On the third day of March, the First Miss of Duke Zhenguo's Manor and King Qin got married. They played the gong and drum, decorated with lanterns and ribbons. Half of the people in the capital could hear the noise.
Murong Zhen woke up in the bridal sedan chair. Before the murderous intent in her eyes faded away, a memory that didn't belong to her suddenly appeared in her mind. She was stunned.
Compared with her past experiences, this girl's life was very boring. After her biological mother died after the delivery and her stepmother married into the family, she began her Cinderella life, where she was bullied and abused. It was not easy for her to fall in love with Prince Zhao. She had the courage to escape from the wedding, but she was killed by the cinnabar mole and died with her eyes closed.
In the end, she was stuffed into the bridal sedan chair by the servants of Prince Zhao's Mansion. No one knew that she was dead until Murong Xu, who came from another world, woke up in her body and accepted her memory and hatred.
In her memory, the woman who had the same name as her lived a humble life. Murong Xu felt a little uncomfortable. She used to be the eldest legitimate daughter of an ancient martial arts family in the 21st century. She was also a talented scientist. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was surrounded by stars. She had never been so down and out.
At the end of the day, he was still too weak.
She closed her eyes and sat in meditation, trying to run the ancestral cultivation method of the Murong Family. A weak airflow flowed through her meridians. The wound that was originally scarred was slowly recovering, but it was just a drop in the bucket.
The meridians were blocked, and the toxins were all over the place. The foundation of this body was too poor. Even if he could cultivate the family's cultivation method, it would take him some time to recuperate.
However, what she needed now was time.
Bang.
The door of the bridal sedan chair was violently kicked open, and the woman with the matchmaker mark on the corner of her mouth pulled her out rudely. She said in a strange tone, "Oh, you're just a dirty slut, pretending to be a pure and fierce woman. How dare a woman like you think that King Qin has run away from the marriage and doesn't want to pee and take a look at yourself..."
A cold glare with murderous intent came over. The good-luck woman felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, as if she was standing in a mass grave outside the city. The strange thing was that she felt a warm current quickly flowing from her body to her palm. She seemed to have suffered a serious illness, and her whole body was weak.
"Ah, demonic woman! demonic woman!"
She quickly shook off Murong Xu's hand and touched her face with trembling hands. Feeling that there were a few more wrinkles on her well-maintained face, she was shocked. She pulled the guards at the gate of King Qin's Mansion and shouted crazily, "Come on, catch her. This is a demonic woman who can absorb people's Yang Qi."
No one believed her crazy words. The guards quickly took her away. Only Murong Wudi, who was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, stood at the door of King Qin's Mansion and frowned slightly.
Even her superpower had declined. In her previous life, she would have been able to claim that good-luck woman's life in the blink of an eye, but now it was just to let her age.
However, was King Qin a fool? Marrying a fool seemed to be a good idea.
Patting the dust off her sleeves, Murong Yan stepped into Prince Qin's Mansion under the gaze of the guards. The hall of the wedding hall was full of guests, but there was no groom.
"Where's King Qin?"
The emcee, who was anxiously wiping his sweat, said with a bitter face, "My Lady, His Highness and concubines are playing hide and seek. We haven't found them yet."
Murong Xu let out a soft "h" and gave them a big gift for their first meeting.
"Coincidentally, I'm best at playing hide and seek."
At this moment, all the guests looked at her as if she were a fool.
King Qin's Manor occupied an area of more than 90 acres. The number of rooms, corridors, and pavilions in the main courtyard could not be counted with ten fingers. King Qin wanted to hide them. How could she, a newly married princess, find them?
Did she think that King Qin's Mansion was her Duke's Mansion? She did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
