"Husband!" A pitiful voice cried out, piercing into the silent night. Li Xingyun sensed her death was near, but she had grown up with the resolve to never go down without a fight. This time she was going to keep fighting.
"Bai Yā Tòng!" She cried out louder, her voice becoming hoarser as she wailed out pitifully.
"Mei-mei, why do you behave unruly?" A soft voice questioned as a fair skinned hand stretched out to slap her, and stepped out into the light.
"Uncle won't be pleased to hear such vulgar language on a dignified young miss" She laughed out loud in mockery. She would have been considered to be quite beautiful if her face was not twisted up in a malicious grin as an evil glint flashed in her eyes.
"Li Shanliang!" Xingyun gazed bitterly at her cousin who grinned triumphantly in front of her. "You are despicable, I curse you to a thousand years of damnation a...." A sword pierces through her cutting her curse short.
"Hmph! How dare she open her filthy mouth to curse you" A man hugged Shanliang from behind, kissing her neck.
Xingyun lived her life as cautiously as any first daughter of a first rank duke would. Growing up, birth mother is harsh, father is pitiful, cousins are ruthless. Only stepmother and brothers are comforting. When she meets death at the hand of the person she worshipped and adored, she swears revenge.