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Chapter 325 It's up to me

 Before she went out, she looked at herself in the mirror and saw the graceful and luxurious style of her previous life.

She looked at her expressionlessly for a long time, as if she could see Xiang Yini's stunning face through the bronze mirror. She slightly opened her lips and said, "Dressed like this, it looks quite like your demeanor back then."

In the cold dungeon, footsteps echoed along the long road. All the way to the execution room at the end, the stench of blood hit your face.

Chu Jiaoli calmly sat down on the precious chair prepared in advance with the help of her maid. In front of her was a delicately embroidered screen, isolating the executioners behind her.

She looked straight ahead calmly and said, "How is she now?"

"Ah! Ah!" A shrill and strange cry came from behind the screen. Listening to the voice, she seemed to be speechless because she had confirmed something.

The jailer respectfully replied: "Replying to your Majesty, in accordance with the requirements of His Highness the Crown Prince, the eyes have not moved, the ears have not moved, the vocal cords have not moved, and the rest have been cut almost completely. The scene is too terrifying, and it is not appropriate for the Queen to see her again, in order to avoid nightmares at night.



"Yes." Chu Jiaoli closed her eyes and nodded, then raised her hand to dismiss the servants.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Xiang Yini was still roaring indifferently. Judging from the tone of her voice, Chu Jiaoli could vaguely hear what she wanted to say.

After listening for a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and said, "Yes, I'm here to see your jokes." Her eyes did not show joy, but became more depressed, "However, I am a bit

I don’t think it’s funny either.”

She lowered her head and stroked the luxurious and soft material on her body, and said: "Did you know? The first time I saw you in my last life, you were wearing such good materials, Tianshui satin, a piece of ten thousand taels of gold, a birthday banquet

Above, you are sitting on the right side of His Highness with a noble posture. Just sitting like that makes me crazy with jealousy.

"I begged Your Highness to make a piece of Tianshui satin for me, but he said that all the Tianshui satin from Quanbeiming was bought by your Xianghou Mansion. Over the past hundred years, Tianshui satin has been used by the eldest daughter of your Xiang family.

Everything, even a handkerchief, is not willing to be given to me."

Chu Jiaoli chuckled lightly and said, "Speaking of which, even I, who are noble and flawless, never thought that I would end up in this situation."

Xiang Yini behind the screen seemed to be even more excited. Listening to the sound of her struggling with the chains, Chu Jiaoli slowly suppressed her smile and frowned: "I will live my life again. I will be cautious every step of the way. I won't fight or grab. I think that

Your Highness’s nobility is the best match for you in all of Beiming.

"In order to bring you and His Highness together, I tried every means. You assassinated me again and again, and I protected you. Your Highness despised you. I forced my beloved to accept you, whom I hate the most. I think I have never done anything like this in this life.

I have treated you badly."

She slowly tightened the hem of her skirt on her knees and said: "You are greedy, sinister and ugly. I killed you in the last life, and you treated me like nothing. You want me to pay for it with my life. I have no regrets, but you hurt me."

Zi Lin, the fetus in my belly, I can no longer give up like this."

She got up and walked step by step in front of the screen. The hazy screen reflected Xiang Yini's mutilated limbs, hanging in the air only by iron chains. Her mouth was empty, with no lips or tongue that could be closed, just a mouthful.

White Fang was nowhere to be seen.

Even after seeing the bloody scene, Chu Jiaoli was still subconsciously frightened. She closed her eyes and stopped looking at her. She continued: "I don't want His Highness to hurt you. You are not worthy of soiling his hands like you."

Such a woman is not worthy of letting His Highness get the slightest bit of contamination from her. It is up to me to settle the grudge between you and me."


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