Revenge of the Sixth Young Lady

At the boundless snowy night, a strong wind swept through with a blizzard.

A group of black-clothed assassinators wearing black masks were fighting with the people in the convoy. People screamed, but their voices were diminished by the sound of the wind and snow.

In the middle of the killing circle was a magnificent carriage. Inside the carriage, Wei Yuewu and her maid were stunned by what had happened.

The two of them looked out of the window and saw a person from afar. He was sitting on a horse outside the killing circle and staring coldly at everything in front of him. His black cloak was fluttering in the snow. The viciousness in his eyes lingered in Wei Yuewu's mind for a long time.

The wind blew, and the veil suddenly fell down, revealing a handsome face!

Qin Ruo exclaimed in a low voice, “Miss, that’s … that’s …”

“Who is he!? Do you know him?” Wei Yuewu's heart froze instantly.

“Miss, that’s your fiancé Marquis Jing Yuan!” Qin Ruo said with a cry, "A few years ago, when Old Madam sent me to the capital to get a doctor, I visited the family mansion to pay my respects to your Father. That was the first time I saw this Marquis Jing Yuan! And other maids in the mansion told me, they said that... that this is your fiancé! "

My... fiancé?

The fight outside the carriage was coming to an end. In the blink of an eye, there were no signs of living people …

Suddenly, two frightened horses ran quickly with the blood-stained broken carriage. No one dared to stop the carriage. The startled horses quickly disappeared in the snow with the carriage.

“Kill!”

With a command, the black-clothed men quickly chased after the horse and carriage!

Wei Yuewu firmly held a silver hairpin with blood on the tip, which she had just used to stab the horse.

"Miss, what should we do?" Qin Ruo asked while crying.

"Stop crying! We’re not dead yet!"

Wei Yuewu’s drooped eyes flashed with a cold and serious look.

How come… had she encountered such a deadly robbery?

This time, she had received a letter from her grandmother who lived in the capital. As the daughter born by the wife of Marquis Hua Yang, she had been raised up in her maternal grandfather’s family. She packed up her clothes and embarked on the journey to the capital, which she hadn’t seen for many years.

However, when they were passing through the mountain forest, they ran into a group of robbers. The attendants who were escorting them to the capital were all killed. If she hadn't used the silver hairpin to stab the horses, she would have been dead now.

The carriage was moving too fast. Wei Yuewu looked out from the bumpy carriage and saw nothing but snow and trees.

“Hurry up, let’s jump!”

After making up her mind, she firmly ordered the maid and quickly took off her loose coat.

The wind and snow outside were too heavy. They should wear enough clothes to keep warm, but the clothes were too plump, and wearing them would only make their escape more difficult.

Seeing that Wei Yuewu was calm and determined, her maid Qin Ruo calmed down.

Wei Yuewu had already taken off her coat and pushed open the door. Wind and snow were immediately blown into the carriage, making them unable to open their eyes!

Wei Yuewu turned around to ask Qin Ruo to jump off, but she saw Qin Ruo holding the clothes that she had just taken off in a daze.

“Qin Ruo! What are you doing! Jump with me...”

She reached out to grab Qin Ruo's hands, but was pushed away!

"Miss! It's you that those men in black wanted to kill! If they didn't get you, they wouldn't stop. "

Qin Ruo knelt in the carriage and kowtowed to Wei Yuewu, crying, "I had been your maid when I was a little girl. I’m sorry that I would not be able to serve you any longer. Please take care of yourself!"

After saying that, she pushed Wei Yuewu off the carriage!