The Initial Volume ◆ The God of Gambling Descends VS The Change of Tianyao ◆ 002 Humiliation

  "What! What are you going to do?"

  "Hehehe! Second Miss said it, today you're going to be brothers' breakfast!"

  The ugly-faced house slave, with a sly and cunning glint in his eyes, hastily pounced on Feng Yuxue's small figure.

  "Go away!"

  Feng Mei's face suddenly turned white as paper, her complexion deathly pale, and she let out a loud, ear-piercing scream.

  "Help!"

  "Psst——"

  The sleeve on her arm was torn off, and the crowd saw the beautiful guardian sand on her exposed arm, and their eyes suddenly became fiery.

  Feng Mei Xue exerted all her strength, lifted the water bucket and threw it at them. Her heart was filled with despair as she looked to Fifth Miss Feng Cuiliu for help.

  "Sister save me—"

  However, the only response she got was a glance of schadenfreude from the willow, along with an undisguised look of contempt.

  Feng Meixue's heart sank at the sight of his familiar yet indifferent expression.

  "What are you doing?"

  At this moment, a cold and stern voice, word by word, fell clearly, causing Feng Mi Xue's heart to suddenly burst forth with brilliant colors like fireworks.

  It's him! It's King Moon!

  "Your Highness, save me—"

  Feng Mei Xue was like grasping a lifeline, her pleading eyes piercing through the gaps in the crowd and falling on Mang Chang Ge.

  The man's angular face was exceptionally handsome, with features as clear-cut as a carving. Under his flying sword-like eyebrows, a pair of fox-like eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of tenderness and charm, making it easy for one to fall into them unintentionally. His thick black hair was casually tied up, with a string of blue jade beads adorning his forehead, adding a few touches of dazzling color to him.

  The sapphire-blue long gown with wide sleeves was filled with an untamed appearance. The red lips were like the bright crescent moon in the night sky, rippling with a faint wave.

  He stood there, giving off a radiant aura that made the surrounding flowers and trees lose their color.

  Everyone was in a panic at the arrival of Mo Chang Ge.

  "Who are you? What business do you have with me?"

  Mo Chang's song coldly swept over Feng Mei Xue, that disheveled appearance, with a tone of voice that carried a few hints of mockery.

  "I... I am your fiancée..."

  Feng Mei's hands trembled as she grasped her clothes, and a thirsty gaze appeared in her eyes. She spoke hastily.

  "Oh! So you're that ignorant and illiterate fool! I, the king, have come today to tell you that our engagement is cancelled! Therefore, we two have no relation whatsoever!"

  The long song's faint and indifferent tone fell, cruelly striking Feng Mian Xue like a thunderbolt, shattering her entire body. The weak glimmer of light in her heart was also extinguished, as if the flame had been brutally snuffed out, plunging the entire world into darkness.

  She had originally thought that as long as she waited until she was an adult and married him, a new life would await her.

  She told herself every day, just hold on for one more day, and she would soon be able to escape her suffering and let her mother live a good life.

  But at that moment, he turned around and left without hesitation, the azure clothes disappearing outside the door at the corner, she felt hopeless, the only pillar supporting her to live crumbling, fragmented, and vanishing into thin air.

  She lifted her head, but couldn't see the brightness in the sky, even though the sunlight was dazzling.

  She stood up and looked deeply at each person's face, as if she wanted to carve them into her heart.

  Suddenly, she plunged into the well beside her, resolute and desperate, so fast that people couldn't react in time.

  "Whoosh——"

  The sound of falling water shocked everyone's face changed drastically.

  Someone has been killed!

  This is getting out of hand, we have no choice but to disturb the master!

  The icy well water enveloped her, pulling her into an inky blackness. Gradually, she felt a suffocating pain that swept through her limbs and torso.

  She was so unwilling to accept her fate, she was so resentful, why did heaven treat her like this!

  She died with her eyes open!

  If there is an afterlife, she will never be bullied by anyone again!

  "What's the panic? Pick him up for me! Even if he's dead, don't think about dying with dignity!"

  The second young lady's voice, Feng Qianjiao, was cold and stern, causing the servants to tremble all over. They recalled the gaze that frightened them before Feng Meixue jumped into the well, and they felt a chill run down their spines.

  "Yes, Miss!"

  The servants picked up a cold corpse, checked its breath, and it had completely stopped breathing.

  "Sister Two, Sister Three, what should we do now?"

  The fifth young lady Feng said with a pretended frightened expression, her eyes gazing at the two sisters, but the corners of her mouth revealed a relaxed curve.

  "It's just a small thing, what's there to worry about!"

  The second young lady, Feng Qianjiao, curled her lip and said coldly, with a hint of triumph in her eyes.

  "Go! Strip her naked! Does she think that just because she's dead, her chastity will be preserved? Dream on!"

  "This——"

  The family slaves all hesitated, looking at Feng Mianxue's face that had turned pale from being soaked in the icy well water, and felt a sudden inexplicable fear in their hearts.

  "What's wrong with you? Are you going against Second Sister?"

  Third Miss Feng Tianxiang said in a soft and gentle voice, but what she said made them both tremble with fear.

  Everyone knows about the second young lady Feng Qianjiao's methods. Provoking her house slaves is not cutting off hands or feet, but being thrown to feed snakes. Thinking of those people's miserable appearance, their fear in their hearts was instantly dispelled.

  Just as they were about to strip Feng Yu's clothes, the person who had originally stopped breathing suddenly opened his piercing eyes.

  A beautiful, slightly small face, pale and bloodless, with dense eyelashes covering a faint shadow. A pair of brown eyes, like a dark night with heavy ink, so deep that it's frightening.

  Her sharp eyes swept across the room, and everyone involuntarily took a step back.

  No one could see the flicker of doubt and confusion deep in her eyes, because they had been intimidated by the fierce aura on her body, their faces pale with fear. She was like a demon crawling out of the nine layers of hell, making them tremble all over, shaking like sieves.

  Even the second and third young ladies of the Feng family had their lips pale, a surge of blood rushed to their heads, and their brains buzzed. It was still the same person, still those eyes, but they exuded an evil aura. They were all thinking in unison, could this be a ghost?

  Miss Wu glanced at Feng Xue with a flicker of her phoenix-like eyes, and upon seeing the shadow under her, she guessed that she wasn't completely dead. However, the originally weak and incompetent woman seemed to have an additional aura about her.

  It actually made her feel slightly afraid!

  But she didn't know what she was afraid of either?