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    On the night of the eighth day of the lunar month, it started snowing again.

    Ben to the end of the year, the weather is clearing, a few days in a row are day. Who knows that this night, but it is rare out of a blizzard.

    Tingjing city street almost a pedestrian is not, merchants closed doors, only to see the bitterly cold as a knife of the north wind with rolled large pieces of rough snow particles in the air whistling and dancing.

    Dingjing City, Prince Yu House in front of the door, hanging red lanterns were blown upside down, earlier in the door burning fireworks colorful cloth has long been covered by snow particles, as for the door posted two red “happy” word, was torn by the wind half away, the rest of the other half of the potholes, looks very a few points of bizarre.

    The two guards guarding outside also got the wedding wine today, drinking some drunkenness, one of them carried the wine gourd in his hand and laughed: “I didn’t expect that our Wang Fu would have another Wangfei’s day, back then I didn’t expect that there would still be people marrying their daughters in.”

    “Hey, you’re not talking nonsense, that’s called what married in, is clearly sold in. Wangfei and how,” the speaker glanced inside, shook his head: “also do not know how long to live.”

    “Maybe it’ll even be cheaper for both of us.” The former hemmed and hawed, his words rather malicious.

    “That’s pregnant with His Highness the Prince’s child, if you don’t want to die, go.” Another person said.

    “The man with the wine gourd asked, “I think there was a noise, did you hear it?”

    “What sound?” The latter waved his hand drunkenly, “The sound of the wind, don’t you make a fuss.”

    “Today’s Prince’s big day, it’s better if nothing goes wrong.” The man’s drunkenness woke up a little, stood up straight, twisted his head to look around, but did not see anything.

    “Mind your own business,” another guard laughed at him, “What kind of place are we, Prince Yu’s Mansion! Anyone who dares to come here is tired of living! Don’t think too much. Huh,” he noticed something dripping onto his face, wiped a hand and said, “How is this snow hot.” To be spread out his hand, but on the side of the fire folders to see clearly, where is what snow, is clearly blood!

    Warm blood!

    The man was so frightened that he hurriedly looked upwards, only to see the corpse of a guard on the eaves of the room staring at him with wide eyes, blood dripping down from his throat.

    “Come on-” He had only just opened his mouth when he saw a silver light flash in front of him, and only felt something hot spurting out of his throat, and then he lost his strength and collapsed limply.

    When he planted himself on the ground, he saw that his companion, who was still talking to him just now, fell on the snow, and when his chest was a red color, even snaked a shocking trace in the snow.

    From the eaves of the house is actually jumped down dozens of people, all are black masked, and the night almost blend into one. And from the other end jumped out of two people, the door in front of the two bodies dragged away, a few moments later, the new “guards” and stood upright in front of the door.

    The black-clothed man in the lead made a gesture, and the group of people silently sneaked into the royal residence.

    Prince Yu’s Mansion, in the bedchamber of His Highness the Prince, Shen Qing sat on the edge of the bed, her body shivering.

    Prince Yu was lying on the soft couch, beside him two beautiful maidservants without an inch of hair were timidly pressing his legs and feeding him, and from time to time they said something that made people’s ears red and hearts beat. Shen Qing bit her lower lip, and an unspeakable shame welled up in her heart.

    She was a first daughter of a high family, she should be married to a good man like His Highness Ding Wang, who knows that now she has fallen into the hands of Prince Yu. Now she is the rightful wife, but she has to be humiliated by these lowly women who don’t know where to come from, and have to see these despicable and shameless images, Shen Qing’s heart is afraid and angry, but even more so, she hates Shen Miao completely.

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