Chapter 227 Massacre (5)
On the evening of the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it started snowing again.
As the New Year was drawing to a close, the weather was gradually clearing up, with sunshine lasting for several days. But who knew that on this night, a rare snowstorm would break out.
There was hardly a single pedestrian on the streets of Dingjing City, and the doors of the shops were tightly shut. All that could be seen was the sharp north wind, carrying large flakes of rough snowflakes whistling and dancing in the air.
In front of Prince Yu's mansion in Dingjing City, the red lanterns hanging were blown all over the place, and the colorful cloths used to set off fireworks at the door had long been covered by snow. As for the two red "Xi" characters posted at the door, half of them were torn away by the wind, and the remaining half was bumpy and looked a bit weird.
The two guards standing guard outside also got some wedding wine today and were a little tipsy. One of them, holding a wine gourd in his hand, said with a smile, "I never thought that there would be another princess in our palace. Back then, I never thought that someone would marry their daughter into our palace."
"Hey, you're talking nonsense! How can you call her 'marrying in'? She's clearly being sold in. So what if she's a princess?" The man who spoke glanced inside and shook his head. "I don't know how long she'll live."
"Maybe it can be a bargain for us." The former laughed, with some malice in his words.
"She is pregnant with His Royal Highness's child. If you don't want to live, go ahead." said another person.
There was a faint sound of "hiss," which was heard in the wind and snow. The man holding the wine gourd asked, "There seemed to be a sound just now. Did you hear it?"
"What's that sound?" The latter waved his hand drunkenly, "It's the wind. Don't be startled."
"The prince is very happy today, so it would be better if nothing goes wrong." The man sobered up a little, stood up straight, turned his head and looked around, but saw nothing.
"Don't worry about anything," another guard laughed at him, "Where are we going? Prince Yu's Mansion! Whoever dares to act wild here must be tired of living! Don't think too much. Hey," he felt something dripping on his face, wiped it and said, "Why is the snow hot?" When he spread out his hands, he could see clearly with the help of the tinder next to him, it was not snow at all, it was clearly blood!
Warm blood!
The man was so frightened that he quickly looked up, only to see the body of a guard on the eaves staring at him with wide eyes, blood dripping from his throat.
"Come--" He had just opened his mouth when he saw a flash of silver light in front of him. He felt something hot spurting out of his throat, and then he lost all strength and fell down limply.
When he fell to the ground, he saw his companion, who had just been talking to him, lying on the snow. His chest was bright red, leaving a shocking mark in the snow.
Dozens more people suddenly jumped down from the eaves, all wearing black clothes and masks, almost blending into the night. Two more people jumped out from the other end and dragged the two bodies away from the door. A moment later, new "guards" stood in front of the door again.
The leading man in black made a gesture, and the group sneaked into the palace quietly.
In Prince Yu's mansion, in His Highness the Prince's bedroom, Shen Qing sat on the edge of the bed, trembling.
Prince Yu lay on a soft couch, two beautiful, naked maids beside him timidly massaging his legs and feeding him, occasionally saying things that made one's ears blush and one's heart beat faster. Shen Qing bit her lower lip tightly, an indescribable shame welling up in her heart.
She was originally a daughter of a noble family, and should have married a handsome man like His Royal Highness Prince Ding, but who would have thought that she would end up in the hands of Prince Yu. Now, as the legal wife, she was being humiliated by these lowly women who came from nowhere, and had to watch these shameless and lewd scenes. Shen Qing was filled with fear and anger, and she hated Shen Miao even more deeply.
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