The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

He ended up marrying this woman.

Married a noble girl from a famous family.

But what's the use? In his current situation, let alone marrying the daughter of the eldest princess, it is meaningless to marry the real golden branches and jade leaves.

The hijab has not been lifted for a long time.

Since Zhu Ziyu was no longer in the Zhu family, no one of the men came to this wedding banquet, and even Xi Niang was sent from the palace.

Xi Niang hid the impatience in her eyes and urged with a straight face, "Young Master Zhu lifted his hijab earlier, and he has to have a glass of wine with the bride."

"go out."

Xi Niang was startled, and met Zhu Ziyu's bottomless eyes.

Cui Mingyue, who was covering her head, grabbed the wedding dress hard.

"Go out, we can do the rest by ourselves."

Xi Niang complied with Zhu Ziyu's request after a little hesitation.

This is a lunatic who grabbed the prince's head, she is just a happy mother, and she can't risk her life...

After weighing it quickly, Xi Niang hurriedly withdrew with her two maids.

Only the newlyweds were left in the house, and the dragon and phoenix candles burned quietly and suddenly burst into flames.

Zhu Ziyu looked at Dahongxizhu.

Exploding lights is a good sign... He thought absentmindedly, then he saw the person sitting by the bed and walked over step by step.

Cui Mingyue sat motionless on the edge of the bed, because she couldn't see anything under the cover of Xipa, and her expression became more and more condensed when she heard the approaching footsteps.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, Xipa was picked up and thrown aside, and the man's expressionless face appeared in front of him.

Thin, fair-skinned, with a pitiful grace.

Cui Mingyue didn't feel anything at all.

What she admires is the lone wolf-like man, not the weak chicken like Zhu Ziyu.

Not to mention being a real couple, as long as she thinks of being a couple in name with such a man, she will be disgusted!

Zhu Ziyu looked down at the girl who was as beautiful as a flower, without the slightest joy in her heart.

"Madam, have a drink at the bar." I don't know what to think, Zhu Ziyu silently picked up the wine glass on the side and handed it to Cui Mingyue.

Cui Mingyue did not move.

Zhu Ziyu raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you want to drink?"

Cui Mingyue raised her eyes and glanced at Zhu Ziyu, kicked off the red embroidered shoes: "I know you have grudges in your heart, why are you still doing these stupid things? Go to bed earlier."

Zhu Ziyu grabbed Cui Mingyue's wrist.

Cui Mingyue raised her eyebrows and scolded, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Ziyu approached her with a cold tone: "What are you doing? Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, Cui Mingyue, do you think you are still a high-ranking girl Cui?"

As he said that, he squeezed Cui Mingyue's pointed chin with one hand, and raised the wine glass with the other and poured it into her mouth.

"Wuwuwu, you bastard..." Cui Mingyue struggled hard, coughing violently as the spicy wine was forcibly poured into her throat.

Physically, men always have the advantage.

After finishing a glass of wine, Zhu Ziyu took another glass of wine and drank it, wiping the corner of his mouth vigorously.

His lips were slightly red due to this rubbing, but they were not as beautiful as the girl's beautiful face.

It seems that it is only a momentary thing to break the cage of Sven and release the beast in the heart.

Zhu Ziyu picked up Cui Mingyue and threw it onto the happy bed. She didn't even bother to put down the bed curtain, so she got up and pressed it on to kiss her frantically.

His kiss was without the slightest affection, it was the revenge that had been backlogged for a long time like a volcanic eruption.

Cui Mingyue's lips were quickly bitten, and the taste of blood filled her mouth.

Her fierce struggle gradually stopped, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Zhu Ziyu, this bastard, thought that if she became a relative, she would become a piece of fish on the chopping block?

She actually used that kind of unscrupulous method to mess up her marriage with the King of Xiang, do you think she would accept her fate?

It's just a dream, it's true that there is a way to heaven and you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you break in!

The sneer in Cui Mingyue's eyes turned into murderous intent, and the plain white jade-like hand was rubbed little by little along the red Baizi Qiansunjin, and took out a dagger from the most comfortable place.

The dagger has no scabbard, and the candlelight flickers with a cold light.

The man lying on his body didn't notice the approaching danger at all, and rudely ripped open the front of the big red wedding dress.

Hands poked in.

"Miss Cui, tell me how I, Zhu Ziyu, lied to you?" Zhu Ziyu bit down on the girl's exposed collarbone, her tone filled with anger and grievance, "Don't you know that I have a wife when we first met? You liar bitch—"

The next words stopped abruptly.

Zhu Ziyu's expression became grimly distorted due to the sudden severe pain.

Cui Mingyue tightly blocked Zhu Ziyu's mouth and blocked his shouts in his throat.

In other words, because the place the knife was looking for was too accurate, he no longer had the strength to shout.

A vague voice came from Zhu Ziyu's throat.

Cui Mingyue didn't blink until the other party fell on top of her and didn't move, then let go and pushed the person on her body to the side and sat up.

The man who was just about to commit violence has now become a warm corpse.

Cui Mingyue gasped and regained her strength.

Facing the person who killed herself, she didn't feel scared, but more excited.

Killing a deer is more rewarding than killing a deer.

Cui Mingyue sat on the happy bed covered with deep and light red, watching the blood flow out from under Zhu Ziyu, gradually intertwined with the red.

This color is so pretty.

Cui Mingyue couldn't help but stretched out her hand to get a touch of blood, put it on her lips and tasted it.

The dragon and phoenix candles with thick arms of the children are still burning, and there is silence outside the window.

In a few days it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Family reunion, thousands of households rejoice.

Cui Mingyue sighed and got out of bed around the blood.

She didn't want to go this far. If there wasn't Zhu Ziyu's trouble, wouldn't everyone be happy to let her be the Princess of Xiang?

Cui Mingyue sighed again, a little regretful.

It's a pity that she is weak and weak, and can't solve the slut surnamed Jiang.

Speaking of hate, what she hates most now is Jiang Si.

What happened to Zhu Ziyu was definitely arranged by Jiang Si!

She has no proof, but she trusts her instincts.

Probably because she had lived for more than ten years, it was the first time she had smelled the breath of evenness from a person among so many boudoir daughters.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. As long as she is alive, she will return to settle accounts sooner or later.

Cui Mingyue rested for a while, quickly took off her cumbersome wedding dress, bent down and took out a small burden from under the bed, and gently opened the window.

On the night of August, the wind was a little cool, making her more and more awake.

Standing beside a clump of bananas outside the window, Cui Mingyue glanced in.

The man was lying on his side on the bed, as if he was asleep.

Her expression did not change in the slightest, and she carefully closed the window to blend into the night.

Cui Mingyue knew some boxing skills, even if she was alone, she was not afraid, and left the small house very smoothly.

The street was empty, except for the dim light of the red lanterns in front of the house.

Cui Mingyue folded her hair and walked in one direction firmly.

There was a corner ahead, and a hand crept out as she passed by.