In March of the early spring, the crown prince's wedding.

As soon as the young lady of the Song family entered the Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince ordered her to take off her wedding dress and let her marry Prince Anjing.

The bride fell in love with the First Prince and committed suicide when she went out of the Eastern Palace. As a result, she was lucky and did not die. Then, General Song sent someone to carry the bridal sedan chair to Prince Anjing's Manor overnight.

This was really the most bizarre marriage in the history of the current dynasty.

"Get out of here!"

As soon as the sedan chair landed, Murong Li, who was carried to the bridal chamber by the servants, immediately roared angrily.

The people next to him turned around, locked the wedding room, and left.

After all, they were well aware of Prince Yu's temper.

"You... get out of here!"

He pointed at her, but he looked at her arrogantly. Song Wanyun was tied up and couldn't move at all, but she was scared by the man's roar.

Immediately after, the veil above her head was lifted. Because it was pulled too hard, the crown on her head could not help shaking, and her hair was in pain.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

As soon as she raised her eyes, a pair of gloomy and cold eyes stared straight at her, which made her feel a chill down her spine.

Although it was said that she was a genius surgeon before her transmigration and could calm down at any time, seeing this man now made her heart tremble.

She raised her head and stared at him with her eyes wide open.

The man in front of her was dressed in a black brocade robe. Even though he was sitting on a wooden chair, he had a noble temperament. His facial features were extremely beautiful, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were mysterious and indifferent.

He moved the chair and approached her.

"I, I'll get lost... I'll get lost..." As she said that, Song Wanyun jumped off the bed and was about to run.

"Stop!" Behind her, a cold voice stopped her. "You're going to be wronged if you marry me?"

"What?" Song Wanyun looked back in confusion, but she remembered that her mother had reminded her before she got married. Although Prince An Jing was handsome, he was a hot-tempered block of ice. She couldn't afford to provoke him.

"Song Wanyun, you've been wronged for marrying me, haven't you?"

The man's voice was getting stronger and stronger. The next second, he waved his hand, and all the cups on the table fell to the ground.

Hearing the sound of porcelain falling on the ground, Song Wanyun quickly took a few steps back and bowed slightly. She shook her head obediently and denied, "No, no... it's just me..."

"Since you didn't, why did you jump into the river?" The man turned his head and looked at her with a gloomy face, looking at her with his dark eyes.

Although this skinny woman was not very stunning, her eyes were clear and bright.

Song Wanyun naturally didn't know how to explain it. After all, as soon as she time-traveled here, she was picked up from the river and was wet all over.

Come on, pull out her wedding dress and tie her to the woodshed!

After Murong Li ordered coldly, he turned around and did not look at her at all. Instead, he played with the thumb ring in his hand, with a sinister and charming look in his eyes.

"I'm afraid I won't have to hear this answer after tonight."

Hearing this, she was inexplicably shocked.

The next second, she was dragged out of the wedding room by two men who looked like servants.

She simply tried to save face. She directly patted the dust on her dress, raised her head and puffed out her chest, and followed the two people out.

If she didn't go to the woodshed, she wouldn't be able to kill her!

Seeing Song Wanyun walk out of the wedding room so proudly, the two of them couldn't help laughing. They were afraid that she really didn't know what they were going to face.

When they arrived at the woodshed, Song Wanyun was locked up in it.

She was not in a hurry. To be honest, she was still a little confused until now, as if she could wear it back.

However, she was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, so even if it was dark here, she could smell a smell of dried up blood.

After sensing that something was wrong, Song Wanyun immediately pulled out the sharpest hairpin on her head and hid it in her sleeve.

In the middle of the night, she held the hairpin and leaned against the corner of the wall to sleep. After smelling a strange fragrance, she suddenly woke up.

She was not familiar with this smell, but she could conclude it based on her experience.

Yes, it was knockout incense!

Song Wanyun immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, leaning against the corner of the wall and pretending to be asleep.

Then, she heard two footsteps on the ground. She narrowed her eyes and saw a cold light flash by the window.

The two men were slowly approaching her, holding a Bright Earth Sword in their hands.

No wonder that man would say that he would not be able to hear her answer after tonight. It turned out that the young ladies of the royal family who married him were all killed in this way, rather than those who were rumored to die of sudden illness!

At that time, the two men raised their swords and slashed in her direction. Song Wanyun glanced at the pile of grass next to her and immediately leaned to the side, hiding behind the pile of grass.

Before the two of them could react, her hairpin had been inserted accurately into the neck of one of the men.

The man held his bloody neck, and before he could speak, he had already fallen to the ground.

The remaining man was playing cat and mouse games with Song Wanyun in the woodshed.

When she skillfully stabbed another man to death again, she leaned against the wall and gasped.

Just now, the sword was almost one step faster than her and had been inserted into her chest.

Looking at the two people lying on the ground, she realized clearly that she had really time-traveled to another world!

However, Prince An's Mansion was really not a good place to live. She didn't even know if she would be as lucky as she was today in the future.

After Song Wanyun calmed down, she climbed out of the window and opened the door.

The woodshed was very remote. She gritted her teeth and dragged the two men's bodies to the door of the bridal chamber.

Looking at the candlelight in the room, she couldn't help but want to scold her mother. "Damn, I'm afraid that this man wants to grow old alone and kill his wife in a different way."

After putting the body at the door, her fingers were stained with the blood of the man, and she wrote a few big words directly.

When Murong Li opened the door and saw the corpse and the word "blood" outside, he couldn't help but sneer coldly.

"He even wrote my name as an oath. It seems that he has really underestimated this woman!"

"Since she's not dead, let's ask her to make tea for Consort Dowager." After simply dealing with the bodies outside the room, Murong Li ordered coldly. A trace of chilling light flashed in his long and cold eyes.

Not long after Song Wanyun returned to the woodshed, she was led by the officials to the Full Moon Pavilion.

Consort Dowager and Madam Dowager were sitting there, enjoying the tea with their heads lowered. A beautiful woman stood beside her. When she saw her, a trace of defensive disgust flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Of course, Song Wanyun knew that it was Prince An Jing's mansion after all. As a man whose engagement had been canceled by the Crown Prince, it was not proper for her to get married. It was reasonable for people here to dislike her.

Who are you? Consort Dowager asked lazily without looking up.

Just as Song Wanyun was about to step onto the stairs...