The full moon hung high in the sky, and clear ashes poured down. Even without the light, one could see the path ahead clearly. When one looked up, they would see a vast expanse of white and plain silver.
Along the way, besides the sounds of horse hooves, there was only the sound of rolling wheels.
Looking at the sedan chair in front, Lu Sheng could not help but recall the scenes of ghost marriages in her previous life.
Marrying far away was indeed troublesome. Along the way, it was windy and snowing. By the time she reached her husband's house, it would probably be unbearable.
Not long after leaving Lin Jiang Mansion, Lu Sheng lifted her head to look at the moon. She realized that the bright moon was stained with some blood.
She frowned and turned back to Chu Sihan. "Lord, look at that moon."
Chu Sihan looked up and frowned when he saw the moon.
Blood Moon was not a good sign.
