Mu Ziyan woke up in a pool of blood.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a glaring red color. The bright red wedding dress was mixed with scarlet blood. The constantly shaking bridal sedan chair made her feel confused...

"Where is this place?"

Before she could react, an ear-piercing scream came from outside the sedan chair!

"Oh no, the bride is dead!"

Then, several maids and older female servants rushed forward, lifted the curtain of the bridal sedan chair, and dragged Mu Ziyan out.

With a bang, a knife stained with blood fell to the ground.

A dazzling cold light flashed. Mu Ziyan narrowed her eyes and in her panic, she saw a deep cut on her wrist.

Blood was pouring out from the wound...

What a heart-wrenching pain!

She struggled to stand up, but because she had lost too much blood, she had no strength. She could only let the maids and older female servants around her pull her body rudely.

In the chaos, she heard ridicule coming from all directions.

"Ouch, this First Miss of the Mu family is really cruel to herself. The blood on the bridal sedan chair really flowed all the way!"

"If she died, why didn't she die earlier? She died at the gate of King Yan's Manor. She really wanted to disgust King Yan! She was so unlucky in her whole life and married a dead woman."

"Didn't she cry and say that she was going to marry King of Yan? Didn't she force His Majesty to grant her marriage? Now she's finally going to marry into the family. How could she commit suicide in the bridal sedan chair?"

"Who doesn't know that King Yan hates her the most? Even if she successfully marries into King Yan's Manor today, she will have to live as a widow for the rest of her life. It's better to die in the bridal sedan chair. Even if she dies, she will take the title of King Yan's wife. How dignified she is!"

While the maids were talking, they tried their best to get Mu Ziyan into the new room. They threw her onto the bed and left her alone.

Mu Ziyan felt a splitting headache, and a large number of unfamiliar memories appeared in her mind.

She was stunned for a long time, and finally realized that she had been reborn!

The maids in the wedding room all felt unlucky and went out early.

Mu Ziyan struggled to sit up. She first removed the bridal veil covering her head. Only then did she clearly see that the ferocious wound on her wrist was still bleeding.

With such a deep wound, it was obvious that he was courting death.

She endured the pain and first hit her big acupoints to stop bleeding. Then, she tore off a clean piece of cloth and bandaged her wound.

Just as she was dealing with her wound, there was a sudden rush of footsteps at the door.

The maids and older female servants at the door begged for mercy with frightened faces, "Your Highness, please don't be angry!"

"Get lost. I just want to see what this woman is up to!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall man kicked open the door of the bridal chamber and walked in.

Mu Ziyan was leaning against the bed. When she barely raised her head, she faintly saw a man in a white robe appear in front of her.

Wasn't this the King of Yan, Nangong Ruiyuan?

His whole body exuded a dignified momentum. He turned to the maids and old maids outside the door and ordered, "All of you stay outside the door. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

After that, he slammed the door shut.

The sound of the door closing was particularly loud, causing cold sweat to break out on Mu Ziyan's back.

Without saying a word, Nangong Ruiyuan grabbed her by the neck and pressed her hard on the red wedding bed. His fierce look made it seem that they had a deep hatred for each other.

Mu Ziyan had no doubt that the man in front of her really wanted to kill her!

The pain of lack of oxygen and the weakness of blood loss came to her mind together, and she couldn't help struggling.

She squeezed out a few words from her throat. "Let... let go!"

The peanuts, tassels, and red dates on the wedding bed were placed on the ground while she was struggling.

The people outside were afraid that someone would really die, so they still wanted to persuade him, "Your Highness, please show mercy..."

"Shut up!" Nangong Ruiyuan roared.

It was supposed to be their wedding day, but now it was a life-and-death situation. How ironic!

In the large bridal chamber, there were only the couple of newcomers who didn't have a wedding ceremony.

Mu Ziyan was so choked that she couldn't breathe. Everything in front of her gradually became blurred, and a man's vicious voice sounded above her head.

"Mu Ziyan, you really have a good means! Cut your wrist on the bridal sedan chair and make it known to the whole city. If you want to die so badly, I will help you!"

As he spoke, he increased the strength in his hands.

In order to survive, she forced herself to calm down and touched the man's shoulder with her hand. Before Nangong Ruiyuan could react, she found the acupuncture point and tried her best to hit him!

His body was stiff and he couldn't move for a moment. His whole body was stiff and he fell to the ground.

Mu Ziyan clutched her neck and coughed violently. "Cough, cough, cough..."

She lay on the ground and rested for a long time before she finally caught her breath!

I was almost strangled to death by this man!

At the same time, a strange feeling slowly spread through her body. She only felt that her whole body was extremely hot and dry...

This was not a reaction of losing blood and being pinched!

Could it be that she had been poisoned?

It turned out that she cut her wrist in the bridal sedan chair not to commit suicide, but to reduce the efficacy of the medicine in her body.

Nangong Ruiyuan was even angrier. He said angrily, "How dare you plot against me?"

Mu Ziyan felt that his words were rather ridiculous and retorted, "You're the only one who's allowed to strangle me to death. Don't you allow me to fight back? If a rabbit is anxious, it'll bite. You're the one who's the one who's pushing me."

She almost broke her neck, so her voice was hoarse.

"Since ancient times, men have always been respected by women!"

Nangong Ruiyuan didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. He asked confidently, "You are a good-for-nothing. Where did you learn the method of sealing acupoints?"

Just now, he tried to break open the acupoint with his internal force, but it was useless. On the contrary, he felt that his meridians were damaged and his internal force was counterattacked.

"You'd better save your energy. The person who can unlock my acupoints is not born yet! You won't be able to break through it in your next life."

As time went on, the efficacy of the medicine in her body became stronger and stronger. This body had no internal strength, and there was no antidote around her.

If the poison could not be removed for a long time, with her weak body, her life would be in danger at any time.

While she was trying her best to bear the drug efficacy, she saw Nangong Ruiyuan beside her.

There was always a way out. Didn't they see the hope of life?

Nangong Ruiyuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by her. He asked coldly, "What do you want to do?"