Reborn!The terminally ill prince is looking at me again

Chapter 1 Taking advantage of his illness, killing him

Blood……

Along the corners of her lips, it dripped into the fiery red wedding dress.

The flames were burning, and the gold-plated happy characters on the wall were turning into ashes little by little, the mandarin duck brocade was torn and covered with dirty footprints, the candles were tumbling, the fruit plate was dumped, and her brother Xue...

Her elder brother Xue's limbs were crooked, his body was in a strange and twisted posture, and he was hanging from the beam like a marionette on a string!
"A doll made of one thousand three hundred and four pieces of ice silk is either alive or dead, immortal, and can be with you forever. Do you like this congratulatory gift?"

The man behind him wrapped his arms around her waist, his slender fingers were like warm but cold knives, slicing her eyebrows, nose bridge, lips little by little, and finally... caressing her neck.

"Why are you always so disobedient? Do you only behave better if you cut off this place?"

"Mei Zhuoxue...you bastard who got paid a thousand knives! You bastard!!!"

……

Hua Zuili suddenly turned over from the soft bed and sat up, with cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"Miss!" Zhiqiu, who was guarding the door, heard the exclamation, hurriedly opened the door and entered, ran to his own lady and patted her on the back.

"Miss, is it a nightmare again?"

"Go and open the window..."

The rain outside the window has stopped, only a little drop of water condensed into dew slides down the green leaves.

The air is fresh, mixed with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, and Huazuili takes a deep breath, feeling much refreshed.

She rubbed between her eyebrows: "How long have I been asleep?"

Zhiqiu replied, "It's less than a stick of incense."

She nodded: "Then I guess there is another cup of tea, they should be here, let's change clothes."

Zhiqiu helped his master to dress, picked up a men's gown in the style of flying cranes and green bamboos, and couldn't help asking: "Miss, do you really want to replace the young master as a companion for the prince? Obviously, the prime minister can refuse. "

Ever since Miss fell into the water three days ago, she has been in a daze, looking up at the sky without knowing what she was thinking.

Until yesterday, a person from the palace said that he wanted to find a few companions for the prince who is far away in the south of the Yangtze River to cultivate his morals, to accompany him to play, and to increase his popularity by the way.

But who doesn't know that the prince is a sick child, the kind who has no tomorrow today.

Zhiqiu was worried: "It's not a day or two since the sage made an order to find a companion, but the seven companions before became ill after being with them for less than three days, and they are still bedridden until now."

"Miss, it's pretty good, why do you have to move forward?"

Hua Zuili chuckled softly: "I don't want to deal with a sick man, but who told him... to be called Mei Zhuoxue."

Even if reborn,
This name is still her lingering nightmare.

The wedding ceremony became a purgatory, the groom was made into a human skin puppet, and she became a prisoner, imprisoned in the East Palace, and domesticated like a cat.

She resisted, she struggled, she begged.

What can be exchanged is heavy humiliation over and over again.

In order to protect her family from coercion, she lied to her for decades, and finally managed to escape after drinking once.

Unexpectedly, it was too late.

Mei Zhuoxue had already used Qingyu's incident to contain her father, promoted officials who were opposed to the prime minister's government, and beheaded countless relatives.

The guillotine in front of the vegetable market was washed with blood again and again, and even the faction of the third prince, who was assisted by his father, who could contend against it, was frightened into quails.

The prime minister's mansion was struggling to survive, and at this moment rumors suddenly spread in the capital...

It is said that it was because she became a dead flower and a willow on the night of her wedding, and suffered from bad luck, the prime minister's mansion was reduced to such a point.

These rumors became more and more intense, and she gradually became a villain that everyone could not avoid. In order to win the hearts of the people, His Royal Highness, the crown prince who was about to become emperor, ordered her to kill herself, and the entire Xiangfu family was exiled to the wilderness.

It was very dark that day, and all the people in the city held up torches to surround the entrance of the mansion. She still remembered the excited and morbid smiles on everyone's faces when the eunuch read out the decree.

Make the best use of everything, really worthy of His Royal Highness...

When the long sword cut through his throat, it didn't hurt as much as he had imagined.

But I don't want to use this to be reborn.

She is still the eldest lady of Xiangfu's pampered family, and Mei Zhuoxue is just a sick and weak prince who has not yet fully fledged.

Everything hasn't happened yet, so just kill all misfortunes!
Mei Zhuoxue, this person must die!
Hua Zuili looked at the elegant young man in the bronze mirror with his hair tied in a snow robe, his eyes flashed fiercely, "Oh, by the way, how is Cheng Yun?"

"Miss, don't worry, the young master was bruised and swollen by you. You won't be able to leave the house for three or two months."

"Well, very good."

A quaint carriage stopped outside the inn. Through the carved window, he saw an old man in a rat-gray coat coming out of it. He looked up at her and raised his hand in a bow.

She also returned the gift.

"Let's go and meet our highness the crown prince."

... * ...

The small courtyard of Yixiang is picturesque.

Looking at the wind curtain and emerald curtain, Hua Zuili couldn't help but sigh that that guy is really favored.In just a few dozen steps, she has already seen Qianshan, Sun Moon Lake...these miniatures of historic sites that can only be seen in ancient books.

The expense of such financial, material and manpower is beyond her imagination, but Mei Zhuoxue is so favored, the assassination must be cautious and cautious.

"Young Master Chengyun." Fu Bo closed the carved wooden door of Longzui Pavilion, and walked to Hua Zuili again, "You can go in now, but His Highness has just finished drinking the medicine and is a little weak, so..."

Hua Zuili immediately understood: "Don't worry, Uncle Fu, I won't disturb Your Highness for too long."

Uncle Fu rolled up his mouse-gray long sleeves, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Young Master Chengyun, please."

The gauze is flying, and the ink scroll is long.

Wisps of misty Fanxiang meandered up, and the complicated curtains had already been rolled up high, revealing the thin and handsome person on the bed.

Ebony black hair hung straight down his shoulders, his eyes were rippling, and he was leaning there quietly with a book in his hand.

Hua Zuili knelt on the fox fur futon in front of the bed, clenched her hands into fists, fearing that an impulse would tear up this unparalleled 'Danqing ink scroll' recklessly.

She tried her best to restrain herself, but all kinds of things in her previous life came back like earth-shaking.

His control, his strength, his possession... Those painful and beautiful memories suddenly awakened at this moment.

Mei Zhuoxue, really... long time no see...

"It's Hua Chengyun who came, young man?" Wen Run's indifferent voice rang in his ears.

Hua Zuili covered her deep eyes, and said slowly, "It's my minister."

He paused: "What did you just say?"

When will this person become deaf?Hua Zuili suppressed her impatience, and said again: "My minister Hua Chengyun, I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Even if the crisp voice was deliberately lowered, it still blended with the voice of lovesickness in the memory.

Mei Zhuoxue raised her head abruptly, and looked straight at the slender figure bowing her head not far away, "You...you raise your head...cough cough cough cough!"

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1. The heroine in the previous life was emotionally ignorant, and she has nothing to do with that Liang

2. There was a misunderstanding in the previous life of the hero and heroine

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