On their wedding night, she attempted to flee. The entire city was on high alert, and he cornered her in the bridal suite.
"No, don't come any closer, there's a difference between...
"Miss, it's still late. Let me help you to bed so you can continue sleeping."
Mu Wenya seemed to suddenly come to her senses and abruptly saw Yi Yi approaching. This glance sent a chill down Yi Yi's spine.
She was like a bloodthirsty beast, ready to tear Yi Yi to shreds at any moment!
Sure enough, Mu Wenya suddenly stood up from the bedside, grabbed something from the dressing table and smashed it against Yi Yi, yelling wildly, "I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
If Yi hadn't reacted quickly, that blow would have smashed her head open.
"Young Miss, what's wrong with you...?"
Yi Yi patted her chest, still shaken, when she saw Mu Wenya baring her teeth and rushing towards her, grabbing her neck tightly. Long fingernails quickly dug into the flesh of her neck, and Yi Yi could feel a sharp, clear pain, as well as warm liquid flowing down her neck.
"Kill you, kill you!" Mu Wenya kept repeating this phrase. Her eyes truly looked like she wanted to devour her whole!
Yi Yi finally understood why, even with such high commissions, the caregivers still couldn't keep going. It was mortally dangerous!
"Young Miss, no... cough cough, look carefully... look carefully, I am... I am Yi Yi."
"Kill you, kill you!" Mu Wenya ignored her words as if she hadn't heard them. The force in her hands grew heavier and heavier, forcing Yi Yi to retreat continuously.
They finally retreated to the wall, with nowhere else to go.
Yi reached out to remove Mu Wenya's hand from her neck, but found that Mu Wenya's strength was astonishing and she couldn't move it at all.
The fingernails dug deeper and deeper into her neck, and Yi Yi was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe.
She needed to find a photo that could calm the young lady down. During the handover, Liang Xiaoru mentioned that the photo was in the young lady's dressing table cabinet.
She could have escaped from the young lady's clutches with her skills. But that would inevitably have hurt the young lady. Without harming her, it would have been difficult for her to break free, let alone run over there to retrieve the photos.
What to do, what to do?
Yi was in so much pain that tears were about to fall when she suddenly had a bright idea and reached out to cover Mu Wenya's eyes.
Suddenly, everything went dark before Mu Wenya's eyes, and she couldn't see anything. Instinctively, she loosened her grip on Yi Yi's neck.
Taking advantage of this moment, Yi quickly ran from the door to the dressing table, opened the cabinet, and frantically began to look for the photo.
No, no, still no!
Liang Xiaoru said the photos were in the cabinet, but there wasn't even a ghost in them!
Just then, Mu Wenya rushed over again, grabbed Yi Yi's hair, and slammed her against the dressing table.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Yi Yi bumped her head on the dressing table, feeling dizzy and lightheaded. The bottles and jars on the dressing table fell over, causing further injury.
Perhaps the noise in the room was too loud, finally attracting the attention of others.
As soon as she heard the approaching footsteps, she desperately hoped the door would be kicked open. A prince on a white horse appeared before her, stretched out his long arm, pulled her onto the horse, and carried her away from this dangerous place.
Mu Wenya finally let her go.
Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Mu Wenya reach for a pair of scissors on the dressing table.
What's going on? Why is there a pair of scissors here?!
Yi thought Mu Wenya was going to stab her and was about to run away when she saw Mu Wenya holding scissors and stabbing her wrist!
Seriously? It's one thing to hurt her, but now she's starting to hurt herself!