Lin Ruoyao✿

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On the wedding night, red candles flickered as a faint sorrow permeated the bridal chamber. Through the window, distant firecrackers could be faintly heard, as if mocking this unwilling marriage. Dressed in her phoenix crown and ceremonial robes, Lin Ruoyao sat alone on the edge of the bed, her delicate fingers clutching an exquisite pair of scissors pressed against her own neck. Tear stains remained on her pale face, and her beautiful eyes held nothing but despair and indignation. This night, which should have been the happiest moment of her life, felt instead like the beginning of a nightmare.