Xu Zhixi put away the silver needle and secretly pierced it on her wedding dress.
The bright red wedding dress seemed to have been soaked in blood, and the complicated embroidery patterns were outlined with silver threads, which was very elegant.
With a bang, the sound of gongs and drums outside the sedan suddenly stopped. The sedan fell directly and hit the ground.
Xu Zhixi swayed, holding her sides to steady herself, and raised her voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
No one responded.
So, she opened the hijab and then the sedan curtain, only to find that the surroundings were pitch black and empty.
The servants of the Xu family who were playing music, singing and carrying sedans all disappeared without a trace.
Even the ground was clean, not even a single suona was left behind.
"It's a ghost..."
She murmured, swallowed, and dug her nails into her palms.
"Madam is still so smart."
An inexplicable gust of wind blew up her head curtain, and the silver bead chain rattled. Xu Zhixi's eyes widened, and a figure in red suddenly appeared in her sight, approaching her step by step.
A fierce ghost in red?
Accompanied by the man's chuckle, "I knew last night that my husband was a ghost, and today I also know that I have hit a ghost. He is really smart."
Madam, for my husband...
"Xu Xuan?"
Xu Zhixi tentatively said.
The red figure was getting closer and closer, so close that in this dark environment, Xu Zhixi could see his face, but not very clearly.
His broad sleeves swayed, and several clusters of green will-o'-the-wisps appeared around him, illuminating him.
Even if the atmosphere was terrifying now, even if the person standing in front of her was the legendary ghost, she still had to be amazed by him.
He leaned down, with short black hair, a pale face, delicate eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and smooth facial lines. If one part is added, it will be too long, and if one part is removed, it will be too short.
A pair of cold star-like black pupils were like two inlaid obsidian stones, and his thin lips seemed to be smeared with blood, which was even more gorgeous than the red clothes he was wearing.
Lang Yan is unique.
This word came to Xu Zhixi's mind.
His fingers pinched Xu Zhixi's chin. Her chin was almost numb from the ice of that hand, and the ice cubes were not as cold as his hand.
"She looks pretty good."
I don't know if it's because Xu Xuan, a fierce ghost, is good-looking, but Xu Zhixi is not that scared.
She despised herself as a beauty control person.
The smile on Xu Xuan's lips was playful, "I'm a little reluctant to kill you."
Xu Zhixi was startled, her heart was in her throat again, and her body was trembling a little. She said in a deep voice: "You want to kill me? Could it be that you really killed the previous bride?"
The cold fingertips rubbed Xu Zhixi's chin, causing Xu Zhixi to tremble even more and her long eyelashes trembled, "What do you think?"
His voice was vague and ambiguous.
Xu Zhixi's mind was racing, "Aren't you being suppressed in Xu's house now? How come you are here and how can you come out?"
He let go of Xu Zhixi and stood up. The green will-o'-the-wisp reflected on his face, with a half-smile on his lips, "This is Xu Zhixi, Madam, you are back."
"How is that possible? He was clearly on the mountain just now."
In an instant, Xu Xuan's figure and the ghost fire disappeared completely, and the sound of suona, gongs and drums was faintly heard again in his ears.
She opened her eyes suddenly, the hijab still covering her.
The sound of gongs and drums suddenly stopped again.
This was followed by a shout, "The bride has arrived - get off the sedan chair."
It just seemed like a dream.
But it was extremely clear that the coldness of Li Gui's fingertips still seemed to remain on her chin.
…
Sure enough, as Mrs. Xu said before, the sun had already set after returning from "Liaoshan".
Xu Zhixi stepped out of the sedan and lifted her hijab. Although the sky outside was not as dark as in the dream just now, it was already covered by dark clouds and the gray sky was shrouded in black air.
But it wasn't completely dark yet and the ceremony couldn't begin.
Xu Zhixi was sent to the room where she had dressed before. After the door was closed, there were only two people left in the room.
One is Xu Zhixi.
The other one stood silently at the door.
The hijab was placed on Xu Zhixi's head again, and she was asked not to take it off until the ceremony was over. Therefore, she could only see the green skirt belonging to another person through the gap under the hijab.
"Xiao Cui."
Xu Zhixi was almost certain.
Xiao Cui did not dodge and replied: "Third Madam, let me serve you."
Somehow, Xu Zhixi felt that her tone sounded strange.
Xiaocui gradually approached and stood next to Xu Zhixi, and then, before she could react, he lifted her hijab.
Xu Zhixi was a little confused.
"Third Madam, let me serve you."
She repeated, her voice faint, like the hissing of a poisonous snake.
There were only two candles lit in the room, which was very dim. She stood and stared at Xu Zhixi sitting on the stool, which seemed condescending.
Her eyes were cold, and there was a weird smile on her lips. Her originally pretty face, coupled with the weird red spots at the corners of her eyes, looked twisted and ferocious.
It was difficult for Xu Zhixi not to notice this weird atmosphere. She frowned, pursed her lips and said, "What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything."
She loosened her fingers and waved lightly, and the red hijab fell down, drawing a beautiful line in the air, while her right hand pulled out a dagger with a black handle from her left sleeve.
"It's just that I don't want you to become the third young master's wife!"
She stared at Xu Zhixi with wide eyes and put the dagger against her neck, "Why can that woman and you marry the third young master! Only I, only I truly love the third young master!"
"You all come to fight with me!"
Xu Zhixi reached out and grabbed her dagger-holding wrist, her voice trembling: "Calm down, I didn't steal it, I was forced. You know... it was Xu Bai, Xu Bai forced me. I didn't think about it. Marry him."
Xiaocui's eyes narrowed and her hands relaxed, "You don't want to marry him?"
Seeing the drama, Xu Zhixi nodded heavily: "Yes, I don't want to marry him. I don't love him, so I don't want to marry him."
However, Xiaocui was not comforted. Her eyes widened again, her hands pressed harder, and her tone became more fierce, "You don't want to marry him! How dare you despise him!"
Even though the situation was urgent at the moment, Xu Zhixi felt speechless despite being panicked.
Yes, you can’t marry him if you want to, and you can’t if you don’t want to marry him.
It's all your decision to co-author it!
"You dare to despise the young master, then there is no point in living, just die with that woman! I drained that woman's blood, and I will drain yours too! I will also slide your face off and scream You seduced my third young master!"
Xu Zhixi's pupils shrank, no, when did she seduce Xu Xuan?
While holding her wrist tightly, she shouted for help: "Help, it's murder!"
Xiaocui's hand holding the dagger gradually became stronger.
