Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 573 You don't deserve to live
The eighth day of the first lunar month.

Although it was almost the beginning of spring, the sky suddenly turned cold, the sky was heavy, and there were sporadic snowflakes.

"This damn weather is colder than in the twelfth lunar month!"

"I'm afraid this snow will be a big deal!"

Passers-by on the road complained a few words, tightened their skirts, locked their necks and continued on their way against the cold wind.

Suddenly, a festive sound of gongs and drums sounded, attracting the attention of passers-by.

In the distance, a team of dowry gifts tied with red silk came slowly.

The leader was a man in charge, followed by a matchmaker in red and green.

The dowry line is not long, and you can count them at a glance, only twenty or so sparse.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, it is very rare to give a betrothal gift, and passers-by stop and whisper.

"The emperor bestowed a marriage, marrying the eldest lady of Zhen Guogong's mansion, oh, now it's Su Bo's mansion!"

Seventh Emperor Uncle, you really can do it.

This clump was planted when she was ten years old, and it was the same as the one in Prince Jin's mansion.When she looked at the bamboo, she would think that she liked the same thing as Uncle Qihuang, and her heart was secretly sweet.

A clump of purple bamboos was planted outside her window, and the bamboo shadows were whirling, printed on the window paper by the moonlight, clean and elegant.

The matchmaker who was following her shook her head.

Wang Caidan's hand trembled, and a hole was poked in the window paper.

Wang Caidan's face changed, and he looked at him in shock, "You...you know?"

But for them, the betrothal gift was only 50 taels of silver, and the sum might not even be taels of silver.

This was the first time she had such close contact with Uncle Seventh Emperor, and it was in her boudoir without anyone else.

With a cold face, Wang Caidan asked his servants to carry his mother back to the room.

As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly, and stared at Wang Caidan intensely, "I don't need to plan this time, I just follow my heart."

Wang Caidan looked up at him and murmured, "Uncle Seventh Emperor..."

Wang Caidan stared at Zhao Chengyuan, hoping to see a trace of his intolerance before he died.

"Who's in such a hurry to give a dowry in the first month?"

"Because you don't deserve to live."

His whole body was icy cold, even those gorgeous eyes were as cold as a pool of cold.

"

The scissors are what she often uses as a female celebrity, and they have been kept in the sewing basket.

"He won't die."

Therefore, this dowry is only willing to give these things, and the contents of the twenty liters are also very empty, just an empty shelf.The one who gave the dowry didn't even have a person from the host's family, and only a manager came to take charge. Mrs. Liao didn't intend to give face to Miss Wang's family at all.

There was a killing intent on him, Wang Caidan knew that King Jin didn't come here to scare her.

Although she never thought that this marriage would come true, and she was indifferent to matters related to marriage, but now her chest is full of anger.

For a marriage of this kind of aristocratic family in the capital, the betrothal gift must be given to 36, plus one or two thousand taels of silver.

Wang Caidan fell down on the chair with a pale face, her only chance of survival was gone.

Zhao Chengyuan didn't answer, it was a tacit consent.

Only then did Wang Caidan notice that he was holding a pair of sharp scissors in his hand.

The person next to him joked, "Look at this dowry, which small family it should be, even if they tell you, you don't know."

When the betrothal team entered the Su Bo's mansion, Mrs. Wang's face sank.

The people were in an uproar, "Master Liao!"

"Don't Seven Emperors want to know who that person is? You let me go, I'll tell you the truth."

She raised her hands with difficulty, gripping the scissors firmly, making a gurgling sound in her throat.

She wants to survive, but fortunately, she still has a bargaining chip in her hand.

But I don't want the emperor to doubt you. I hold the scissors myself, and I won't be able to find out anything. You will be safe...

Although Wang Caidan's heart was riddled with holes, when he heard these words from his own mouth, he was still heartbroken.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

This anger has the powerlessness of being unable to get rid of this marriage, and the resentment that cannot be resolved after being humiliated.

The bride price is only 100 taels!

She turned her head stiffly, and saw Zhao Chengyuan, dressed in black, standing behind her like a ghost.

She took a sharp step back, and the joy and shyness disappeared, replaced by fear, pain, and disbelief.

Zhao Chengyuan looked cold, "I want your life, I don't have to do it myself, I just need to let the wind out, you once asserted that the life of Princess Jin is not long, and that person will take your life. But so, it is difficult to understand the king's death." The hatred in my heart."

"why?"

She was useless for dinner, she just sat in the study and stared out the window in a daze.

Mrs. Liao, the mistress of the Liao family, didn't want this marriage at all, saying that the eldest lady of the Wang family was a loser, which caused Mr. Liao to miss the scientific examination, and the Liao family fell.

She smiled wryly, "Just because I said a few days ago that Princess Jin suffered a miserable end, did Uncle Qihuang take his anger out on me? I wasn't the one who wanted to kill her, so why did you kill me?"

Scared?The servant proudly straightened his back, and his walking posture was more gentle than ordinary servants, he couldn't lose the face of Liao Shi!

"Yes."

Wang Caidan was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was talking about.

Zhao Chengyuan was dark and cold, "Your thoughts are probably more vicious than that person's. Keeping you will always be a disaster."

Zhao Chengyuan said expressionlessly, "You Ning will not die, you will die."

Uncle Qihuang is planning to create the illusion that she committed suicide?
Wang Caidan looked at her in fear, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Uncle Seventh Emperor, we grew up together, are you really capable?"

"You came tonight to kill me?"

She stretched out her finger and traced the bamboo shadow on the window paper, "Uncle Qihuang, if Han Youning died, would you be sad?"

"Do not want to."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chengyuan moved his wrist slightly, and the scissors flew out sharply, hitting Wang Caidan's throat.

Wang Caidan's eyes were wide open, blood gushed from his mouth, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

"What is the Liao family in Lin'an? There are a lot of high-ranking nobles in the capital! If Mr. Liao hadn't sold the owner to seek glory, we would not know that there is a Liao family in Lin'an mansion!"

Even so, Wang Caidan's heart suddenly surged with joy and a touch of shyness.

A heart-piercing voice came from behind.

A servant carrying the dowry was not happy, "What a small family, we are the Liao family of Lin'an Prefecture, and the master is Master Liao, the left servant of the Ministry of War!"

But their Liao family is also deceiving people too much!

Hearing these words, the servant became more and more ugly, his pride suddenly disappeared, and he quickened his pace to get rid of those annoying people.

But I heard various voices, "It turns out that Mr. Liao, who betrayed his master and begged for glory, is getting married!"

She has not recovered from her illness, but she still stood up with support, she just didn't want Liao to pick on her mother's faults, and let Caidan suffer in vain in the future.

And that steward, who is arrogant, speaks rather unpleasantly, and behaves more like a master than a master!
Mrs. Wang didn't come up in one breath, and fainted from anger.

Blood spurted out, and sprinkled red plums on the window paper.

"Twenty dowry gifts, minus the three animals, seafood, four capitals, fructose, rice and tea leaves, there is nothing left. It's so shabby... I'm afraid Miss Wang will cry a lot."

It's a pity that the man in front of him is colder than the millennium ice on the snow mountain, so he just stood far away, watching her vitality gradually dissipate.

Wang Caidan couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly closed his eyes.

Uncle Seven...

　Don't let her be a demon anymore, at the request of the majority of sisters, let Wang Caidan receive the lunch box!

　　Although some of the following plots will involve her, I will change it a bit, and it will not affect it.She's lived so long that I'm mad at myself!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)