The Initial Volume of Heaven's Descent is Troublesome ☆ and Dear Princess 002 Chapter: Bloody Dog Crossing (Revised)

  Twenty-first century, Yijia Mountain Villa

  Romantic and elegant European-style engagement venue, the air is filled with the faint sweet scent of roses. On the 2,000-square-meter lawn, guests dressed in luxurious attire hold high-heeled cups, shuttling through the crowd, waiting for A city's most grand engagement banquet to begin.

  The Yi family's financial group in City A is as powerful as an emperor in ancient times, and it is also one of the top-ranked in the world. No one dares not to cooperate with the Yi family's financial group, neither in the legitimate nor illegitimate worlds.

  Among the younger generation, the young masters of the Yi family were all outstanding, making those of the older generation wish they could snatch the sons of the Yi family to be their own. It was simply because their own sons couldn't compare with others in any way, and it was only natural to feel envious.

  If one's own son can't surpass someone else's son, then let one's own son marry into that family. And so, a phrase spread among the upper class: whoever marries the ninth young lady of the Yi family will be admired more than if they had conquered a commercial empire.

  Yizong Zheng and his wife had eight sons and one daughter. They finally gave birth to a daughter, who was treated like a precious treasure, pampered to the extreme. Yixincai, as the youngest daughter, born into a wealthy family, was no less noble than a British princess, earning her the nickname "Ninth Princess" from outsiders. She was indeed a highly protected princess.

  The Yang family in decline, except for Mrs. I and their mother, only little sister Yixin was left, several older brothers without exception were all super sis-cons.

  Rumors have it that if the ninth princess of the Yi family wanted the moon in the sky, her brothers would be able to pluck it down for her. It is said that when the ninth princess was in elementary school, she was bullied by a male classmate, and as a result, her brothers directly beat him up, from then on, no one dared to provoke the ninth princess again, fearing being beaten up by her brothers.

  Eight brothers, one punch each, would be enough to take, let alone a brother who controls his sister, how could he just hit you once, he must hit you until you can't get up.

  The entire engagement venue was meticulously arranged with fresh white roses still dewy, pink gauze, lilting piano melodies, and a profound atmosphere that was deeply immersive.

  In the luxurious bedroom with a purple tone, Yixin Yan looked at her own unreal beauty in the mirror wearing the latest off-the-shoulder evening gown and muttered to herself: "Really going to marry him?"

  She gently stroked her chest, repeatedly asking herself, her moist lips were bitten to the point of being ravishingly red, as if she wanted someone to take her in their arms and ravage her fiercely.

  Alas, I don't want to think about it anymore. Father and Mother said that Fog Brother is a good man who will take care of her very well and won't deceive her; all the brothers regard her as their life, can't bear her suffering even a little bit, from childhood to adulthood, they don't allow other boys to look at her more than once, and are willing to hand her over to Fog Brother with a clear conscience. This shows that Fog Brother is really good to her, so let her marry Fog Brother, only then can they be at ease.

  Dongfang Wu, young and handsome, charming and wealthy, is the object of pursuit for many famous beauties.

  The Dong family and their family have been friends for generations. His mother and Yixin's mother were classmates, the two families lived next to each other, and Dongfang Wu was also a classmate of Yixin's fourth brother, so naturally they became even closer.

  Since she was young, Yixin Ran has been the darling of her eight older brothers and also the darling of Dongfang Yu. Whatever Yixin Ran says or asks for, they will never say no to her.

  "Jiuer, are you ready? We should go." Outside the door, her mother Fang Siya's gentle voice sounded. Yixin Yan lightly curled up the corners of her mouth and revealed a sweet smile, secretly encouraging herself that it was okay to take things as they came for now; after all, this was just an engagement, and who knows what might happen in the future - she could still change her mind then.

  That's right, it is like this.

  "Mommy, I'm done."

  "Oh." Yixincai stood up, her seven-inch crystal high-heeled shoes had just taken a step out, but somehow slipped, and her center of gravity shifted backwards, her whole body leaning back, her hands wildly grasping in the air, letting out a string of shrill cries. Immediately afterwards, all sorts of things smashing to the ground made a piercing sound, startling Fang Siya so much that she almost jumped up.

  Her precious daughter has been causing trouble since the day she was born, and it's been twenty years now, how could she have forgotten that she can't be left alone in a room by herself.

  Among the hustle and bustle of her eight brothers, Yixin changed into a new dress, styled her hair in a neat yet lively manner, took her father Yi Zongzheng's arm, and stepped out of the room, entering the sight of all the guests who had come to attend the engagement banquet.

  Yi Jia's ninth young mistress was famous in the upper-class social circle, first because of her stunning appearance that even Korea's advanced plastic surgery techniques couldn't replicate; secondly, because she often stirred up big and small troubles, sometimes to the point where people really wanted to strangle her to death.

  Of course, no one dares to bully her, unless that person doesn't want to live anymore.

  Being born into the Yi family is her good fortune; otherwise, with her temper that causes trouble every now and then, being born into any other family would be a disaster close to catastrophic.

  Everything is going in order, the unmarried husband Dongfang Wu wears a pure white specially customized Armani tailcoat, a living white prince horse, attracting the loving eyes of all unmarried women present.

  The alliance between the Dongfang Group and the Yi family is like a blockbuster bomb in the business world, leaving many people stunned and secretly sighing that the two retired old men of the Dongfang Group are indeed formidable, allowing their sons to win the heart of the ninth princess of the Yi family. What's called "near water tower first gets the moon", they have a deep understanding of it.

  A beautiful and romantic engagement ceremony was nearing its end, with everyone either congratulating or watching the scene, when a tall and slender woman with a big belly suddenly grabbed a high-heeled wine glass from the dinner table and smashed it towards her.

  The whole scene fell silent instantly.

  Her eyes locked onto the woman's raised corner of her mouth, her gaze seemed to be defying her, the wine glass smashed right on her forehead, 'brush' sound, fresh blood slid down from her forehead into her mouth, pungent, sweet.

  She heard the woman interrogate her fiancé as to why he had abandoned her and the child in her womb.

  Then her body went soft and slid down to the ground, finally everything went black in front of her eyes, she didn't know anything anymore.

  "Hiss..."

  Pain, extreme pain, is the most intuitive feeling of Yixin's heart. Even if it was just a slight tug on the corner of her mouth, it made her wrinkle her brow and feel like crying in distress.

  "Your Highness, Your Highness......"

  "It hurts..." Under the red veil, Yixin gently opened her eyes, and in front of her, apart from red, there was no other color, which made her heart tighten, feeling a bit at a loss.

  "Don't be afraid, Princess. Where does it hurt? I'll help you apply the medicine." Clearly hearing Yixin's voice, Xuezi sniffled and woke up, which was good.

  "Your Highness, everything is over, you will get better." Sun saw such a heart-stained Yixin and couldn't bear it. There were some things she had to make Yixin understand, that once they really entered the Night Country, there would be no turning back. "Your Highness, we are about to enter the capital of the Night Country, let me serve you by washing your hair."

  She walked for a month and slept for a month. Along the way, Xue Zhi cleaned up after Yixin, not letting anyone discover anything unusual, just in case.

  Under the quilt, she heard that Yixin's eyebrows were piled up into two small mountains in the clouds and fog. Wasn't she hit on the head by that woman at the engagement banquet, bleeding a lot? How did she wake up with auditory hallucinations?

  Princess?

  Damn it, she has lost interest in watching actors shoot ancient costume dramas recently and hasn't gone for a long time.

  "Your Highness, what's wrong? Is the wound on your neck still hurting?" Xue Ci just felt that Yixin's behavior was a bit strange, but she didn't take it to heart.

  "There's no wound on my neck." Yixin felt even stranger, she was injured in the head not the neck. As she twisted her stiff body, the hood fell off, revealing that pale but still breathtakingly beautiful face.

  Uh... A veil?

  She lowered her head at a speed comparable to the speed of light, and Yixin stared blankly at the big red wedding dress on her body, and she was petrified. What's going on?

  Hit by a wine cup and waking up again, wearing a phoenix crown and a cloud-patterned cloak, she became a far-married princess of a political alliance?

  There was no wound on her forehead, she was perfectly fine, her vision was a bit blurry. Yixin's eyes slowly closed, self-hypnotized, everything was fake, definitely not awake yet, it would be normal after waking up for a while.

  It has nothing to do with her.

  In the blink of an eye, Yixin felt as if a huge hole had been suddenly dug out in her brain, dark and obscure, unable to see anything clearly. Those fragmented memories crazily drilled into her mind, filling up that black hole bit by bit, weighing heavily on her until she couldn't breathe.

  "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

  "You..." The familiar yet strange face of Sun Jiejie, Xue Qi's icy demeanor, and many, many scenes and people floated in her mind until she fainted again.

  "Madam Sun, we can already see the welcoming procession of Prince Wang. We'll be entering the city soon." Liang Chen walked alongside Feng Tuan and said as much.

  They say one stone can stir up a thousand waves, but this sentence made the three people in the phoenix carriage turn pale with fright, their bodies covered in cold sweat, and if you looked closely, you could even see their trembling feet.

  Digression

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