Chapter 002: Hmph, dare to kill her? Courting death (2)

  Jingyue Xiaomeng's deep, mysterious black eyes narrowed as they fell upon the women in traditional dress before her. Just now, when she was unconscious, she had sensed the dangerous aura emanating from these women, an aura that made her want to kill them.

  Her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she vaguely remembered the words she had heard when she was unconscious, which made her realize that these people wanted to kill her and then abandon her body!

  This is strange. Where am I exactly? Wasn't I in a hurry to get home and watch "The Legend of Sword and Fairy"? Could it be? Have I entered a dream?

  The moon is hidden in the dark, and I twisted myself into a knot, "pain"…

  A clear feeling made Jingyue certain that she was not dreaming at all, so what about this ancient mansion and the women in ancient costumes?

  When Mirror Moon Xiaomeng lowered her head, she saw that she was wearing a phoenix coronet and a cloud-patterned sash, which were only found in ancient costumes. Was this the rhythm of getting married? Just as Mirror Moon Xiaomeng was filled with doubts, the scenes in her mind surged forth like a tide.

  She was shocked to her core, good heavens, Mirror Moon Xiaomeng actually wore a tacky outfit.

  And it's still worn on the body of a "fake dumb" legitimate daughter.

  The master of this body is not actually a mute, but rather feels that everything in this mundane world is too filthy. She doesn't want to open her mouth and speak with these polluted people, in other words, she lives in her own pure and simple world.

  Today, Ben Ni was her and Bai Li Huang Chao's old emperor's eldest son Yan Wang's joyful day. Before she could let Jing Yue Xiao Meng touch more information in her mind, a wave of stinging pain on her body, as well as some fragments from just now, made a chill run through her heart.

  Her gaze, cold and stern, fell on the maid wearing a purple dress, a hint of darkness flashing at the bottom of her eyes. Without making a sound, she pursed her red lips and said in a clear voice: "How did I end up here?"

  Jingyue Xiaomeng's lips moved slightly, her voice soft and gentle, but as it fell into the ears of the three people in front of her, it had a startling effect. Dong'er and the other two widened their eyes, staring at Jingyue Xiaomeng with pale faces. The two little maids behind Dong'er were already trembling with fear, crying out in terror: "Dong'er sister, ghost, ghost!"

  Dong Er's face was also filled with terror as she stared at Jing Yue Xiao Meng, had she not misheard? Was it really the eldest miss who had just spoken those words? Dong Er's palms were also sweating profusely, her dark eyes gleaming with a sharp light. She had only heard that ghosts appeared at night, never during the day. It was said that ghosts didn't have shadows. After her sharp gaze fell on the shadow behind Jing Yue Xiao Meng, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

  The big sister is not a ghost. There's no time to be suspicious now, comforting herself in her heart, maybe they just misheard. Just as Dong Er was thinking this way, Jing Yue's lips, as bright red as a rose, pursed again and said: "Say, why am I here."

  Jingyue Xiaomeng's voice was colder than before, her direct gaze fixed on Dong'er who wore a purple dress. Her deep and mysterious black eyes sparkled with a chilling glint that made people tremble, the woman in front of her was completely different from the one she usually saw.

  Just now, Dong Er was still comforting herself that she had misheard. But now she swore that she hadn't misheard, because the hand under her sleeve was clenched into a fist, with sharp fingernails digging into her palm. The pain transmitted through her hand told her that she hadn't misheard at all.

  Dong'er was shocked in her heart, if it were really so, then she would have to quickly settle the eldest sister. Otherwise, today's death would be hers. Dong'er forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart and forced a smile: "Eldest sister, I'm Dong'er, aren't you the one who just said that before getting married, you wanted to see the white plum tree you planted with your own hands? Eldest sister, have you forgotten?"

  Dong Er's soft probe. A heart was raised to the throat.

  As for Dong Er's everything, it all fell into Jing Yue Xiao Meng's eyes. Her deep and mysterious black pupils flashed a cold glint, but her face didn't move at all. Her eyebrows, like the crescent moon, slightly furrowed as she rubbed her temples: "Is that so? How come I don't remember how I got here?"

  "Ugh...my head hurts so much...I feel dizzy..." Jing Yue Xiao Meng furrowed her brow and closed her eyes, her body swaying gently back and forth a few times.