227: Massacre (5)

Massacre (5)

On the night of the eighth day of the twelfth month, it began to snow again.0

At the end of the year, the weather gradually cleared up, and the sun was strong for a few days in a row. Unexpectedly, a snowstorm came suddenly that night.

There was almost no one on the streets of the capital. The doors were tightly shut, and one could only see the cold north wind dancing in the air with large patches of rough snow.

In front of Prince Yu's mansion, the red lanterns hanging on the door were blown to the side. The fireworks that had been set off at the door earlier had already been covered by snow. It gave off a sense of desolation like this mansion had been abandoned for a long time.

The two guards outside also drank quite a lot and weren't sober. One of them held a wine gourd in his hand and said with a smile, "I didn't expect we could live to see another princess consort. Who could've thought that the Shen family was actually willing to marry their daughter to a…"

"Heh, it's more like selling than marrying. Even if she's the princess consort." The person who spoke looked inside and shook his head before continuing under his breath, "She can't live long."

"We might get a chance to try her." The former chuckled, his words filled with malice.

"She's pregnant with the prince's child. If you want to die, be my guest," the other man said.

With a whoosh, a figure flashed across the dark and wintry night. The person holding the wine gourd asked, "Did you hear that sound just now?"

"What sound?" The latter waved his hand drunkenly. "Don't be an alarmist."

"It's a joyous occasion for the prince today. It's best if nothing goes wrong." The man was slightly sober. He stood up and looked around, but he did not see anything.

"Don't worry." Another guard laughed at him. "Don't you know what kind of place this is? It's Prince Yu's mansion! Whoever dares to come here to cause trouble will die not even knowing how! Don't think too much. Eh?" He felt something dripping on his face. He wiped it and said, "Why is the snow so hot?" When he opened his hand, he saw clearly that it was not snow but blood!

Warm blood!

That guard was taken aback. As he looked up, he saw the corpse of a guard on the roof staring at him with wide eyes. Blood was dripping from his throat.

"Helpâ€"" Just as he was about to speak, he saw a silver light flash in front of him. He felt something hot gush out of his throat, and his entire body lost its strength and fell weakly to the ground.

Dozens of people jumped down from the eaves. They were all wearing black clothes and masks, almost blending into the night. Two more people jumped out from the other side and dragged the two corpses away.

The leader of the men in black gestured, and the group quietly sneaked into the mansion.

In Prince Yu's bedroom, Shen Qing sat by the bed, trembling.

Prince Yu lay on the soft couch, and two beautiful maids beside him were massaging his legs and feeding him. From time to time, they would flirt with each other. Shen Qing bit her lower lip tightly, and an indescribable sense of humiliation surged in her heart.

She was the daughter of a noble family and was supposed to marry a talented man like Prince Ding. Unexpectedly, she fell into the hands of Prince Yu. Now, as the prince consort, she still had to be humiliated by these lowly maids. Shen Qing was afraid and angry, but of all the people, she hated Shen Miao the most.

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