Mãos Sagradas da Beleza: A Empreitada Dominante da Filha Guerreira na Dissolução do Casamento
Chu Jiuli, filha de uma família militar, conhecida na sociedade como a Mestra da Beleza de Jade, era excepcional tanto na medicina quanto nas artes marciais, e suas armas ocultas, os dardos de meteoro, eram incomparáveis. No entanto, sua família sofreu uma tragédia repentina: seu pai e irmãos morreram, restando apenas um sobrevivente gravemente ferido. Ela correu para o funeral, apenas para descobrir que seu irmão havia sido rejeitado em casamento, enquanto ela mesma fora agraciada por um edito imperial para se casar com o filho de seu inimigo. Isso era intolerável! Furiosa, ela confrontou o imperador: "Majestade, se não retirar sua ordem, no dia do meu casamento, será também o dia da morte do meu marido!"
Mãos Sagradas da Beleza: A Empreitada Dominante da Filha Guerreira na Dissolução do Casamento
The autumn wind was bleak, and yellow leaves drifted down.
On the streets of the capital, a solemn atmosphere prevailed.
Within the Marquis of Loyalty and Courage’s residence, white curtains and mourning banners hung like layers of mist enveloping the entire courtyard.
Before the coffin, Chu Jiuli and her brother’s wife’s servants all donned mourning clothes, their cries rising in waves, tears falling ceaselessly like autumn rain.
Outside the residence, many commoners had gathered. Upon hearing of the misfortune that had befallen the house, they came with complex feelings to observe.
The autumn wind carried a chill, yet it could not dispel the heavy atmosphere.
After a short while, the steward of the Earl of Changping’s estate arrived with several horse-drawn carriages, stopping at the gates of the Marquis’s residence. The curious crowd craned their necks, eager to see what was happening.
The steward alighted and, noticing the crowd, cast wary glances around. His servants behind him kept their heads bowed and remained silent.
Straightening his attire, he stepped forward and respectfully cupped his hands toward the gatekeeper of the residence. “Please inform them that the Earl of Changping’s estate wishes to discuss urgent matters.”
The gatekeeper, seeing the impressive entourage, suspected the situation and snorted coldly before turning to inform those inside.
Moments later, the steward was led into the residence.
Within the courtyard, sorrow lingered heavily. The steward forced himse
