He eventually married this woman.

Married a noblewoman from a prominent family.

But what's the use? Given his current situation, it would be meaningless to marry the eldest princess' daughter, let alone a real royal family.

The cover was not lifted for a long time.

Because Zhu Ziyu was no longer a member of the Zhu family, no one from the male side came to the wedding banquet, and even the bridesmaid was sent by the palace.

The bridesmaid hid her impatience and urged in a serious tone, "Mr. Zhu should have lifted the veil earlier. He also wants to drink the wedding wine with the bride."

"go out."

The bridesmaid was startled, and was met with Zhu Ziyu's dark and bottomless eyes.

Cui Mingyue, with her head covered, grabbed her wedding dress hard.

"Go out, we can handle the rest ourselves."

After a moment's hesitation, the bridesmaid satisfied Zhu Ziyu's request.

This is a madman who has snatched the prince's hand in marriage. She is just a bridesmaid, there is no need for her to risk her life...

After quickly weighing the pros and cons, bridesmaid and two maids hurriedly left.

Only the newlyweds were left in the house. The dragon and phoenix wedding candles were burning quietly, and suddenly a spark burst out.

Zhu Ziyu looked towards the big red wedding candles.

The bursting of lights is a good sign... he thought absentmindedly, then turned to see the person sitting at the head of the bed and walked towards him step by step.

Cui Mingyue sat motionless beside the bed. She couldn't see anything because of the veil covering her face. As she heard the footsteps approaching, her expression became even colder.

Suddenly, the scene in front of her eyes lit up, the veil was lifted up and thrown aside, and the man's expressionless face appeared in front of her.

He is thin, fair, and has a kind of pitiful handsomeness.

Cui Mingyue, however, felt nothing at all.

She admired men who were like eagles and lone wolves, not weaklings like Zhu Ziyu.

Not to mention being a real couple, just the thought of being a couple in name only with a man like this made her feel sick!

Zhu Ziyu looked down at the beautiful girl, without any joy in his heart.

"My dear, let's drink from the wedding cup." Zhu Ziyu was silent, not knowing what he was thinking. Then he picked up the wine glass beside him and handed it to Cui Mingyue.

Cui Mingyue didn't move.

Zhu Ziyu raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you want to drink?"

Cui Mingyue raised her eyes to look at Zhu Ziyu and kicked off her red embroidered shoes: "I know you have resentment in your heart, why bother with these nonsense, go to bed early."

Zhu Ziyu grabbed Cui Mingyue's wrist.

Cui Mingyue frowned and scolded, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Ziyu approached her and said in a cold tone: "What are you doing? When you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; when you marry a dog, you follow the dog. Cui Mingyue, do you think you are still the high and mighty Miss Cui?"

As he spoke, he pinched Cui Mingyue's pointed chin with one hand and raised the wine glass with the other hand and poured it into her mouth.

"Wuwuwu, you bastard..." Cui Mingyue struggled hard and started coughing violently as the spicy wine was forced into her throat.

In terms of physical strength, men always have the advantage.

After finishing one glass of wine, Zhu Ziyu picked up another glass and drank it in one gulp, then wiped the corners of his mouth hard.

His lips turned slightly red because of the rubbing, but not as red as the girl's beautiful face.

It seemed like only a moment to break free from the cage of civility and unleash the beast within.

Zhu Ziyu picked up Cui Mingyue and threw her onto the wedding bed. He didn't even bother to put down the bed curtains. He stood up and pressed her down, kissing her madly.

There was no mercy in his kiss, it was a pent-up revenge like a volcanic eruption.

Cui Mingyue's lips were soon bitten, and her mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

Her fierce struggle gradually stopped and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Zhu Ziyu, this idiot, thought that after getting married, she would become a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered at will?

He actually used such a despicable method to ruin her marriage with the Prince of Xiang. Do you think she will accept her fate?

It's just like a dream. There's a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there's no door to hell but you break in!

The sneer in Cui Mingyue's eyes turned into murderous intent. Her jade-white hand rubbed along the bright red Hundred Sons and Thousands of Grandsons Brocade bit by bit, and she took out a dagger from the most convenient place.

The dagger had no scabbard and flashed coldly under the flickering candlelight.

The man lying on top of her was completely unaware of the approaching danger. He roughly tore open the collar of her bright red wedding dress and reached his hand in at will.

"Miss Cui, tell me how I, Zhu Ziyu, deceived you?" Zhu Ziyu bit down on the girl's exposed collarbone, his tone fierce with anger and grievance, "Didn't you know I have a wife when we first met? You liar——"

The following words stopped abruptly.

Zhu Ziyu's expression became distorted due to the sudden intense pain.

Cui Mingyue covered Zhu Ziyu's mouth tightly, blocking his shouting in his throat.

Or rather, because the knife hit the right spot too accurately, he no longer had the strength to scream.

A vague sound came out of Zhu Ziyu's throat.

Cui Mingyue didn't blink until the man lay motionless on her. Then she let go, pushed the man to the side and sat up.

The man who was about to commit violence has now become a warm corpse.

Cui Mingyue panted lightly to recover her strength.

Facing the person she had killed with her own hands, she did not feel scared, but rather excited.

Killing a person is indeed more fulfilling than killing a deer.

Cui Mingyue sat on the wedding bed covered with shades of red and light red, watching the blood flow out from Zhu Ziyu's body and gradually intertwining with the red.

What a beautiful color.

Cui Mingyue couldn't help but stretch out her hand to pick up a trace of blood, then put it to her lips and tasted it.

The dragon and phoenix candles, as thick as the boy’s arms, were still burning, and it was quiet outside the window.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away.

The whole family is reunited and everyone is happy.

Cui Mingyue sighed, walked around the bloodstains and got out of bed.

She didn't want to come to this. If Zhu Ziyu hadn't caused trouble, wouldn't everyone be happy if she could just be the Princess of Xiang?

Cui Mingyue sighed again, feeling a little regretful.

Unfortunately, she was alone and powerless and couldn't deal with the jerk named Jiang.

If she had to talk about hatred, the person she hated the most now was Jiang Si.

Zhu Ziyu’s matter was definitely arranged by Jiang Si!

She had no evidence, but she trusted her instincts.

Perhaps it was because after living for more than ten years, this was the first time she smelled the aura of equal strength from one of the many daughters of noble families.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. As long as she is alive, she will come back to settle the score sooner or later.

Cui Mingyue rested for a while, quickly took off her cumbersome wedding dress, bent down to take out a small bundle from under the bed, and gently opened the window.

The wind was a little cool on that August night, which made her more awake.

Standing next to a cluster of banana trees outside the window, Cui Mingyue glanced inside.

The man was lying on his side on the bed, looking as if he was asleep.

Her expression did not change at all. She carefully closed the window and blended into the night.

Cui Mingyue knew some martial arts, so she was not afraid even though she was alone, and she left the small house very smoothly.

The street was empty, with only the big red lantern in front of the house emitting a dim light.

Cui Mingyue gathered her hair and walked in one direction with firm steps.

There was a corner ahead, and as she walked past it, a hand reached out quietly.