The eldest son of the Ji family, the richest man in western Hunan, was seriously ill and spent 500 yuan to buy a wedding bride.
On the wedding night, the red candles were dim.
Liu Qingyuan looked at the breathless man on the couch with cold eyes, silver needles flickering on her fingertips, thinking about how to make him die "naturally and suddenly" so as to find out the truth about her sister's tragic death.
The next second, the rumored sick man who was powerless jumped up and grabbed her throat with his iron-like hands.
"Who sent you here?" His eyes were like a wolf.
She calmly pressed his vital point with her backhand and smiled coldly: "Young master, do you like the taste of cinnabar red and benzoin? If you kill me, there will be two corpses tomorrow morning."
One is a ruthless and hateful Miao poison doctor;
One is a sinister young man who is in deep trouble and pretends to be ill.
Two people covered in spikes reached a deadly deal in this man-eating house.
During the day, they are a sickly young man and a timid village girl who seem to be inseparable from each other;
At night, they were the male and female evil spirits who went back to back to kill the business community in western Hunan.
In this extreme struggle for life, who was moved first?
