The Marquis's Mansion is a cannibalistic hell, the daughter of the emperor is being bloodbathed

"Mother, has my sister's fever subsided?"

On the official road leading to the capital, a dusty young man rode his horse to the carriage with an anxious look on his face.

"Not yet. Your sister is confused due to the fever. She keeps mumbling words like 'burn' and 'pain'. I just gave her the medicine and I don't know if it will work."

In the carriage, Jiang hugged her precious daughter tightly and touched her burning forehead distressedly. Why hasn't the fever subsided yet? Could it be that the prescription prescribed by the rural doctor in Shili Town just now didn't work?

"Brother Wen, let's hurry up and get to the capital city as soon as possible so that we can find a good doctor to see your sister." Jiang was afraid that Su Qingwan would get seriously ill from the fever.

"it is good!"

Outside the carriage, the young man hurriedly responded.

The group quickened their pace, and Jiang held Su Qingwan in her arms to protect her, so that the bumpy road would not make her daughter uncomfortable.

Su Qingwan was in a daze, her lips moved slightly twice, and her eyeballs could be seen trembling rapidly through her eyelids, but she seemed to be shrouded in fog and could not wake up at all.

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"Su Qingwan, this is your fate. Who told you and your family to come to the capital? And you insisted on competing with me for the position of King Rui? You deserve to end up with your family destroyed!"

The person curled up on the ground could only make whimpering sounds. She had no tongue and could not speak. She could do nothing but glare angrily at the beautiful woman in front of her who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.

"Today is a good day. Prince Rui ascends the throne and Yun Rou becomes his queen. It's time for me to do the last thing for her."

The oil lamp fell to the ground, and the flames instantly spread throughout the room. There was fire everywhere, burning hot. She had nowhere to hide and could only let the flames engulf her.

"It hurts, mother, it hurts so much..."

Su Qingwan murmured in Jiang's arms, and a line of tears fell directly onto her mother's wrist.

"Qingwan, wake up quickly. Why is this child still having a nightmare?" Jiang was heartbroken and raised her hand to touch Su Qingwan's forehead, but it was still burning hot.

A cool breeze came and dispelled the fog. Su Qingwan suddenly sat up from Jiang's arms. When she opened her eyes, they were bloodshot. She wanted to kill that despicable man.

"Qingwan, don't."

Jiang's voice to stop him was a step too late, Su Qingwan had already punched the carriage board.

The sound of "click" continued to ring out, and Jiang's face turned pale instantly. Su Qingwan realized belatedly that something was wrong. Before the carriage was completely disconnected, she hugged her mother and jumped out of the carriage.

As soon as the two of them landed on the ground, the carriage had already been torn into pieces, and the wooden frame and shaft mixed with the sundries in the carriage were scattered all over the road.

"Mother, sister, are you okay?" Su Yuewen jumped off the horse and ran over quickly.

How come a perfectly good carriage suddenly fell apart?

Jiang finally came to her senses and looked hurriedly at Su Qingwan. Her daughter had been very strong since she was a child, and she became even stronger after she insisted on learning martial arts three years ago.

"Qingwan?" Jiang called her.

Su Qingwan blinked, and the scarlet color in her eyes had faded away. She looked at her mother and elder brother standing in front of her, intact and alive, and felt extremely grateful.

Fortunately, I just dreamed about what happened in my previous life.

She shook her head, pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled, and said hoarsely: "Mother, brother, it's great to see you. I just felt like I was burned to death by fire. It hurts so much!"

What she said was true. In her previous life, she was burned to death by flames. The pain of the flames penetrated into her bones and she could not resist it at all.

"You are just talking nonsense, kid. You are talking about death for no reason. How unlucky. You had a high fever this morning and have been unconscious until just now. It was just a dream. Don't talk nonsense in the future."

Jiang really wanted to hit her, but she couldn't bear to do it. Her darling girl's face was flushed red, and she felt very distressed when she saw it.

As the three were talking, the carriage that had just followed them stopped in front of them.

"Mother, sister, are you all right? I saw the carriage you were riding in fell apart. Are you injured?"

A young boy jumped out of the carriage, rushed to stand in front of Su Qingwan after landing, looked at her carefully with a pair of bright black eyes, his face full of worry.

"Brother Wu, I'm fine." Su Qingwan shook her head towards her younger brother Su Yuewu, her eyes full of tenderness.

Three years ago, she was reborn from the burning flames when she was twelve years old. After three years of preparation, her family once again set out on the journey to the capital.

Perhaps it was the uncertain future, or perhaps it was the cold night wind in March that disturbed Su Qingwan's thoughts, causing her to dream again about what happened to her and her family in her previous life after a long time.

In their previous life, their family was plotted against by the vampires in the Marquis Chengping's Mansion, leaving not even a bone behind.

My father was devoted to his country, but he was framed, thrown into prison, and died tragically on the way to exile. It was a pity that despite his loyalty, no one collected his remains.

The mother tried her best to serve her parents-in-law and get along well with her sisters-in-law, but she was given a slow-acting poison and died of bleeding from all seven orifices.

My elder brother was a man of great talent and was a top scholar, but his eyes were gouged out and his hands were cut off, so he had no chance of pursuing a career in government.

My younger brother was intelligent and kind, but he turned into a fool and died under the clutches of a vicious dog, eating his flesh and bones.

Not only was her marriage to Prince Rui robbed, she was also falsely accused of having an affair. She thought that man married her because he believed in her innocence, but it turned out to be a plot that had been arranged long ago, and she was just jumping into another hell.

Two years of imprisonment and humiliation made her live a life worse than death, and when that bitch pair ascended to the supreme throne, she was sent back by a fire from the man she thought was her salvation.

The whole family was wiped out and ended up in disgrace!

"Madam, the scattered things have been sorted out. I have reorganized the Second Young Master's carriage. You, Miss, and the Second Young Master can all get in the carriage."

When Aunt Rong heard Su Qingwan say that everything was fine, she asked people to clean up the scattered things.

Su Qingwan looked at Aunt Rong and her eyes felt a little hot. Aunt Rong accompanied her to get married in her previous life, but she did not have a good ending. I heard that she starved to death on the farm.

Seeing her daughter in a daze again, Jiang raised her hand and touched her forehead. It wasn't so hot now, but who knows if it was caused by the spring breeze.

"Get in the car quickly before you get sicker."

Jiang dragged Su Qingwan onto the carriage. Just as they sat in, the old butler Fu Shun came back riding a horse. It was the horse that pulled the broken carriage apart.

"The carriage is too flimsy. It's really not of good quality. Miss, I told you to choose a better one. Are you and your wife okay?"

Just now the carriage broke and the horses were frightened. He had a hard time controlling the frightened horses.

I don't know what the young lady was thinking. When we were approaching the capital, she actually asked everyone to choose the cheapest carriage. It had been repaired along the way, and this time it finally broke down on the road. I don't know if the remaining three carriages can last to the capital.

"My mother and I are fine, Uncle Fushun, let's continue on our way." Su Qingwan did not explain further.

The three carriages entered the inner city of the capital before sunset and headed towards the Chengping Marquis Mansion on Guangwu Street.

"Whose poor relative is this?"

"Is this person here to escape famine?"

"Is this someone coming to ask for money?"

In the mansion of Marquis Chengping, the doorman looked at the three carriages that were about to fall apart parked at the door with a look of shock.

Their expressions changed rapidly, as if they were afraid of being tainted with poverty and bad luck.