After the divorce, I was adorned in a phoenix robe, while my ex-husband's entire family dug up

Before Lu Jieyue could react, a sharp, burning pain suddenly exploded in her left cheek, as if a ball of fire was burning and spreading along the lines of her skin.

She staggered back half a step, frantically touching her cheek, her fingertips barely touching the skin before being moistened by a sticky, warm liquid.

The blood slid down his jawline, dripping onto the bright red wedding dress, staining it even more vividly, carrying a chilling and tragic air.

"Ah—!" The sharp pain finally broke through the brief moment of disorientation.

She was trembling with pain and curled up on the ground.

He covered the wound tightly with his other hand, but the blood just wouldn't stop, seeping out from between his fingers, flowing down his wrist and into his sleeve, bringing a cold, sticky sensation.

"Blue Sparrow! What are you doing!"

Qingque slowly peeled away the layer of skin on her face, revealing a familiar face.

"My dear sister, I'm not happy myself, how can I bear to see you happy?"

Lu Jieyue felt ice-cold all over. Looking at the person before her, she opened her mouth, "Ah...Ah Shuang...you're not dead!"

Lu Jieshuang asked, "Very disappointed?"

"You forced me to do this."

"My body is barely cold, and the Marquis's mansion is already holding a wedding banquet. How can I go to the underworld in peace?"

Lu Jieyue covered her face, fear spreading throughout her body.

"You're a madman! A madman!"

"My face! My face!"

Ignoring the pain, she immediately got up from the ground and looked for the bronze mirror.

"My dear sister, don't worry, I'll bandage your wounds. I can't bear to kill you."

As the blood flowed more and more, Lu Jieshuang slowly took out her needle and thread and walked towards Lu Jieyue.

Lu Jieyue trembled all over, "What...what exactly do you want to do!"

Lu Jieshuang roughly pierced Lu Jieyue's flesh with her needle and thread, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I am a wanted criminal."

"I have nowhere else to go, take me to the Meng residence."

"Don't worry, I just don't want you to be happy, I won't hurt you. Even if Meng Yun despises you, you can still become the mistress of the Meng family and have the power to allocate money. I will continue to be a rich young lady. On the surface, I am your maid, but you know how you should treat me behind my back, my dear sister."

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee I won't do something even more outrageous."

"Hmm, let me think... how about making it so you can't give birth at all?"

Lu Jieyue gasped for breath, staring at Lu Jieshuang in horror.

Lu Jieshuang's smile was like a ghost's. "I can change faces, so don't try to be clever, sister, unless you never need a maid in your life."

"The auspicious time has arrived—"

"Young Miss, the groom is already waiting outside the mansion. What a grand spectacle!"

A maidservant outside reminded her.

Lu Jieyue's voice trembled, "I...I understand."

Her heart was broken. If Brother Mengyun saw her face, would he really stop liking her?

*

Lu Jieyue, with a red veil covering her face, was supported by Qingque.

The people from the Marquis's residence were all standing at the gate. Lu Jieyue went to pay her respects to the old lady first.

"Sister, go." Lu Zhufeng said with tears in his eyes.

Lu Jieyue spoke softly, "Zhufeng, after I'm gone, you must be more composed and take good care of Mother, Aze."

Lu Ze remained expressionless, only saying, "Remember to bring me business."

Wei Jiaruo smiled and said, "I wish my sister-in-law a speedy delivery of a son."

Wei Zhaoning didn't speak, but stared suspiciously at the maid named Qingque.

Qingque accidentally met Wei Zhaoning's gaze, and abruptly lowered her head, her eyes darting away.

Lu Jieyue, supported by Qingque, walked to the entrance of the Marquis's mansion. A warm, large hand took her hand and gently led her to the carriage.

"What a grand display! It seems Lord Meng is truly fond of Miss Lu."

"Exactly, I've never seen anyone so generous!"

Whispers arose from the surrounding crowd.

But Lu Jieyue was filled with unease; what if Brother Meng Yun saw her face...?

On second thought, Meng Yun likes her so much, even if she's a little ugly, he won't change his mind so quickly, right?

As long as she can give birth to a son to solidify her position and become a virtuous wife and loving mother, Brother Mengyun won't abandon her...

She thought about it, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She felt like she was deceiving herself, and before she knew it, her palms were sweating.

Upon arriving at the Meng residence, she sat in the bridal chamber.

There are quite a few guests attending the wedding banquet today, all of whom came because of Meng Yun.

Meng Yun was still being forced to drink outside until the third watch of the night.

The longer Lu Jieyue waited, the more anxious she became.

Lu Jieshuang, however, seemed quite relaxed, eating longans from the bed and enjoying Lu Jieyue's disgraceful behavior.

If Meng Yun were still the same as in her previous life, she wouldn't worry at all about Lu Jieyue being happy, because it was simply impossible.

But the mistake was that Meng Yun changed.

She didn't want to miss any opportunity to let Lu Jieyue find happiness.

Who told Lu Jieyue to be so heartless?

Now that's settled, even if Meng Yun becomes a virtuous man, he'll only feel disgust when he sees Lu Jieyue's face.

Because he was a man, Lu Jieshuang understood all too well what men were thinking.

Although Lu Jieyue's appearance wasn't exactly beautiful, it was still quite ordinary. With a little makeup, she could be quite presentable. Under these circumstances, it was possible for Meng Yun to fall in love with her.

Now, even if I still love him, just seeing that face makes me nauseous.

Lu Jieyue was extremely dissatisfied with Lu Jieshuang and asked, "I'm your own sister, how could you do this to me!"

Lu Jieshuang smiled calmly, "I'm your own sister, how can you treat me like a stain?"

"We're sisters, so naturally we're going to rot together in this quagmire, and neither of us will be able to climb out."

As Lu Jieshuang spoke, her face turned increasingly distorted and menacing.

Lu Jieyue was startled. She was being held hostage and didn't even dare to get angry, for fear of provoking Lu Jieshuang and causing her to do something even more outrageous.

She could only suffer in her heart and pray that Meng Yun loved her soul.

When Lu Jieyue had cried until she had no strength left, a slightly unsteady footstep came from outside.

The moment the door opened, the air was thick with the stench of alcohol.

Lu Jieyue straightened her back immediately, her anxiety reaching its peak.

Lu Jieshuang obediently went out the door, saying, "Master."

Meng Yun walked unsteadily and plopped down on the wedding bed, embracing Lu Jieyue.

"My wife."

Lu Jieyue responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Husband."

She was terrified. She wished Meng Yun would just fall into a deep sleep and not lift her veil to see her face.

The wedding night is no longer important.

Meng Yun did not lift the veil first. He spoke gently and tentatively, "My wife."

Do you love me?

"like."

There's something I should have told you first, but I'm afraid that if I tell you, you won't want me anymore.

If you love me, you'll forgive me, right?

Meng Yun wanted to continue speaking, but unexpectedly, a strange voice suddenly came from the doorway.