A carriage drove slowly toward the outskirts of Houshan. The bumpy road was covered with dry grass, the land was cracked, and the mud was soaked by the rain. It was strangely desolate.
The attendant, wearing a coir raincoat and bamboo hat, sat in front of the carriage and drove the horse until the person in the carriage called out: "Stop."
He tightened the reins and the wheel rolled a few times before stopping.
Hua Yuejin got off the carriage with an umbrella and saw a closed thatched hut in front of her. She couldn't help but swallow nervously. She frowned uneasily, looked back at the attendant, and said: "Wait here.
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The attendant's bamboo hat covered his eyes, his thin lips were always closed, and he did not speak.
"Did you hear that?" Hua Yuejin yelled, her trembling tone somewhat muted by the sound of rain.
After a long time, the attendant's deep voice came slowly: "Yes, your Majesty."
Hua Yuejin turned her head irritably, walked into the thatched house step by step, and closed the door with a "bang".
When she was unaware, the attendant glanced at the closed door with sinister eyes, then pulled the reins, and the carriage slowly disappeared into the back hill.
Hua Yuejin stood at the door and looked inside the house. It was a simple and secluded farmhouse. A woman in pink sat with her back to her. Her gorgeous dress was incompatible with the simple environment.
Hua Yuejin swallowed, clenched the fist in her sleeve, and said: "Who is pretending to be a ghost? Turn around!"
Her voice was slightly hoarse, and her throat hurt a little after she finished speaking. She didn't think much about it, maybe it was because of being too nervous.
The woman in pink clothes turned around, her beautiful face showing vicissitudes of life.
Hua Yuejin was shocked. The person who had never expected to know her identity was actually Xiang Yini. It became increasingly difficult for her to spit out two words: "It's you!"
Xiang Yini looked her up and down, and finally fixed his gaze on her belly, which was not yet swollen. She smiled coldly and said, "Congratulations to hear that you are pregnant."
Hua Yuejin looked at her bloodshot eyes, not congratulating her at all. She frowned, took a few steps back uneasily, and said, "What do you want to do?"
Xiang Yini walked over slowly, with a strong murderous intent exuding from her body.
Hua Yuejin instantly panicked: "Xiang Yini, I have no enmity or enmity with you, you..."
Before she finished speaking, her pupils suddenly shrunk, her mouth opened, and she could no longer utter a single sound.
What's going on? She is speechless!
"No injustice, no hatred? Hahaha..." Xiang Yiyi laughed sarcastically a few times, her voice becoming more and more shrill, filled with deep resentment, "Chu Jiaoli, you are so clean!"
Chu Jiaoli?
Hua Yuejin was stunned for a moment, wait, doesn’t she know her identity? That letter...
"You always look like a harmless person, but inside you are filthier than a snake or a scorpion!" Xiang Yini took out a dagger from her arms, the sharp blade reflecting the dazzling light, "You promised that you would not compete with me for Your Highness.
, haven’t you become a princess?! You still kept a secret until death, and made me look like a human being and a ghost!"
Hua Yuejin shook her head in horror, trying to explain something, but her throat was burning as if it were being burned by iron.
"Poof!" With lightning speed, Xiang Yini's dagger had already pierced into her lower abdomen.
"It was you who made me look like this! It was you who destroyed me!" Xiang Yini's sad and painful voice burst out from between her teeth.
Hua Yuejin felt a pain in her abdomen, and her face suddenly turned pale. The scenes of Chu Jiaoli assassinating her in her previous life were constantly overlapping in her mind. Could it be that... in this life, she still couldn't escape such a fate?!
No! No! I'm not Chu Jiaoli! I don't want to bear all this for her!
She endured the severe pain and tried her best to push her away.
Xiang Yini's left hand was powerless to restrain her, and she staggered and fell to the ground.
The bloody dagger in her hand looked bloody and strange. The blood slid along the blade and onto her hand that was holding the handle tightly, and a horrible red color overflowed from the gaps between her fingers.
Hua Yuejin opened the door with difficulty and tried her best to escape, but the outside was desolate and there was no sign of a carriage?!
She clutched the wound on her lower abdomen, blood flowing out gurglingly, and her physical strength was gradually being depleted. She was afraid that the oil would be exhausted in less than a quarter of an hour.
Xiang Yini pushed open the door and chased her out. Hua Yuejin immediately quickened her pace, but where could she escape on this desolate mountaintop?
After running around like a headless fly for a moment, her footsteps became shaky, she stumbled and fell to the ground.
Xiang Yini raised her left arm and hugged her neck tightly, and the dagger in her right hand stabbed her into the abdomen.
"Pfft!" Blood overflowed from Hua Yuejin's mouth. She stared with unwilling eyes and wailed in pain and difficulty.
The scene before leaving the house suddenly appeared in my mind.
"Empress, this is the cake given to you by the prince..."
After realizing it, she felt a pain in her heart. Was it him...did he put a mute drug in the cake?!
That letter, that carriage that left her alone, everything was so logical, yet she was actually plotted against him!
Recalling his indifference towards her who seemed close but distant, and recalling that he refused to let her return to the imperial capital as Chu Jiaoli, did it turn out that he had already figured out her identity?
So, couldn't it be that the night she lost consciousness... wasn't him?
Xiang Yini pulled out the dagger and stabbed her several times. Hua Yuejin's sobs were drowned by the gushing blood, and the cold rain hit her face. She looked at the gloomy sky, her vision blurred, and her consciousness gradually drifted away.
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Recalling Beigong Tengxiao's handsome and proud posture, like the most unreachable light in the morning light.
I loved him for two lifetimes and ended up dying in his hands!
And even if she died, he didn't care much about her identity. He didn't even take a good look at her and see her true face under the mask...
Two lines of tears overflowed from her eyes, and her eyes were not closed at the moment she died.
Just her hands were digging into the rain-moistened earth, and the mud under her nails showed her last trace of resentment at the end of her life.
Seeing that she stopped struggling and fell to the ground, Xiang Yini tremblingly let go of the knife.
The rain washed away the blood on the dagger, but it could not wash away the sins on her body.
She looked at Hua Yuejin who was lying on the ground with his eyes open, and finally smiled with relief.
"You're dead, you're finally dead..." Xiang Yini murmured a few words, and then laughed crazily a few times.
Seemingly dissatisfied with the killing, she randomly grabbed a handful of mud from the ground, smeared it on her fair and delicate face, and shouted at her, "You bitch, you should have died long ago! You should have died long ago!"
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A burst of slow and light footsteps slowly approached from behind her, and when she reacted, an oil-paper umbrella was held over her head.
Xiang Yini was startled suddenly, and when she looked back, she saw Mo Wei in a purple dress, with an unpredictable sneer on her face.
