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The night sky was as black as ink, and the stars were dim.

Inside the huge mansion, the bright red lanterns shined upon the joyous scene of the people drinking to their hearts' content.

Inside the room, a pair of red candles the size of an infant's arm were placed into an exquisite silver phoenix carved into the candlestick. Big red words of joy covered the coffin, exuding a sense of celebration.

Beside the bed, Jing Zhuozhuo, dressed in bright red bridal gown, was sitting up straight. Jing Zhuozhuo's originally rouged cheeks turned even redder when she thought of how her benefactor would soon push the door open and open the red cap to the blessings of the wedding bride, and then exchange cups of mandarin ducks and candles in the bridal chamber. From then on, it was love, love, and white hair for her husband.

Fortunately, no matter what she did under the red veil, no one would be able to see her expression.

He stealthily took a deep breath to calm his anxious heart. Perhaps it was because her movements were too big, the maidservant that accompanied her immediately went forward and asked with concern: "Miss, do you feel uncomfortable?"

The moment she opened her mouth, it caused Jing Zhuozhuo to feel even more embarrassed. Her jade white hands were twisting the red silk handkerchief which was embroidered with the neck of a mandarin duck, as if she wanted to strangle the handkerchief.

Knowing that Miss was just nervous, Banna stopped talking and just laughed.

Silence filled the room once again. Jing Zhuozhuo's heartbeat, which she had finally managed to calm down, started beating even faster.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, getting closer and closer. Jing Zhuozhuo's heartbeat seemed to quicken with each step she took. Her cheeks were burning red.

"Miss, Young Master is about to enter."

Just as he finished speaking, the crimson wooden door was pushed open with a creak. The banana came forward with a face full of joy. When she saw that the one who came in with the groom, Chong Qingmo, was not the wedding lady, but Second Miss, Jing Chuchu, she was slightly startled.

"Two …"

Before Second Miss could even finish her sentence, her left chest was pierced through by a sword. She staggered as blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth, and fell to the ground with a thump. She wanted to remind the little miss, but a sword cut her throat as fast as lightning.

Fresh blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth and throat, quickly dyeing the ground red. There was worry and anxiety in the eyes of the banana, but it could only become a fixed position in the end.

Jing Zhuozhuo could only judge by the sound of the heavy red hair covering her entire face. The sound of the door opening and the cries of the bananas made Jing Zhuozhuo suspicious. Although she couldn't see anything, it didn't mean that she couldn't smell it. When the smell of blood rushed into her nose, Jing Zhuozhuo's face suddenly turned pale.

"Banana, Banana, are you there? Who, who came in? "Qingmo?"

In the quiet room, Jing Zhuozhuo's panicked voice sounded loud and clear. After a long time, the room was silent. Jing Zhuozhuo's heart became more and more uneasy. That night, there were faint screams in the sky, and her uneasiness became denser.

As if she couldn't care so much anymore, Jing Zhuozhuo pulled off the red veil and saw her little sister Jing Chuchu snuggling beside her husband Chong Qingmo with a smile.

"You all … How can you do this? "

Jing Zhuozhuo's face turned even paler as she widened her eyes in shock at the infatuated duo. One was his sister, and the other was the tender, caring lover of the countless promises they had made to each other, yet they had appeared in such intimate positions in their bridal chambers.

Just now, Banana had cried out in surprise when she was preparing to call out to Second Miss, Banana …

Jing Zhuozhuo stood up in a flurry to look around, only to see bananas lying in a pool of blood. A bloody sword was discarded on the ground.

"banana …"

With a cry of alarm, Jing Zhuozhuo's vision darkened and she almost fell face first onto the ground. Her eyes quickly turned red. With a pale face, she stood up and stumbled over to the banana. Jing Zhuozhuo was so flustered that her lower back slammed into the table. However, she couldn't care less about the pain. Her body trembled as she threw herself onto the ground. Her slender fingers trembled as she approached the banana.

Without a breath, dead.

Jing Zhuozhuo's body trembled as she slumped to the ground. Her eyes were no longer filled with the joy, anticipation and nervousness of a newlyweds. Instead, they were filled with doubt, anger, disbelief, and despair.

"What's going on?" Who killed the banana? Why would Chuchu follow you, Qingmo... How can you be so unafraid of intimacy? Today is my wedding day, how can you guys be like this … "

After that, Jing Zhuozhuo could no longer continue to talk. First Daughter of Jing Family could no longer say such shameless words. Everything happened too fast for her to accept. The impact made Jing Zhuozhuo look like a puppet as she stared unblinkingly at Jing Chuchu and Chong Qingmo.

"Elder sister, are you unable to continue?" Do you want your sister to take your place? "

Jing Chuchu laughed softly as she walked towards Jing Zhuozhuo with graceful steps.

Walking up to Jing Zhuozhuo, Jing Chuchu sneered as she bent down, her delicate hand lightly holding Jing Zhuozhuo's chin. Her eyes were full of mockery.

"Hoh, sister is truly beautiful today. My sister hasn't even blessed you yet. But now, it's no longer necessary. "

As she spoke, Jing Chuchu pressed her thumb against Jing Zhuozhuo's chin and squeezed with her index finger. Her beautiful smile remained on her face, but her eyes were filled with venom and even jealousy and hatred. It was so vicious that it seemed as if he wanted to crush Jing Zhuozhuo into pieces.

"Big sister, isn't it better for you to die in the countryside? From the moment I was born, everything I got was far from what you threw away. Now that your little sister is finally going to become the direct daughter, you actually came back. Not only did you steal my item, you even dared to target Second Prince. Elder sister, you truly do overestimate yourself. "

Jing Chuchu withdrew her hand and stood up. She took out a moon-white silk handkerchief from her sleeve and carefully wiped the fingers that were pinching Jing Zhuozhuo's chin. After she finished using the brocade handkerchief, she casually threw it on the ground, looking at it with the same contemptuous gaze as Jing Chuchu.

"Qingmo …"

Crack.

"How can a slut like you call Second Prince by her name? Do you still think that you're the direct descendent of the number one clan in Dongding Country?"

Jing Chuchu's slap was so forceful that Jing Zhuozhuo, who was caught off guard, turned her head away from the slap, and bit the tip of her tongue with her teeth. It was painful, but there was no heartache. The phoenix crown on her head was shaken until it was crooked. Her hair hung down from one side of her face. Adding to that, there was the distinctive five-fingered mark on her face. Jing Zhuozhuo was currently in an extremely miserable state.

However, she didn't care about that. She stubbornly raised her head and looked at Chong Qingmo with grief in her eyes. Jing Zhuozhuo silently asked Chong Qingmo for confirmation, while the one who was filled with love just a moment ago was now only left with the sneer on her lips, the ridicule in her eyes, and the impatience and agitation that Jing Zhuozhuo didn't understand.

"Second Prince, my hands are hurting."

Jing Chuchu's intentionally coquettish voice seemed to seduce people to their bones. Her pair of watery eyes was even more charming and displeased as she looked tenderly at Chong Qingmo. Chong Qingmo didn't hide anything as he walked in front of Jing Zhuozhuo. He gently lowered his head and took her hand, placing it in his palm.

"Look at you, why do you have to do it yourself? Your skin is so delicate. If you were careless and get hurt, I would feel my heart ache. "

"Chuchu, got it."

In front of him, the corners of the handsome Feng Shen's eyes were filled with heartache. The girl was as beautiful as a flower, but also as shy as a coward. If it wasn't for the circumstances, Jing Zhuozhuo would have thought that they were a perfect couple. But now that she saw it, there was only despair and pain left in her heart.

"Second Prince, the others have been cleaned up."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Jing Zhuozhuo hastily turned her head. At the door, Rong Tianran, who was dressed in white, stood up straight. There was respect in his eyes for Chong Qingmo. He didn't even look at her, allowing her urgent and pleading eyes to pierce through him.

What's going on? Why is Rong Tianran here? What did he mean when he said the others had been cleaned up?

Countless thoughts quickly flashed through Jing Zhuozhuo's heart, but she suddenly recalled Jing Chuchu's words, 'Do you think you're the direct descendant of the first family in Dongding Country, and the faint screams of agony that you heard? Jing Zhuozhuo's eyes suddenly filled with fear. She ignored the other people in the room and stumbled out of the yard.

"How could this be, how could this be …"

The phoenix crown on her head had fallen off to some unknown place, and her ink-like black hair was spread behind her head like a waterfall. Jing Zhuozhuo, dressed in bright red bridal gown, stood trembling in the yard. Zhang Xuan widened his eyes in shock and disbelief.

Under the moonlight, corpses were lying in a mess in a pool of blood. The reek of blood in the air was so thick that it almost made people want to puke. The red lanterns were like the ghostly flames of hell.

"Dad, Big Brother, where are you guys?"

"Third sister, fourth sister, Cheng …"

Jing Zhuozhuo shuttled back and forth in the pool of blood. Her eyes were filled with fear and bloodlust. The familiar faces laid on the ground, their faces full of fear. The owner of Jing Family, Jing Tiancheng, his immediate sons, Jing Qing'er, Jing Waner, and his six year old son, Jing Cheng, as well as the fourth concubine and even Jing Chuchu's mother, Concubine Hui, were all dead in front of Jing Zhuozhuo.

At this time, Jing Zhuozhuo finally understood the meaning behind Rong Tianran's and Jing Chuchu's words. The son of Rong Family who was on good terms with her and the concubine girl of Jing Family, had actually joined hands and mercilessly annihilated their entire family.

"Look, you're just an orphan now. "But don't worry, sister will definitely let you have a good time before you die."

Jing Zhuozhuo turned around abruptly, her eyes bloodshot and filled with deep-seated hatred. She glared at Jing Chuchu, whose face was filled with mockery.

Jing Chuchu trembled in fear when she saw that vicious and cold look. She couldn't help but to lean towards Chong Qingmo. Soon, Jing Chuchu realized that her reaction was somewhat useless. She straightened her back once again and arrogantly glared at Jing Zhuozhuo.

"Why, why did you do this to me, why did you kill everyone in Jing Family?"

In the face of Jing Zhuozhuo's questioning, Jing Chuchu only sneered coldly with ridicule and contempt in her eyes.

"Do you think Second Prince would fall in love with a vulgar woman who was raised in the countryside? Jing Zhuozhuo, you only did it because of First Daughter of Jing Family's identity. At that time, you could have helped Second Prince a lot. Now, as long as Second Prince killed his Jing Family, it would be perfectly justifiable for him to become the crown prince. I have to thank you for all of this. "

It turned out that Chong Qingmo was looking at First Daughter of Jing Family's title from the beginning. It was her, Jing Zhuozhuo, who was too stupid. She was completely deceived by a man. Even his family had died a horrible death because of him.

Her entire body was filled with despair and determination. Her eyes were as cold as a devil's messenger in hell as she glared fiercely at the arrogant and arrogant Jing Chuchu.

"Using the blood of your brothers and sisters of your father's and aunt's to exchange for glory and wealth, are you really feeling at ease?"

"It doesn't matter whether I feel at ease or not. Since they can't give me what I want, then don't stop me from getting there."

Jing Chuchu's eyes were sinister and ruthless, showing extreme contempt for the lives of the Jing Family people.

Jing Zhuozhuo's eyes suddenly contracted. Like an arrow that had just left the bowstring, she rushed towards Jing Chuchu, the pure gold Hairpin in her hands. Jing Zhuozhuo was originally determined to die, but when she was one step away, she was slashed in the back of the neck by Rong Tianran's hand.

Jing Zhuozhuo's vision turned black and she completely lost consciousness.

The smell of blood was everywhere. Jing Cheng, who was six years old, crawled forward covered in blood. Soon, he arrived at Jing Zhuozhuo's feet. Suddenly, Jing Cheng stretched out his blood-red hands and tightly hugged Jing Zhuozhuo's ankles. He constantly muttered, "Big sis, I'm in pain. Big sis, I'm in pain …"

"Ugh …"