On the day of Fengguan Xiapei, my concubine picked up a sword and bloodbathed the wedding hall.
He pinched my chin and chuckled: "Sister, she looks so beautiful in her wedding dress, but unfortunately... She can only wear it for me to see."
When all the guests in the hall were silent, I put the dagger at his throat with my backhand: "Do you think I am still the little girl you were able to manipulate ten years ago?"
He gasped and licked the blood on the tip of the knife: "What a coincidence, I'm even afraid of myself when I go crazy."
