Chapter 1: The day the elder sister became a widow, she was stabbed to death by her husband
When the news came that my elder sister's husband, the prince of Wu'an, had passed away.
She was shocked and startled.
I met them at the temple for praying for children the other day, and they said they were planning to have a child this year. Why are they meeting here today?
But before Lin Qingjun could recover from the shocking news, nor figure out how to comfort her kind and weak elder sister, a sharp sword pierced through her from behind.
Bu.
Looking at the bloody sword tip on her abdomen, she was shocked. Could it be a thief?
"Husband, run away." She shouted towards the door.
But when she turned around to fight the thief to the death, she was stunned again.
A familiar face of a handsome man came into view.
this?
My husband Xiao Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he held a bloody sword in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The intense pain brought her back to her senses. She tightly covered her mouth with her hands to hold back the blood that was gushing out. It was unbelievable.
"Xiao Lang?"
Was he crazy? Why did he want to assassinate her?
She was about to step forward, but she heard him say hatefully.
"Lin Qingjun, it's all because of you. If it weren't for you, the person I would marry would be your elder sister."
"If you hadn't been pestering me, she wouldn't have married that sickly prince, and she wouldn't have become a widow today."
"She is so weak and kind, and the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion is such a den of tigers and wolves. How can you let her survive in this world?"
Tears flowed from Xiao Yuan's red eyes, and his grief-stricken expression did not seem fake.
Her ears were buzzing and she couldn't believe it.
What did he say? The person he likes is his eldest sister?
What does the three years of deep love between husband and wife mean?
But before she could ask, he raised his sword again and stepped forward, stabbing her several times. Her body was pierced through again and was covered in blood.
His voice, like that of a demon from hell, rang in her ears.
"If she can't survive, you can't survive either."
She didn't know how many times she had been stabbed, she only felt pain all over her body, so painful that she was trembling, and wanted to resist but found that her hand had been cut off by his sword and fell to the ground.
"you?"
She collapsed to the ground and tried to open her mouth to speak, but the blood in her throat surged up, blocking her from saying anything. She twitched like a dead fish.
She had never known that being stabbed to death by a sword could be so painful.
She wanted to say that she didn't have to marry him, it was he who knelt in front of her and asked for marriage three years ago.
She wanted to say that she had no idea that the person he liked was her elder sister. If she had known, she would never marry her even if she died.
She wanted to ask, what did the death of the Marquis of Wu'an have to do with her? Why was all this blamed on her? How wronged she was, could it be because she was a concubine who was easily bullied?
But she was speechless and could only watch Xiao Yuan, who was usually warm and affectionate but now cold and holding a sword against her.
"Lin Qingjun, you really deserve to die. I know you have something to say to me today, and I also know that you are pregnant with my child."
"But so what? You absolutely shouldn't have said those words to Yingxue in the fertility temple that day. You knew it would be difficult for her to have children, and you weren't really hurting her."
Xiao Yuan's expression was crazy and he looked like a ghost.
"You vicious woman, do you think I really love you? That was just what your elder sister told me to do. She said you were a concubine's daughter and your life was already difficult. If she snatched me away again, you would have nowhere to live. And she told me to treat you well."
"If it weren't for her, I, Xiao Yuan, wouldn't even give you half an eye, let alone marry you, and she wouldn't end up alone."
"It's all your fault. Go to hell."
She was shocked again. She thought they were a loving couple, but she never thought the truth would be like this?
But, but she never said that in the temple? Besides, who said that her life as a concubine was difficult?
But she no longer had any chance to explain, as Xiao Yuan chopped off her head with a sword.
Her head rolled on the ground, but she was not dead yet. She saw with her own eyes her headless and tattered corpse.
She died with her eyes open.
She, Lin Qingjun, has never done anything wrong to anyone, so why should she suffer such a misfortune?
God is unfair, God is unfair.
Just the next moment.
"...Qingjun, Qingjun, what's wrong with you?"
"...Is it because Young Master Xiao came to ask for your hand in marriage today that you are so happy that you are silly?"
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