Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

At this time, in the Shen Mansion in the city, a silent struggle was taking place. Shen Yuming tossed and turned on the bed, with a painful expression on his face, as if he was experiencing a nightmare. Sweat soaked his forehead, and his breathing was rapid and unstable, as if some invisible force was pulling him.

The servant outside the door was awakened by the noise inside the house and knocked on the door hurriedly to ask. "Master, Master?" There was no response. The servant was very worried and pushed open the door and rushed into the room, trying to wake up the master. "Master, wake up!" But Shen Yuming seemed to be trapped in deep darkness and had no response to the outside world's call, leaving only the servant's anxious shouts echoing in the empty room.

Shen Yuming suddenly woke up, his eyes were full of fear in the darkness, and his body trembled involuntarily, as if he was in an ice cave. Seeing this, the servant asked softly, "Master, are you okay?"

However, Shen Yuming's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly grabbed the servant's neck. The strength in his hand was amazing, gradually increasing, almost strangling the servant's throat. The servant's face turned red, and he had difficulty breathing. He struggled desperately to beg for mercy: "Master... spare my life..."

Shen Yuming's eyes were bloodshot, and the scene in his dream was still clear - it was the scene of him being stabbed in the heart by a dagger, with blood flowing and the pain unbearable, even shouting became a luxury. In that last moment, he glimpsed a red mark burning like a phoenix, and then his consciousness gradually faded.

The dream was so vivid that it seemed as if he had really experienced death. When he woke up again, Shen Yuming's emotions were out of control and he kept pinching the servant. He didn't let go until he realized his behavior. The servant fell to the ground, gasping for breath and coughing. Shen Yuming frowned and ordered coldly: "Get out!"

The servant fled the room in a hurry as if he had been pardoned. The room returned to silence, but Shen Yuming's heart was still unsettled. The burning sensation in his chest remained, and the fatal scene was still vivid in his mind, as if the god of death had just passed by him.

"I still can't escape that disaster..." Shen Yuming whispered, his voice trembling. Although fate gave him a chance to be reborn, why couldn't he escape the shadow of fate?

He longed to live, to climb to the pinnacle of power, to enjoy longevity and glory. Anyone who stood in his way would pay the price with his life. With his mind made up, Shen Yuming's eyes became even colder.

As he was deep in thought, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of something strange on his wrist. A black mark had appeared there at some point, but he clearly remembered that he did not have such a birthmark. What secret was hidden behind this new mark?

Shen Yuming's thoughts suddenly drifted back to the scene in his dream. The red phoenix mark on the killer's arm shocked him. He lowered his head to examine the mark on his wrist, and his eyes gradually became complicated.

"This mark... is it related to the dream? Why do I have the same mark?" Shen Yuming whispered to himself, full of doubts. "What exactly is this mark?"

He stared at the black pattern on his wrist. It vaguely had the outline of a phoenix, but it looked more like an evil black bird. No matter what, Shen Yuming's determination never wavered. "I will never sit still and wait for death! Even if it is God's will, I will change my fate!" His voice was firm and cold, and his oath was filled with unquestionable power. "Blood-red Phoenix... No matter who you are, I will find the truth before you and make you pay for everything you have done."

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Ye Yunzi slowly woke up from her coma, and the maid greeted her softly, "Miss Su, you are finally awake." She handed her a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Ye Yunzi's forehead.

Ye Yunzi was a little confused at first, but she was completely awake after a while. She subconsciously touched her chest, recalling the moment when she was stabbed by the dagger, and the pain was still vivid. However, when her fingers touched her heart, she felt no pain.

"What's going on?" Ye Yunzi murmured to herself, lowering her head to check her clothes, only to see a bloodstain on her chest, proving that what happened before was not a dream. "I'm not dead?"

Such a serious wound should not stop bleeding so quickly, let alone be painless. The maid suggested helping her prepare a bath, and Ye Yunzi agreed, but she decided to wash herself so that she could carefully examine her body.

In the warm water, Ye Yunzi took off her clothes and was shocked to find that her skin was intact without a single scratch. She picked up the bloodstained old clothes, and the bloodstained fabric confirmed the truth of the incident. "How is this possible? I was clearly stabbed..." She looked at her arm in disbelief, where a bright red mark appeared, as if telling what had just happened.

"What does all this mean?" Ye Yunzi's heart was full of questions. The old clothes in her hands formed a sharp contrast with her smooth skin, forcing her to rethink everything she had just experienced.

Ye Yunzi looked at the bright red mark on her arm, her heart full of doubts. It was a phoenix, exactly the same as the pattern on the black dagger she had seen not long ago. Could it be that the phoenix on the dagger had transferred to her skin?

She tried to wipe it with a wet towel, but the mark was as strong as a brand, and no matter how she wiped it, it was useless. The maid outside the door urged her to take a bath quickly because the water was getting cold. Ye Yunzi came to her senses and stepped into the bathtub. While washing her body, she glanced at the mysterious mark on her arm from time to time, frowning.

After bathing and changing into new clothes, the maid brought her freshly cooked bird's nest sweet soup, and her attitude was so respectful that she was a little uncomfortable. The maid used to be indifferent to her, but now she became so respectful. This sudden change made Ye Yunzi feel uneasy. She couldn't help asking, "Why? Why am I still alive?"

The maid shook her head and said, "I don't understand this either, but the master said that you are the chosen one and he will marry you."

Ye Yunzi's heartbeat quickened. The Phoenix mark on her arm seemed to be inextricably linked to all this. She decided not to wait any longer and immediately said, "I want to see your master."

The maid nodded and led Ye Yunzi to Kui Muzhu's room. With every step, Ye Yunzi's mood became heavier. When she stood in front of Kui Muzhu again, she felt an unprecedented pressure. His eyes were no longer cold as before, but full of warm light.

"Ye Yunzi." Kui Muzhu's voice was soft but firm.

She raised her head and looked straight at him, feeling an inexplicable anxiety in her heart. In a short period of time, everything had become so different, as if the gears of fate had begun to turn, pushing her in an unknown direction.

Kuimuzhu's eyes were full of sincerity, "I will marry you."