The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

There was peace and tranquility in the Regent's Palace. The candlelight swayed gently in the breeze. The dim and soft light was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, dancing gently, as if whispering those ancient stories that had been buried by the years.

In this eerie, quiet atmosphere, a young girl in a red wedding gown sat quietly, like a flower blooming in the dark night. The gown, as vivid as blood, shimmered with a dazzling luster, embroidered with exquisite patterns and golden threads. Every stitch seemed to be the product of the endless effort of the skilled craftsmen, imbued with the best wishes and earnest expectations for the newlyweds.

The girl lowered her head, her cloud-like hair cascading down like a waterfall, falling softly over her shoulders, perfectly obscuring her delicate face and revealing only a section of her jade-white, graceful neck, as slender and charming as a swan's. Her slender fingers were tightly gripping the edge of her clothes, their knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and her hands were trembling constantly, as if her heart was surging with a variety of complex emotions, making it difficult for her to control herself.

Just then, a sudden chattering noise erupted from outside the door. It turned out to be a group of maids chatting and laughing. The young woman, sitting on her bed in her wedding gown, couldn't help but wonder: I'm clearly dead! Why could I still hear these people talking and laughing so clearly? Her brow furrowed, trying to understand what was going on. Was it an illusion? Or was this the underworld?

After the girl lifted the red veil, she stood there blankly, taking in all this. She thought to herself, "Will I become a ghost's bride after I die?"

As Xing Xuanli was staring at the familiar scene in front of her, before she could react, someone suddenly pushed the door open and a man in red brocade clothes walked in.

Xing Xuanli looked at the man in front of her and asked in confusion: "Yun Mohan, why are you here? Are you dead too?" Xing Xuanli looked at the man in front of her and asked in confusion: "Yun Mohan, why are you here? Are you dead too?"

Yun Mohan frowned and shouted angrily: Xing Xuanli, what are you crazy about?

Yun Mohan stepped forward and grabbed Xing Xuanli's slender neck, and Xing Xuanli almost couldn't breathe.

She used both hands to pry Yun Mohan's hands apart, her face flushed red: "Yun Mohan, let me go..."

Xing Xuanli's voice was hoarse: "Yun Mohan, why, why didn't you let me go until I died? If loving you is my fault, then in the next life, I will definitely not love you."

Her eyes were filled with sadness and despair, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, dripping onto the back of Yun Mohan's hand.

Yun Mohan shuddered slightly, and the strength in his hands unconsciously loosened a little, but he quickly tightened it again, and said with a hardened heart: "Humph, this is all your own fault!"

As he said that, Yun Mohan threw Xing Xuan heavily onto the bed and approached her, his eyes red.

"Today I will let you know the consequences of plotting against me!" Yun Mohan said gritting his teeth.

Xing Xuanli looked at him in horror, her body shaking constantly: "Yun Mohan, you can't do this to me!" Yun Mohan, let me go.

Yun Mohan completely ignored her resistance and held her shoulders tightly with both hands.

Yun Mohan was so angry that he ignored Xing Xuanli's cries.

He tore Xing Xuanli's clothes roughly. Xing Xuanli struggled desperately, but to no avail.

"Yun Mohan, please, wake up!" Xing Xuanli's voice was already tearful and almost desperate.

However, Yun Mohan seemed to have lost his mind at this moment, with only anger and resentment in his heart.

Xing Xuanli's tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. She no longer had the strength to resist.

She closed her eyes in despair, letting the tears flow freely, and her heart sank into the endless dark abyss at this moment.

When Yun Mohan saw her like this, a trace of pity flashed through his mind, but it was quickly covered by anger.

The room was filled with a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.

The pain suddenly hit her, and looking at the familiar scene, she realized that she was reborn, reborn on the day when she and Yun Mohan got married.

Thinking of the various entanglements in her previous life, Xing Xuanli shed tears silently, and the tears kept falling like pearls from a broken string.

She glanced at the sleeping Yun Mohan, feeling a mixture of emotions. But soon, she bit her lip and made up her mind. She would leave the Regent's Palace before Yun Mohan woke up.

Xing Xuanli tiptoed to the door, looked back at the familiar figure again, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Goodbye, Yun Mohan." She said silently in her heart, then gently pushed open the door and stepped into the darkness before dawn.

The next morning, Yun Mohan woke up and rubbed his temples. He didn't know what happened yesterday and came to Xing Xuanli's yard inexplicably.

Even after what happened between them, he didn't reject her and wanted to get close to her.

Yun Mohan was shocked by his own thoughts and couldn't help but feel annoyed. "How could I have such a ridiculous idea? I must have been bewitched by that woman!"

Yun Mohan gathered his clothes and walked out the door. The letter on the table was forgotten.

The morning sun shone on him, but it failed to dispel the gloom in his heart. He walked with heavy steps, his face as cold as an iceberg.

The servants passing by all bowed their heads and saluted, not daring to breathe, for fear of angering the cold-faced prince.

At this time, Xing Xuanli was in the forest.

She walked cautiously, observing her surroundings with vigilance. The trees around her were towering, their branches intertwined, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, creating patches of mottled light and shadow.

Xing Xuanli took a deep breath and felt the fresh air in the forest. Although she felt a little scared, she was more yearning for freedom.

As she was walking, suddenly a rabbit ran in front of her and then ran away.

Xing Xuanli was puzzled. The rabbit looked back at her while running. Xing Xuanli was puzzled. She followed the rabbit to a cave. The rabbit led Xing Xuanli to a cave entrance. The rabbit looked back at Xing Xuanli again and then jumped in.

Xing Xuanli watched the rabbit disappear into the cave, her curiosity growing stronger. She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to follow it into this mysterious cave.

As soon as she entered the cave, a damp smell hit her face. She walked forward cautiously.

Suddenly a voice was heard, which sounded particularly eerie and terrifying in the silent cave.

"Who is trespassing here?" The voice seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to tell the direction.

Xing Xuanli was startled and her body began to tremble unconsciously. She looked around nervously, trying to find the source of the sound.

"Don't be afraid, little girl." The voice came again, and the tone seemed less stern.

Xing Xuanli took a deep breath and said bravely, "It was a rabbit that led me here."