opened their mouths to express their attitude to Jian Wuya.
Jian Wuya clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely angry in his heart:
"Feijian Villa cannot shake Yunyu Palace, but if you don't avenge the murder of your daughter, you won't be a human being. From then on, Feijian Villa and Yunyu Palace broke up.
In order to prevent others from saying that I bullied the younger generation, you should leave. When you leave Fengling City, I will start to avenge my daughter."
"father?"
Jian Wenqing, who was lying on Jian Wenxin and crying, suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhong Liyue, and then at his father.
"The matter hasn't been clarified yet, we can't..."
"That's right, Dad, don't be so impulsive."
Jian Wuhen was also nervous. He looked at Murong Mingyue anxiously, not wanting to become her enemy.
Murong Mingyue also looked at her two brothers pleadingly, hoping that they could forgive Jian Wuya's impulsiveness for her sake.