Qing Yunyao's pupils shrank, and she pulled Qin Ningyue away.

"You won't kill her?"

Qin Ningyue asked through gritted teeth. Qing Yunyao sneered, "It would be such a pity to kill him. Living is worse than death. Collapsing like this is the real pleasure!"

Qing Yunyao took Qin Ningyue by the hand and asked her to put on the human skin mask before leaving. She walked out of the house directly and met the matchmaker standing at the door and the people coming over behind her.

"Sister Qing said you should wait for a cup of tea before entering."

She said in a soft voice, leaning against Pingyang's face.

"yes……"

The matchmaker quickly responded, saying that who would dare not listen to what the little princess said?

In the bridal chamber, Qing Yue's eyes were blank, and her head was piercing with pain. She heard Qing Yunyao say that Pingyang was in the box...

Yes, Pingyang...

Her good friend's sister, Pingyang.

At this moment, she really wanted someone to hug her. She was in so much pain, it hurt everywhere, her heart hurt, her face hurt, and her head hurt.

Qing Yue's eyes were fixed, and her fingers mechanically removed the red silk covering the box, and then she laboriously opened the box...

A pungent smell of blood.

A scene that Qingyue will never forget.

The last bit of consciousness she had been holding on to finally collapsed completely at this moment!

In the alley, a pale person huddled there, her clothes wrinkled and stuck to her body, stained with a mess of pungent medicine, and even a few shriveled spiders and poisonous scorpions. The most terrifying thing was her face, which was a bloody mess, with no skin left, only a pool of blood.

Her lips were slightly open, even her tongue had been cut off, her neck and arms were pale and lifeless.

Just one glance can give people nightmares for days and nights.

Qing Yue stared blankly, her eyes fixed on the earlobe of the girl in the alley. There was a small and exquisite pearl earring there, which was extremely beautiful. It was a gift she and Pingyang picked out while shopping together.

This is Pingyang.

This is Pingyang with his skin peeled off.

ah……

Ahhh…

Qing Yue opened her mouth wide, she wanted to scream, but she couldn't. It was as if her throat was blocked and no sound came out.

"Pingyang, Pingyang..."

She reached out her hands, wanting to hug the girl in the alley, but as soon as she touched her skin, it was cold and stiff;

Swish!

The tears finally fell.

She hadn't cried for so long, but finally burst into tears at this moment.

That nerve finally broke completely.

"ah……"

“Ahhh…”

“Ahh…”

The shrill cries pierced the room, accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums outside and the sound of firecrackers, which drowned out the desperate cries in the wedding room.

"Hurry up, where's my little sister? The groom is almost at the door..."

"Second Young Master, please wait a moment. The princess said that the princess wants me to have a cup of tea before entering..."

In the distance, the voices of Qing Zhan and the matchmaker talking could be heard from the end of the corridor.

inside the house.

Qingyue's soul was torn apart.

"Ah... Pingyang, Pingyang, open your eyes, look at Sister Qing, hug me, Pingyang, hug me..."

Qingyue didn't know how she dragged Pingyang out of the box. Her body was stiff and she remained in a curled up position. There was a horrible layer of blood scabs on her face, and it would bleed if touched.

"Pingyang, Pingyang, please look at your sister, okay..."

"Pingyang..."

Qingyue kept shouting, she wanted someone to hug her, she was in so much pain.

But Pingyang fell asleep and she refused to wake up.

What should I do? She won’t wake up.

“Ahhhhhhh…”

The shrill, broken cry finally broke through the room, at the moment the fireworks stopped and the firecrackers burned.

Qing Zhan, who was about to knock on the door, shuddered and glanced at Xi Po, "Did you hear that?"

The matchmaker's face was also pale. She heard it and knew that the sound was not a good one.

The drums sounded again and the firecrackers were lit again.

Boom boom boom, bang bang bang...

"Little sister, are you in there? Little sister?"

Qing Zhan knocked on the door and asked anxiously, wondering if he had heard wrongly.

"Pingyang, Pingyang..."

But this time, Qing Zhan put his ear close to the door, and he heard crying, extremely shrill crying, and Pingyang's name!

No longer caring about the rules, he kicked the door open and rushed in!

Just one glance and my heart is broken!

Her younger sister, clad in a bright red wedding gown, knelt on the ground. A long gash on the right side of her face was still bleeding, staining half of her face red. The blood and her wedding gown blended into one, a tragic yet gorgeous sight! In her arms was a curled-up woman, her body pale and her face bare...

In an instant, Qing Zhan's heart sank into hell!

"ah……!"

The matchmaker who followed closely behind saw this extremely shocking scene as soon as she entered the house. She screamed and fainted!

"Little sister, what happened?"

Qing Zhan took two steps forward, hugged Qing Yue and asked anxiously.

Today is his younger sister's wedding day. How could something like this happen?

Who is this?

This huddled corpse...

Finally, a human voice seemed to appear. Qing Yue raised her bloodshot eyes, trembling all over. She looked at Qing Zhan in despair and collapse, as if trying to recognize him, yet seemed unable to recognize who he was...

Qing Zhan was completely panicked. He had never seen his little sister like this before. Her eyes were unfocused, full of pain and despair. It seemed like his little sister didn't recognize anyone.

"Little sister, I'm your second brother. Look carefully, I'm your second brother. Don't be afraid. Tell me what happened? What happened? Who is this? Who are you hugging?"

Qing Zhan asked anxiously.

His eyes were red.

My hands are shaking!

Who the hell could tell him what the hell was going on?

"Second brother, second brother? Second brother..."

It was like she was finally being embraced, like a family member had finally appeared. In this blood-red world, she finally regained some consciousness. "Second brother, Pingyang... Pingyang can't be woken up. She can't be woken up. She won't hold me..."

She spoke incoherently.

I don’t know what I want to express.

She hugged Pingyang so tightly, as if she was very aggrieved, sad and in pain. She seemed to have called her for a long time, but Pingyang just didn't wake up. How could she sleep so well?

Qing Zhan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He looked at the curled up faceless corpse in disbelief. Was that Pingyang?

With a loud bang, Qing Zhan's head exploded, and his peach blossom eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Is this Pingyang? How could it be possible? No, this isn't it!

Not long ago, Pingyang led the maid into the Qing family, carrying a box and saying it was a gift for her younger sister.

Boxes, gifts, Pingyang...

How could it be Pingyang?

"Little sister, wake up and look at my second brother. This is not Pingyang. This is not... Look carefully. This is not Pingyang..."