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Chapter 1 Die from a Broken Heart

Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, heavy snow fell, and overnight, the entire Nanling Kingdom turned into a world covered in silver.

Such heavy snowfall and such cold weather still cannot conceal the lively atmosphere in the mansion of Leng, the richest man in the capital.

He is worthy of being the richest man in the capital, with splendid mansions and courtyards, exquisite pavilions and waterside pavilions, and beautiful gardens with gorgeous scenery. Everything is available.

The annual Ice Lantern Festival of Nanling Kingdom was held in Leng Mansion. This day was already scheduled, so it was held as scheduled even if it was snowing heavily.

When night falls, the already bustling Leng Mansion becomes even more lively, with crystal clear and colorful ice lanterns on display.

Such a magnificent scene attracted countless young ladies, and all the ladies came to watch it. Ling Yufei, the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Meng Ruolan, the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, also came to Leng Mansion early.

However, their purpose was not to see the ice lanterns, but to meet the eldest young master of the Leng Mansion, Leng Wuchen, because he was Meng Ruolan's sweetheart.

But the purpose of Ling Yufei coming here was to meet her sweetheart, Nangong Yi, the most favored third prince today. However, after looking around, all that was left in her eyes was disappointment.

"Brother Chen..." Meng Ruolan saw the busy Leng Wuchen at a glance, and her eyes sparkled with admiration.

"Are you here too? Then let me show you around first." Leng Wuchen's cold and handsome face didn't have much expression, but there was an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Chen." Meng Ruolan happily took Ling Yufei's hand and walked towards Leng Wuchen, feeling sweeter than eating honey.

Leng Wuchen took Meng Ruolan and Ling Yufei for a walk under the colorful ice lanterns, and the laughter floating in the wind was sometimes crisp and sweet, sometimes calm and hearty.

"Haha, Brother Chen." At this moment, a silly laugh suddenly came, abruptly breaking the beauty just now.

When the three people who were in great interest heard that silly laugh, they couldn't help but have disgust on their faces. Especially when they saw the bright red figure approaching them one step at a time on the snow, their disgust became even stronger.

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Even Ling Yufei, who is Ling Yuwei's younger sister, has no affection at all. She has no affection at all for this silly sister, but only envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Brother Chen, Wei'er finally sees you." Ling Yuwei finally arrived at Leng Mansion despite the heavy snowfall and biting cold wind. Although her hands and face were already red from the cold, her eyes were shining when she looked at Leng Wuchen.

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"Idiot, who asked you to come to see me?" Although Ling Yuwei was Leng Wuchen's soon-to-be wife, there was no other expression on his face except indifference and disgust.

"Brother Chen, look, this is the wedding dress that my mother made for Weier. My mother said that Weier would be the most beautiful bride in the world when she puts it on, so Weier specially wore it for you to see."

Ling Yuwei continued to giggle and turned around awkwardly in the snow. On such a cold winter day, she only wore a thin wedding dress, just to let her most beloved person take a look.

"It's so shameless. You're wearing a wedding dress and embarrassing yourself before you get married. Brother Chen won't marry a fool like you." Meng Ruolan on the side finally couldn't stand it anymore and said to Ling Yuwei in a sarcastic tone.

Meng Ruolan had always hated Ling Yuwei. She was the daughter of the general's palace, and she had always dreamed of marrying Leng Wuchen. However, she never expected that the emperor would order that fool Ling Yuwei to marry Leng Wuchen.

"You're talking nonsense. There are only a few days until the wedding day of Wei'er and Brother Chen. Brother Chen will definitely marry Wei'er." Ling Yuwei became anxious when she heard Meng Ruolan's words, and tears instantly filled her eyes.

"Brother Chen said that the person he likes is me and the person he wants to marry is me. It will never be a stupid and ugly woman like you." Meng Ruolan became even more angry when she saw that Leng Wuchen did not object to what she just said.

It's too much.

"No...it won't happen. The person that Brother Chen likes is Wei'er, and Wei'er is Brother Chen's bride." Although the silly Ling Yuwei didn't understand many things, she knew that she liked Leng Wuchen, so she thought

Marry him and become his bride.

"What a wishful thinking. You don't even go back and look in the mirror. How can you be worthy of Brother Chen even with your ugly appearance?" Meng Ruolan looked at the ugly black birthmark on Ling Yuwei's face, her eyes full of disdain. In her eyes,

In my heart, she and Leng Wuchen are the real couple.

"Brother Chen, you will marry Wei'er, right?" Ling Yuwei was already crying so hard that she was holding Leng Wuchen pitifully with her hands stained with snot and tears.

"Ling Yuwei, take your dirty hands away. I've endured you enough. I, Leng Wuchen, will never marry a stupid and ugly person like you. I will break off the engagement today. Even if the emperor blames me, I won't be afraid." Leng Wuchen.

Chen has always been dissatisfied with this marriage, but because it was granted by the emperor, he reluctantly accepted it. But now the more he sees Ling Yuwei's stupid look, the more he wants to regret the marriage.

Especially Leng Wuchen, who has always had a mysophobia, became more determined to break off the engagement when he saw that his snow-white clothes were dirty, wrinkled, and stained with tears and runny noses by Ling Yuwei.

Meng Ruolan's face was filled with obvious joy, and she volunteered to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put it in front of Leng Wuchen. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time. If they really broke off their engagement, Leng Wuchen would definitely

Will marry her.

"Fool, take it." Leng Wuchen took what Meng Ruolan brought, wrote the divorce letter in one go with a stroke of his pen, and threw it on Ling Yuwei angrily.

Ling Yuwei's whole body froze for an instant, and she crumpled up the divorce letter into a ball and stuffed it into her clothes. Although she didn't quite understand what Leng Wuchen said, she could hear the word "termination of engagement" clearly. She was dumbfounded.

There was obvious sadness on his face.

"It's all you, you took Brother Chen away..." Ling Yuwei's sadness soon turned into anger, and she threw herself at Meng Ruolan next to her, grabbing her neck tightly with both hands.

"Ahem...Help..." Meng Ruolan didn't expect that Ling Yuwei would pounce on her, let alone that she would be so stupid and pinch her so hard that she almost couldn't breathe.

"Ling Yuwei, you lunatic, let go of Lan'er quickly." Leng Wuchen, who had just reacted, quickly stepped forward and pushed Ling Yuwei away, protecting the frightened Meng Ruolan in his arms.

But what Leng Wuchen didn't expect was that his push happened to make Ling Yuwei hit the largest ice lamp next to her. In an instant, blood flowed down her forehead, dyeing the white ice lamp red, and also dyed her face red.

face, and she slipped to the ground silently.

The bright red wedding dress fell on the snow-white ground, so eye-catching and enchanting.

"Brother Chen, she's not dead, is she?" Meng Ruolan, who looked proud just now, now seemed a little scared, especially when she saw the enchanting red blood.

"There is still a trace of breath. I will take her back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first." Ling Yufei probed Ling Yuwei's breathing with her fingertips before Leng Wuchen could do it, and said pretending to be a little anxious.

In fact, she was very excited because after checking just now, she found that Ling Yuwei had completely stopped breathing, which meant that she was dead. It was great. She was finally dead and no one would be with her again.

She was spoiled.

"Take it away, even if you want to die, don't die in my Leng Mansion, dirtying my place." Leng Wuchen's beautiful face didn't have a trace of pity, but only endless disgust and disgust, and he really didn't expect that,

Ling Yuwei is really dead.
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