Shen Wanyue knew that Yang Li was serious. This man had practiced martial arts all year round and had strong hands. She was no match for him.
If he were to take him back, I'm afraid he would never have a chance again.
She suddenly had an idea, stretched out her arms and hugged Yang Li's waist, crying and saying: "Mr. Yang, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you, even if I am willing to be your concubine, please help me."
Yang Li was hugged by her, and his body suddenly trembled slightly.
Shen Wanyue was naturally weak and lovely, and no man would not be tempted by a woman like her, especially someone like Yang Li who had not touched a woman for more than half a month.
He turned around and looked at Shen Wanyue in front of him, and reached out to hook her chin. This princess's reputation in the capital was very poor, and she was no longer perfect.
Since she took the initiative to send her up, how could he refuse? But it was impossible to let her go. It wouldn't be a bad idea to tie her up and send her to Mobei when he was done enjoying it.
Yang Li raised an evil smile on his lips, then picked up Shen Wanyue and carried her into the woods not far away.
Soon there were sounds in the forest.
Shen Wanyue knew that this was her only chance. She was so enthusiastic and proactive that she almost lost Yang Li's soul. Soon Yang Li relaxed his vigilance and immersed himself in it.
At this moment, Shen Wanyue suddenly pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed it into Yang Li's neck.
Yang Li's eyes widened and he looked at Shen Wanyue's face stained with his blood. He looked ferocious and stretched out his hand to strangle Shen Wanyue's neck: "Bitch."
After all, he is a martial arts practitioner, and he can react very quickly even when he is about to die.
Shen Wanyue endured the pain on her neck. She pulled out the hairpin and stabbed it in again with her eyes closed. One after another, she felt blood splattered all over her face.
Until the hands on her neck slowly loosened, and she fell down.
Shen Wanyue opened her eyes. She sat up and looked at Yang Li, who was already dead. However, she touched him a few more times as if her eyes were red with blood, and then laughed crazily: "Damn it, you all deserve to die. !”
Holding the blood-stained hairpin, she climbed up and returned to the carriage to kill all the unconscious guards on the ground.
Only by killing them, no one will chase her tomorrow, and she will have more time to escape.
Shen Wanyue was like an evil ghost from hell. She stabbed her heart with a hairpin, and soon the ground was filled with blood.
The two palace maids who were accompanying the bride woke up in a daze when they heard the noise, only to see corpses and blood everywhere in front of them.
And Shen Wanyue's body was covered in blood, which was redder than the color of her wedding dress.
The little palace maid was so frightened by this scene that she screamed uncontrollably.
Shen Wanyue heard the commotion and walked over holding the hairpin.
The two little palace maids had long forgotten to escape. When they saw her coming, their legs softened and they knelt on the ground: "Princess...Princess, please let us go. I...we didn't see anything."
The other person had a pale face and kept nodding along.
But Shen Wanyue laughed: "I'll let you go, who will let me go?" As she said that, she stabbed him with a hairpin mercilessly.
Another palace maid tried to run away, but because she was too frightened, she fell to the ground. Before she could get up, a hairpin was pierced through her heart.
She widened her eyes, tilted her head, and stared blankly.
In the night sky, a thunder suddenly sounded, accompanied by lightning.
Shen Wanyue stood in a pool of blood with red eyes. From now on, no one can bully her anymore!