The scumbag wiped out my entire family, I was reborn to marry the villain prince

Chapter 1 Bloody Rebirth
Tiansheng Dynasty, the 23rd year of Tianwu.

In the cramped cell, four bloody corpses lay in front of Lu Qingyu.

It's her parents and brothers and sisters.

The murderer was the seventh prince, He Juncheng, whom she had loved for ten years.

"He Juncheng, I will kill you!"

A mournful cry rang out in the dark dungeon, desperate and broken.

Lu Qingyu, who should have been wearing the queen's phoenix robe and looking high and mighty, was now lying on the ground in a mess.

Both of her legs were broken, her left eye was a bloody hole, and her body was covered with whip marks and branding.

The man in dark robes sneered and brushed the blood-stained cheek of Lu Qingyu lightly with the sword in his hand.

"If you were not the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, I would not marry you as my princess. Now that I have aspired to the throne, you are useless and will naturally die."

This short sentence made Lu Qingyu feel like he was struck by lightning.

It turns out that all this was He Juncheng's plan.

Beside He Juncheng, a delicate and slender woman giggled.

"Sister, why did you become like this? You are so pitiful. Why didn't you tell your sister?

The Emperor has made my sister the Queen! It's not easy for a Queen like you to save a prisoner like you, isn't it? "

Lu Qingyu raised his head with great effort, looking at the woman in the white fox fur cloak, his right eye burning with rage.

She is her good cousin, a good sister whom she dotes on.

It was this good sister who gouged out her left eye with her own hands, and together with He Juncheng, harmed her parents and siblings, and took away everything that should have belonged to her.

"Lu Yiner! Hiss..."

"Hahaha, does it hurt, sister? It's smoking, so it must be painful, right? I'll sprinkle some salt on it and give you a good treatment?

It would be terrible if my sister's peerless beauty was ruined!"

Lu Yiner, who was wearing bright yellow, spoke slowly, threw away the red-hot iron in her hand, grabbed a handful of salt beside her and smeared it on Lu Qingyu's face.

Lu Qingyu only felt the blood in his body running cold.

Since when did the young man who saved her from danger become a beast worse than pigs and dogs?

And since when did this cousin who grew up with her turn into such a cruel and bloodthirsty devil?

Which step did Lu Qingyu take wrong? !
Lu Yiner still seemed unsatisfied, she raised her foot and stepped hard on Lu Qingyu's back.

The crisp sound of fractures sounded.

Lu Qingyu's spine was broken.

The heart-wrenching pain came over her, and Lu Qingyu managed to hold on without fainting.

"Sister, do you know? When you were twelve years old, the person who saved your life was the Eighth Prince, that disaster star! You were poisoned with the soul-forgetting Gu, so you thought it was Ah Cheng who saved you."

The eighth prince?
He Juncheng's twin brother, the Eighth Prince, who was born with a bad luck and killed his mother at birth? !

Lu Qingyu tried hard to recall that childhood memory, but it was still a mess.

Is this the power of the Soul-Forgetting Gu?

These two bitches really thought highly of her, actually using such a rare and vicious witchcraft on her!
"My father is indeed just a bastard and cannot inherit the title of Duke of Zhenguo. But it doesn't matter, now my father is the Duke of Zhenguo appointed by the emperor himself.

Lu Qingyu, your father is a traitor and will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history and be spurned and insulted by the world!"

Seeing Lu Qingyu's face gradually turning pale, Lu Yiner was finally satisfied. She wanted to kill someone and destroy his heart.

"Master, the Eighth Prince is coming in!"

Suddenly, a black-clad guard rushed into the dungeon and interrupted Lu Yiner's spell.

The corner of He Juncheng's mouth curled up, and he pulled Lu Yiner and walked out.

"After Lao Ba came in, he immediately set fire to the dungeon. We must not let him escape!"

Lu Qingyu's heart trembled suddenly.

She really hated it and was so unwilling to accept it, but she was about to die.

The broken ribs had penetrated deep into her internal organs.

At the last moment of his life, a man covered in blood rushed in and hugged the girl on the ground tightly in his arms.

"Don't die, don't die! Lu Qingyu, wake up! I won't allow you to die!"

Through the blurred vision of her right eye, Lu Qingyu saw the bright red mark between the man's eyebrows.

The vague memory from her childhood suddenly became clear. The young man who saved her life was really the Eighth Prince!
"Hurry, hurry up. He's going to set a fire."

Lu Qingyu used up the last of his strength and spoke intermittently.

But the man hugged him tighter.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I'm sorry."

The man's broken and sad voice gradually merged with the boy in his memory.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

With resentment, unwillingness, and guilt, Lu Qingyu took his last breath.

"The most interesting thing is the infinite gaze, as if we have seen each other before in our previous life."

While in a daze, Lu Qingyu heard the love poems that He Juncheng often told her.

What happened? Wasn't she dead?
"Ayu, I really love you so much. It's just that you have suffered. I have never understood the struggle for power and intrigue since I was a child.

If you follow me, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to become the Crown Princess. Ah Yu, will you blame me for not striving for progress? "

Lu Qingyu woke up slowly.

The room she was in was painted bright red all around, with gauze curtains hanging down beside the bed and a phoenix candle burning on the table in the middle of the room.

What came into view was a young man as gentle as jade, with fair skin, phoenix eyes, willow-shaped eyebrows, and long jet-black hair draped over his shoulders.

It was He Juncheng whom she hated so much!

The broken memories merged together and gradually became clear.

Something strange seemed to be happening.

She actually went back to her wedding night with He Juncheng!

"Ayu?"

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, He Juncheng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Lu Qingyu.

The scarlet blood seems like yesterday, and the scene of the tragic death of relatives is still vivid in my mind.

And the eighth prince who finally broke into the dungeon.
Lu Qingyu dug her nails into her palms, forcing herself to calm down.

"Ah Cheng, everyone in the capital knows that you are as calm as a chrysanthemum and indifferent to fame and fortune. I know this too. Since I have chosen His Highness, I will not regret it."

Lu Qingyu smiled gently.

Of course this blood feud must be avenged!
But she must not be impulsive now.

With a thought, Lu Qingyu put her arms around He Juncheng's waist and gently pressed the golden ring on her middle finger with the thumb of her right hand.

A golden needle only an inch long popped out, and the needle was as thick as a hair.

Faced with Lu Qingyu's active hug, He Juncheng's breathing gradually became heavy.

Lu Qingyu's cold fingers had already touched his lower back, and a hint of lust flashed across He Juncheng's eyes.

At this time, Lu Qingyu also found the Shenyang point, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

He Juncheng, this is the first gift I give you.

The golden needle was firmly inserted into He Juncheng's lower back, gently twisted left and right a few times, and then quickly pulled out.

With another press, the gold needle returned to the ring.

This ring is an ancestral plum blossom needle. The mechanism inside the ring is extremely ingenious. It was entrusted to her by her grandmother before she died.

Lu Qingyu's medical skills were also taught by his grandmother since he was a child.

Lu Qingyu has used this plum blossom needle to save many people since she was a child, but today she wants to make an exception.

He Junchengdu was completely unaware of the entire acupuncture process.

He has always been intoxicated by the subtle fragrance coming from the girl's hair.

But soon, the smile on his face froze.

An unbearable pain came from my lower body.

He Juncheng groaned, covered his penis with both hands, and veins bulged on his neck.

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