Chapter 66 The Married Girl (3)
The maid beside her smiled and continued to pick up the red veil, deliberately placing it on Lin Chujiu's head.
"I'll f*** you!"
Lin Chujiu was dragged away by them, and she used every offensive word she could muster to curse their entire family to death.
The matchmaker found her annoying and simply stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth.
“Miss Lin, if you continue like this, we’ll have to give you a beating first, so you won’t be disrespectful to your husband later.”
Lin Chujiu immediately fell silent.
Beneath the red veil, her small face was covered in tears of terror. Her face was even red from the anger she had just felt, a mixture of shock and rage.
Several servants helped her inside, and no one saw the cunning glint in her beautiful eyes beneath the red veil.
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Fengdu, the Dragon King's Palace in the West City.
Mingdu lay listlessly in the hot spring pool, a unique natural hot spring in his cave.
The hot spring was filled with steam, and a white mist rose from it, through which the man's well-defined abdominal muscles were faintly visible.
He didn't fully immerse himself in the hot spring; the surface of the water rippled with his breath, and a drop of water slid down his well-defined collarbone, down to his sexy V-line, before reluctantly returning to the water.
As a black dragon, he was inherently lustful, and every month he would have a few days when he couldn't control the primal urges in his body. Whenever this happened, he would soak in the hot spring for a while.
I don't know why, but this month's impulse came a little early.
The specific behavior was also somewhat different from usual.
He was usually detached from worldly desires and could sometimes suppress them without soaking in hot springs, but this time, the restlessness in his body was particularly troubling.
Moreover, when he's restless, he'll inexplicably think of that person's face.
That face that looked pitiful in the dungeon, but whose eyes were full of determination.
This face resembles someone from my memory, but it lacks that person's solemnity and dignity; instead, it exudes more playfulness and liveliness.
Mingdu felt somewhat irritated by this, feeling as if he were desecrating the person he respected.
However, it wasn't her fault.
He didn't know why, but he said it to himself quietly.
As if possessed, he summoned the water mirror and unconsciously slipped into Lin Chujiu's live stream.
The pretty little face I had expected did not appear; instead, a lifeless woman in red appeared.
The woman was petite; it was clear that it was her.
She wore an ill-fitting wedding dress, remained motionless, and looked completely numb.
However, at this moment she was being carried away by a group of maids and servants, looking quite aggressive.
Among the maids and servants were several paper figures; Mingdu recognized that this was...
Ghost marriage.
Mingdu's heart clenched suddenly!
He didn't know why he felt this way. This was a player he had met a few times, and it wasn't worth him, a black dragon who had lived for tens of thousands of years, showing any emotion.
But unfortunately...
Mingdu frowned, unsure how to describe his feelings.
It was as if he, like that fool Jiang Chaoyu, had fallen for that dodder flower.
No, it's not worth it, it's not worth it. He would never be like Jiang Chaoyu, falling for such a weak mortal.
Mingdu suppressed the urge to save her, took a deep breath, and sank to the bottom of the hot spring.
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Meanwhile, at Yushan Palace.
The two people who were watching the live stream saw this scene, and their expressions changed.
Bai Yingfeng slammed his hand on the table and was about to get up, but Bai Yingxi blocked his way.
Bai Yingxi closed her eyes and sensed it; her usual carefree and languid expression vanished at that moment.
She grabbed her impatient younger brother, and with her fingers she made a hand seal in the air, creating a golden rune.
Then, she slowly opened her eyes and said to Bai Yingfeng:
"You were too slow; someone else has already snatched it away."
Bai Yingfeng hadn't even reacted yet after hearing this, and was about to break free when he suddenly came to his senses:
"Stealed? Who are you talking about? Who stole it?!"
Bai Yingfeng nearly exploded upon hearing those words.
Bai Yingxi glanced at her foolish younger brother indifferently, her lips twitching slightly:
"Jiang Chaoyu".
Bai Yingfeng asked with some confusion, "Jiang Chaoyu?"
Oh right, Jiang Chaoyu also appeared in Jiu Jiu's live stream.
But what was he doing there? It seems like he was there to capture a spirit.
When exactly did they get together?
Damn, Jiang Chaoyu is his buddy.
Bai Yingfeng realized what was happening and was immediately furious:
"I treated him like a brother, and he actually tried to steal my drink!"
Bai Yingxi looked at him with a half-smile:
"That's why you're so stupid. You were still playing with him, and you didn't even realize your base had been raided. Now you're angry."
Her eyes showed pity, even a hint of affection. "Silly little brother, drink some loofah soup to cool down, otherwise you'll get sick from anger and it will be even harder to win someone's heart."
Bai Yingfeng almost wanted to go through there right now and beat Jiang Chaoyu up.
He remained where he was, raging in vain, while Bai Yingxi calmly and leisurely left.
She swayed her waist slightly as she walked, her posture languid and exuding a natural charm, yet without a trace of fawning over men.
Purely for killing girls.
As she walked, Bai Yingxi suddenly smiled.
This little girl who fascinates her younger brother is so adorable.
She was somewhat looking forward to the day she would meet her.
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Unlike the Dragon King's Mansion and Yushan Palace, where life could be either hectic or leisurely, Lin Chujiu's days in the instance were far from easy.
She was pressed into a mahogany coffin.
The redwood coffin was made of the finest ebony, but it looked as if it had been soaked in something, turning a deep red that was almost dripping with blood, making it look exceptionally eerie.
Several servants, some even holding rows of nails and hammers, stared at her with ill intent.
Lin Chujiu had seen the nail through the gap in the red veil; it was about three centimeters in diameter.
It didn't feel like nailing down ordinary things; rather, it felt like nailing down some large component.
Nail coffins together? But there are so many rows like that, we probably won't need them, right?
Lin Chujiu lay in the coffin, trembling.
She was momentarily dazed.
The only reason she hasn't collapsed yet is because she still has one last trump card.
But while she was still in a daze, a servant suddenly knelt down beside the coffin and picked up nails and a hammer.
Another servant suddenly came over and grabbed her hand—
The servant who was carrying the items pressed the nail against her skin, raised the hammer, and was about to strike!
Lin Chujiu was startled!
This was completely different from what she had imagined!
They're trying to fix themselves inside this coffin!
The color drained from Lin Chujiu's face instantly; she had originally planned to use that trump card to survive.
But in this situation, she really can't use it.
Her face was full of panic, and her wide, fearful eyes made her look pitiful.
Who can save her?
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