C1 (1/2)

It was late in the night, and the rain was drizzling like silk.

It was rare for him to have a concubine, but it was the day that the commander of the capital, Gu Shenwei, married his concubine.

The Gu Residence was covered in beautiful red silk. Countless servants and wives came and went in a hurry. No one knew that within this huge mansion, there was also the Heavenly Prison. It was pitch dark and there was a strong stench of rotting flesh lingering in the air.

Wangchuan was imprisoned in an empty cell. She could not understand how one day, as one of the fourteen thousand under Gu Zheng, she would become a prisoner.

At this moment, the chains at the entrance of the Sky Prison rustled. Bang! A figure dressed in silver red flying fish clothes broke into Wu Chuan's line of sight …

Perhaps it was because he was taking in a concubine today, but the man was dressed in a fine, picturesque, silver flying fish uniform. He wore an Embroidered Spring Sabre at his waist, and a pair of black boots embroidered with golden lines.

A warm palm pressed against his cheek, and the fragrance of the rosin wafted up to his nose. He was extremely familiar with it.

Gu Zheng warmly said, ”Wu Chuan, I like you. However, if I like you, I will lose the power in my hands. Losing the support of King Yongding Palace. ”So, help me.”

Gu Zheng gently stroked Wenchuan's hair that was as black as ink. The words that came from his mouth were like poisonous snakes wrapped around Wenchuan's neck.

Everyone knew that Forgetfulness Creek was one of Gu Zheng's dogs. She was loyal to the core like a cold blade that had been drawn out of its scabbard. Her expression was usually indifferent, but when taking someone's life, it was cold and cruel.

However, no one knew that the only softness in the heart of such a cold-blooded woman was …

Wu Chuan lowered his head and kneeled at the man's feet. With a hoarse voice, he said, ”Whatever your lord wants Wu Chuan to do, Wu Chuan will do.”

Gu Zheng looked disdainfully at the woman kneeling on the ground. Seeing her obedient and lowly appearance, a trace of loathing flashed through his deep, cold eyes.

”In that case, I want you to assassinate the owner of the factory for me.” Under one person, above tens of thousands of people, was Wei Qian, Wei Yi.

Wangchuan smiled bitterly. If the Embroidered Uniform Guard that Gu Zheng was in charge of was a tyrant in the capital, then the eastern factory where Wei Yi was located was a nightmare in everyone's hearts. It was to the point that no one dared to call out Wei Qianshui's name directly from the inside out.

Wu Chuan lowered his head to cover his emotions, but his heart seemed to have been ruthlessly cut by an embroidered spring knife, leaving behind a wound that could not be healed.

Seeing that she did not say anything, Gu Zheng's brows slightly creased, his emotions seemingly congealing into ice.

Suddenly, he laughed, ”Today is my wedding day. If you drink with me, I will definitely succeed.”