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On My Wedding Night, I Walked Into the Wrong Hotel Room

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On My Wedding Night, I Walked Into the Wrong Hotel Room

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1 – Rebirth (Modern Royal Theme)

The night was dark and the wind howled as a black van drove into a secluded forest in the suburbs of Manchester, T Country.

Soon, the vehicle came to a stop. Two men stepped out and threw a woman onto the ground.Full novel: On My Wedding Night, I Walked Into the Wrong Hotel Room — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

A dagger was plunged into her abdomen, and her once snow-white dress was now stained a shocking crimson with blood.

Lying weakly on the grassy slope, the woman mustered her last ounce of strength and raised her hand.

She wanted to reach for the woman sitting inside the van at that moment.

“Yiyi, why? Why would you do this to me…”

Her voice was faint as a wisp, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The woman named Yiyi in the van crossed her arms, gazing coldly at the woman on the ground, her expression suddenly twisting into something hideous.

“Why? Chu Ke, are you really this foolish? Don’t you know that I’ve always hated you, that I’ve always wished you were dead?

You’ve only been able to cling to Brother Ting because you’re a skilled hacker and he needed you!

Don’t you know that Brother Ting and I are the ones truly in love?

But Brother Ting was only using you! You know so many of his hidden secrets—do you really think he’d let you keep living in this world?”

“You mean… Brother Ting wants me dead?”

Chu Ke clutched her stabbed abdomen, the pain so intense she could barely speak.

Song Yiyi, however, was full of energy, a smug smile curling her lips.

“Of course! It was Brother Ting who ordered me to take you out!”

“Impossible!”

Chu Ke shook her head, refusing to believe it even in death.

She was an orphan. At the age of ten, she had followed the current Second Prince, Zongzheng Ting, becoming a member of his shadowy organization.

Over the years, to help him secure his position as a Crown Prince candidate, she had hacked into the information of numerous political figures and committed countless unscrupulous deeds.

She saw herself as nothing more than a tool, devoting herself entirely to Zongzheng Ting, willing to die for him.

She did all of this for no other reason than because she loved him.

For him, she had toiled like an ox, sacrificed herself, cared about nothing else.

But what had she gained in return?

He had actually sent someone to kill her?

“Impossible!!”

This time, her voice grew heavier with emotion, and in her agitation, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Song Yiyi jumped down from the van, holding a flashlight and shining its harsh beam directly into the woman’s eyes.

Wearing thick leather boots, she lifted her leg high and stomped down hard on the woman’s hand.

A piercing, heart-wrenching scream tore from the woman’s throat.

Song Yiyi’s eyes grew even more ruthless as she signaled to the black-clad men beside her.

“Cut off her hands! Take them back to report to the Second Prince!”

“Yes!”

The two men responded firmly, simultaneously drawing daggers from their waists.

Two gleaming blades flashed before their eyes, their cold light casting a terrifying glow in the pitch-black forest.

Striding forward, one on each side, they approached the woman.

The two daggers sliced down, severing the tendons in her hands.

Then, her arteries were cut.

Sssss…

Scalding hot blood sprayed out.

“Ah!”

A harrowing cry of agony echoed through the entire forest.

Chu Ke was already numb with pain.

She looked up at the person standing high above her—her former comrade-in-arms, her once-close sister—who had now personally become her executioner.

The man she loved most was actually the one who had ordered her death from behind the scenes.

Heh!

She laughed, a laugh bordering on despair, her face contorted into a terrifying, ghastly mask.

“Song Yiyi, even as a ghost, I will never let you go! And Zongzheng Ting—tell him that heaven sees all, and sooner or later, he’ll die a violent death in the streets!”

“Even with your hands cut off, you’re still so stubborn? Looks like I need to make your death quicker!”

With that, Song Yiyi bent down and pulled the dagger from the woman’s abdomen.

She raised the dagger high, then brought it down hard, plunging it once more into the person on the ground.

The dagger pierced straight through the woman’s stomach, blood gushing out like a fountain, spraying everywhere with a sizzling sound.

With her last breath, the woman glared fiercely at Song Yiyi.

She swore that if there was a next life, she would make sure to take revenge on this wretched pair!

She died with her eyes wide open!

…

Endless darkness, her body growing heavier and heavier.

Chu Ke felt as if she were being pressed down by a ghost.

She jolted awake, her eyes snapping open.

In the pitch-black world before her was a man’s face.

But because it was so dark around her, she couldn’t make out his features at all.

Hadn’t she died?

How could this be?

The pain of having her hands severed, the agony of dismemberment, was still fresh in her memory.

Chu Ke couldn’t help but shudder, her body trembling uncontrollably.

But before she could figure out what was happening…

Cold, cool lips pressed against hers, landing on her slightly dry mouth.

She instantly felt her breath being stolen away.

The man’s imposing aura washed over her, both fierce and gentle.

He held her down forcefully, not allowing her to resist.

Chu Ke’s head buzzed with confusion. She wanted to push the man off her, but for some reason, her entire body felt weak and limp, utterly powerless.

“Who are you? Where am I?”

She could only ask him, her eyes wary, fixed intently on the features of his face in the darkness.

His features were sharp, his nose bridge high and straight.

His cool, thin lips captured hers, and his icy eyes gleamed with a chilling light.

“Mmm…”

Before she could speak again, the man sealed her lips with another kiss.

All her words were swallowed in her throat, reduced to faint, kitten-like whimpers.

The night was torn apart by moonlight.

Silence filled the room, inside, a scene of tender intimacy unfolded.

…

The next day…

Chu Ke was awakened by a bright ray of sunlight.

She opened her tired eyes, squinting through a narrow slit.

The first thing that came into view was the skyscraper outside the floor-to-ceiling window, towering into the clouds.

Seeing the clear, boundless sky outside, she sat up in shock.

“I’m not dead?”

She glanced down at herself—completely naked—and immediately remembered last night.

A mysterious man seemed to have had his way with her?

What was going on?

She began piecing together the memories in her mind.

After a while, she realized—she had been reborn!

Without bothering to put on clothes, she threw off the covers, jumped out of bed barefoot, and dashed into the bathroom.

Standing before the sink, she looked at the completely unfamiliar face in the mirror. Instantly, a sinister gleam flashed in her eyes.

She had indeed been reborn.

The owner of this body was named Lu Xiao Ning, a very ordinary girl next door.

Because of her greed, she had secretly drunk a fifty-year-old vintage wine belonging to a tenant.

But unexpectedly, she was severely allergic to alcohol and died just like that, without even knowing why.

What a pitiful way to die.

Chu Ke shook her head. After pitying the original owner’s tragic, cannon-fodder life, she made a silent vow to the mirror.

Since heaven has opened its eyes and given her a chance to live again, in this life, she will never let scumbags blind her vision again.

Not only that, she will also seek revenge on those scumbags—both men and women!

How she was used and how she died in her past life—in this life, she will repay it tenfold, a hundredfold, even a thousandfold!

Just wait, Zongzheng Ting, Song Yiyi!

PS:

This book is set in a fictional world with a constitutional monarchy background, similar to countries like the United Kingdom, Japan, Thailand, etc., where monarchs exist. It mainly draws inspiration from Thailand’s setting, as royal authority is supreme there, but it’s not entirely copied—there’s a bit of creative adaptation.

This story references Thailand’s system. The tone is lighthearted, with the female protagonist playing dumb to outsmart others. She may seem silly, but she actually hides powerful moves—in other words, she has many hidden identities, ahem.

Also, please leave a five-star review, hehe. Zhuozhuo promises everyone: this book is super sweet, sweet enough to melt your heart.

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