Jiangmen's shocking concubine

Chapter 1
Nishino National Calendar, 987, winter, white snow, Nishino Imperial Palace, Dragon Palace.

"Have you decided?" Murong Fu Yun in white looked indifferently at the man standing by the window.

The man at the window looked out of the window, his long and narrow red phoenix eyes were fixed on one direction, and he seemed to be able to smell the blood in the air, but he was the one who made the blood, and he was the one who was washed by the blood forever. I dare not say love to a woman's home.

"Your wife will always be her, and you will never divorce your wife for life."

Murong Fu Yun was shocked all over, and there seemed to be sadness in his eyes but misty non-existence, "This is what she deserves, and I owe her."

In the sky, the pattering snow slowly spiraled down, as if nostalgic for the white clouds in the sky and the warm earth.

Xiye Imperial Capital, Murong Mansion, Suifengyuan.

"Miss! Miss!" The little maid in green stumbled and ran in.

Standing under the tree, the girl in white was full of joy and turned around. In an instant, the world paled. She didn't wear any makeup, but felt that the vulgar makeup had smeared her beauty.

"Xiaoye, slow down, big brother is back? Count the time, it's time to arrive at the imperial capital."

The soft and gentle voice made the little girl in green drop the golden beans.The girl was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it carefully. Could it be that this little girl likes big brother?
"Miss, run! Go! Dong Qi! Take Miss and run away! Run away!" The little maid, ignoring the tears on her face, pulled the girl in white and cried, letting the guards hiding in the dark take her away quickly.

The girl in white, Jun Yaoyao, didn't understand what was going on, and was dragged towards the gate by the little maid.Suddenly, a guard covered in blood appeared in front of her, knelt down on one knee, but his breath was greater than his intake, but he also exhausted all his strength.

"Miss, run quickly... Long Tianxing and Murong Fu Yun conspired to frame the Jun family, the eldest young master was beheaded by the dead, and the Jun family was almost destroyed. Miss, the second young master sent a message, Dong Qi took the young lady... Hurry up!"

It's so cold this winter.

The light snow that was falling slowly turned into a heavy snow that fell rapidly, and tears flowed out at some unknown time.

In the snow, the guard's blood was slowly flowing, and his blood-stained face was gradually revealed. He was actually the second young master's personal guard.

"...Carry him on your back and go back to the palace."

The boy with the sword behind Jun Yaoyao was stunned, "Miss, the second young master has sent a message to tell you to leave quickly, and I will protect you to leave."

"Put it on your back!" Jun Yaoyao's ruthless voice resounded throughout Suifeng Courtyard as she flicked her sleeves away.

The little maid was crying out of breath and wanted to take Jun Yaoyao away, but she stood still on the snow until the boy with the sword picked up the dead guard on his back.

Taking off her shoes, Jun Yaoyao walked out on the snow step by step, as if she didn't know that her feet were frozen.

At the gate of Murong Mansion, a couple got off the carriage and saw Jun Yaoyao walking out barefoot. Murong Fu Yun frowned and stared at Jun Yaoyao's little feet that were already red from the cold.

But as if she didn't see them, she just turned around and left with the little maid beside her who was already crying badly, and behind her was the bodyguard who was carrying the dead bodyguard who was covered in blood.

Subconsciously, Murong Fu Yun followed those four people as if possessed by a demon, watching her step by step as she walked towards the palace.

Once, once it snowed, there would be many children running around on the street.

But today, the originally noisy street became quiet because of the five people in tandem.

The Jun Mansion was strewn with dead bodies, even the elderly and children were doomed to die. The blood all over the ground was like a lake.

On the door plaque of the Jun Mansion, the head hung high up even had a look of contempt and disdain, but deeper down, there was a touch of worry.

Time seemed to freeze, and Jun Yaoyao stood quietly at the gate of the Jun Mansion, looking at the hanging head and the river of blood inside the mansion.

Suddenly the world became dark, who blocked her eyes?

"Hey, let's go home." Murong Fu Yun covered her eyes, not wanting her eyes to be stained with red.

"Go and take off the big brother's head." As if she didn't hear the words of the person behind her, as if she didn't feel that he covered her eyes, her voice was so faint that it would disappear in a second.

The boy with the sword handed the corpse on his back to the little maid, cut off the rope hanging from the head of the young master, stepped forward, and handed the head of the young master to the expressionless Jun Yaoyao.

Dodging the people behind her, Jun Yaoyao walked into the Jun Mansion step by step. This is her home, and this is her final destination. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Jun Yaoyao's eyes were slightly stained with blood.

"Get out of Jun's Mansion!" The childish voice attacked Murong Fu Yun who was behind Jun Yaoyao with piercing sword energy, "Murong Fu Yun, get out of Jun's Mansion again! I want you to die without a place to bury you! Puff...cough cough..."

"Young master!" The little servant girl quickly took a step to block the 5-year-old child, blocking the killing move that was attacking the child.

The body slowly slid down, and the little maid gave Jun Yaoyao a final worried look, "Miss, run away..."

Looking at the little maid who fell on the ground, and seeing the blood red on the snow, a flash of pain flashed in the girl's eyes, and she walked towards the only surviving person in the palace step by step.

Gently picked up the little boy, put the little maid's corpse in one hand, and then walked to another corpse, dragged to the same place, one after another, fell down, got up and continued until all the corpses were dragged to the same place Right in the middle.

Turning around, Jun Yaoyao looked at Murong Fu Yun behind him with a slight smile, "Husband, please don't come in, I want to be alone for a while."

The gate of the Jun Mansion was slowly closed, and in Murong Fu Yun's life, this was the last time he saw his wife's smile.

Holding the little boy, Jun Yaoyao still smiled faintly and knelt on the snow, as if she didn't know the cold. The child in her arms was seriously injured, and her white dress was already stained red by the snow.

"Auntie, Second Uncle...Second Uncle told you to run away... Dong Qi..." Every time he said a word, the little boy would vomit blood.

They can escape, but if they run away, Auntie will have no time to escape. They try their best to give Auntie time to escape, but why does she come back!
Jun Yaoyao was still smiling, but those eyes that were originally lively and seemed to be able to talk were completely empty.

After waiting for a long time, Jun Yaoyao finally recovered and looked down at the little nephew in his arms, "Chenchen, are you afraid of death?"

Even though Jun Chen was only 5 years old, he looked at the woman in front of him with firm eyes and shook his head. He was not afraid of death.

Jun Yaoyao looked back at her guard, and there was a hint of pleading in her eyes, "Dong Qi, a sword pierced into the heart, the Jun Mansion is gone, what's the point of my life?"

(End of this chapter)