Prince Regent, Take Care of Your Mischievous Wife

The cold wind was mixed with the fierce rain, and the lightning shattered the night sky. And it rained hard

The silver and white moonlight fell on the ground, and the dirty cemetery and the scattered tombstones could be seen.

Several black shadows moved on the ground, like ghosts in the dark night.

Poof-

A roll of straw mat on one person's shoulder fell to the ground, splashing countless splashes of water.

The ruined straw mat spread out, and a vaguely bleeding face was exposed, on which the horizontal and vertical scratches were shocking.

"Why didn't you care a little! Don't you want to be alive?"

"It's too dark here, and it's raining again. I can't tell the directions, or should it be buried here?"

"No! The master told us not to let that person find it! Otherwise all of us will die!"

"Because of this, we should find a place to bury it at random. Nobody will know it, and then it will be more difficult to find!"

"He's right, even if that man knows everything, he will never think about it. After all, we don't even know where we are."

"Okay, quickly dig the pit, throw it in, and leave quickly!"

The rain mixed with blood soaked into the soil, and bloody pavement came out; only a slender wrist was exposed outside with pale color.

The sticky soil continued to fall until the people were covered up; after the rain rushed, and no clues could be seen.

The few shadows watched quietly for a moment, and their figure flashed, blending into the night.

Quack--

It was raining, but countless crows flew here unexpectedly and landed on the ground, with dark blue eyes glowing like a ghost fire in the dark night.

"Either die or die half, which one do you choose?"

"Die half? As long as there is a line of life, it would be alright for me to be a ghost."

"Very good, congratulations! You have become a new Messenger of the Hell, and remember your mission."

"Exchange life for life. One people's life is offset by another with walking in this world and the hell, but without the sun and the moon."

The old people returned, and the turmoil was to rise.

...

The feeling of suffocation caught her, and the cold wind drilled into the thin collar and slid down the body, making her feel cold.

"Princess, if she died, wouldn't it be found that we did it?"

"Shut up! Coward! She's totally dead, and who can find us!"

"Yes, as long as she is dead, no one will fight with me for my brother Charles."

"Huh, it's been a long time since I hated her! I'm much nobler than her. Why should she exceed me and be so arrogant!"

The voice was heard by Lillian Edwin, and she was still dizzy. The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger. She suddenly opened her eyes and finally saw the persons in front of her.

A group of people stood in front of her, the first two girls of whom were petite, with luxurious dress, staring at her resentfully.

The girl in the pink long dress is a little younger; she looked like twelve or thirteen years old, but she was the noblest in the group of people, surrounded by them.

The girl next to her dressed in the light-yellow long dress was a little older, and her long hair was pulled up. She has already reached the marriage age, and her apricot eyes were full of viciousness.

There were two maids standing next to the two girls, and behind them were a few burly men.

They had weapons in their hands and stared at her with their fiendish eyes. They were obviously not good people at first glance.

Lillian Edwin kicked her legs subconsciously, and her body swayed back and forth, only to find that she was hanging on the tree!

It was too late to think about where it was and who was in front of her. The only thought at this time of her was to save herself.

She finally survived, so she didn't want to die like this!

Lillian Edwin touched the top of her head with one hand and she felt a cold thing, which should be the hairpin.

She did not hesitate to pull out the hairpin, cut the rope above her head, and then turned her legs up hard. She was as light as a bird and jumped up the tree.

Lillian Edwin crouched on the tree trunk, and she was slightly stunned. When did she become so agile?