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Hearing the familiar voice, Liu Ruyun raised her head in shock. A red lantern was lit at the foot of the long corridor, just for this joyous event. At this moment, when the bright red candle light fell on a person's face, it added an even weirder charm to it.

She trembled as she backed off. Didn't Zhao Yusheng die?

"It's so late at night. What the hell are you doing with that expression?" He spoke with faint disdain, "You're already willing to marry a dead man, don't tell me you're afraid of my face?"

Just now, he had fallen into that person's embrace, and there was even a trace of his body temperature. From this, it could be seen that this person was human. This allowed Liu Ruyun to calm down a little. "I don't understand what you are saying, do I? And who are you? "

"My name is Zhao Yuqing, I'm Zhao Yusheng's brother. He's also the one who married you in his place. "

He spoke very casually, not paying any heed to the matter. A faint smile appeared on his face, carrying a mocking tone, "Why are you running outside? It was useless to pretend to be crazy or to be an idiot. You just stay here, I won't let you go back. After all, my brother likes you so much that even if he dies, he has to marry you back. "

When Liu Ruyun heard these words, her reaction was indifferent, or perhaps, she was in a daze. There was no focus in her eyes at all. She seemed to have understood what the other party had said just now, but also didn't understand a single word.

Those messy memories were like overgrown weeds that grew together and rushed up together, causing their brains to almost explode.

Her headache was like a giant wave smashing onto the shore. She couldn't even stand properly, and fell to the ground, groaning nonstop.

However, Zhao Yuqing didn't have any intention of coming over to help. He just stood there and watched coldly. The coldness in his eyes seemed to be able to cut off the pieces of human flesh bit by bit.

It was at this moment that Hong Xiu finally caught up to Zhao Yuqing. After seeing Zhao Yuqing, she bowed politely. Her eyes were full of fear and her hands moved quickly to carry their young mistress away.

Before the happy characters within the Zhao Mansion had been cut cleanly, they were already covered by a vast expanse of whiteness. The white silk was drifting, indicating that someone had passed away.

The Second Young Master's health inside the Zhao Mansion had always been poor, it was said that it was a defect brought out from the womb, it could not be treated, and had always been raised on medicine. The reason she had married was to curry favor, but she had never expected that she would be washed to death.

When many people heard about this, they couldn't help but sigh and feel pity. After all, Second Young Madame had suffered too much in this mansion. She died the moment she married her husband.

The silence in the manor was a stark contrast to the hubbub of his previous wife. The more he compared, the more it made him uneasy.

As Second Young Madame, there were still people waiting on her. Those people helped her change into a set of clean clothes and let her sit on the bed in a daze.

The people outside continued to change the 'happiness' character into red silk, but there was no change in the room.

The golden characters were still hanging there, just like in the dream, just like in the dream or the real thing. Most importantly, the tablet was still there.

"My wife seems to be in a bad mood. Why aren't you happy?" In that void, voices gradually gathered together. A warm and gentle voice was transmitted over. It was ethereal and carried an immortal aura.

However, if he really had to say it, it should be filled with a ghastly aura.

This was because the speaker was clearly already dead.

Liu Ruyun did not move an inch. When this sort of thing happened again and again, she would get used to it and become numb to it. Every night, the dream of the wedding day would be repeated in his mind. He would run away, run away, and finally wake up.

Everyone said that Zhao Yusheng was dead, but that person was standing right in front of him. With a smile on his face, he gently asked, "My wife, why aren't you happy?"

As these kinds of things happened more and more frequently, Liu Ruyun could no longer tell whether it was real or fake, so she decided not to think about it anymore, regardless whether it was real or fake!

"I'm going home to see my parents." As she spoke, two drops of tears fell from her expressionless face. These tears seemed to be a sliver of hope, as she went home to ask her parents what was going on.

After all, this Zhao Mansion was truly strange. Other than Zhao Yuqing, he hadn't even seen one of his in-laws.

"Calm down, my wife. Don't keep throwing a tantrum. The doctor said you have hysteria, so you keep hallucinating. If you drink this medicine, you will be cured. "

Zhao Yusheng was holding a bowl of medicine. It was unknown when it appeared in his hand, but the dark medicine still had a bitter taste. He blew on it gently and brought it to someone's mouth.

Liu Ruyun subconsciously resisted. Who knew if the thing the other party gave her was poisonous? She was slightly anxious. She raised her hand and knocked over the medicine bowl. After that, she rushed out.

Whether it's an illusion or a dream, get lost! Stop bothering me, she wants to go home!

Under everyone's gazes, Second Young Madame fell sick from the Zhao Mansion once again and crazily ran out. Even the servants in the mansion could not help but sigh.

It was assumed that the Second Young Master had died after Second Young Madame had entered the house, after their marriage. But in reality, people were unable to do so before they were married. They had left long ago. However, the Eldest Young Master had ordered for the news to be sealed and on the day of the wedding, he would go to Li Dai Tao's place.

As for that night, he placed the tablet there.

Who wouldn't be afraid of such a thing?

This perfectly fine bride had gone mad from fright. She ran back and forth in her bridal dress, crying at the top of her lungs. The eldest young master had forcefully stopped her and sent her back without even letting her out a second young master's funeral.

However, Second Young Madame always seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to run out. Her eyes were covered by a layer of fog, as if she couldn't see anything. She ignored everyone and always stumbled.

"Aren't you going to stop Second Young Madame as soon as possible?" When the steward of the mansion heard the news, he hurriedly ran out and saw the servants discussing animatedly below. He did not even bother to do anything, and was immediately enraged.

On the other side, Hong Xiu, who was wearing a body covered in medicine, was also wailing as she chased after them. Since the day of their marriage, she had been frightened, causing her young miss to go insane. Just now, he had brought the medicine for her to drink, and she had flipped over on the floor. This was another case of illness.

She held him tightly in her arms, but her young mistress still continued to struggle.

On the other side, Zhao Yuqing heard that things had gotten out of hand again. His face was so dark that water could be seen from his face. He looked at Liu Ruyun who was struggling and immediately knocked out with a raise of his hand.

"Making trouble." Naturally, he was extremely annoyed. He swept his pitch-black eyes across the crowd and said, "Have someone bring them back and take good care of them. If they run around like that again, the ones below will be punished as well."

The servants were all extremely scared and immediately agreed.

Liu Ruyun was dreaming again. This time, it was a long dream. It was not like the nightmares she had in the past, but the dream of a gentle man.