Xuanyuan Jin must not have given up yet. The main reason why she asked people to get rid of Xia Weiyang in the first place was because of the prince. The prince cares so much about Xia Weiyang. Who in the Ye Kingdom doesn't know?
Although Xia Weiyang was given fake death medicine at that time, Xuanyuan Jin never believed that Xia Weiyang was really dead and actually sent someone to secretly monitor her. In order to prevent him from threatening the prince with Xia Weiyang in the future, she had no choice but to let Xia Weiyang die.
, in order to prevent the prince from being threatened.
The prince is a ruthless person. Once he is in love, he may really do some crazy things for Xia Weiyang. She cannot just watch the prince's grand plan be ruined by a woman.
Afterwards, the prince searched for her like crazy. Many people from various countries were sent to investigate secretly, but it seemed that there was no news yet.
Xia Weiyang must be really dead, right? How many people can survive after falling into the abyss?
She didn't know what the prince's reaction would be if he knew that he was the one who killed Xia Weiyang?
Will he kill her?
In the past, she had enough confidence, so even if someone died from time to time in the palace, the prince knew who did it, but he also deliberately covered it up, just because she was still important to the prince.
There is sufficient use value.
Nowadays, she no longer has the confidence she had before. For Xia Weiyang, the prince and the queen can disobey her, let alone her.
Many things, once they are contaminated by Xia Weiyang, the prince will lose himself.
"Weiyang...Weiyang...I don't allow you to be with him!"
Hearing him murmuring in a low voice again, Yun Zidi's mouth turned into a bitter smile, and her charming face was full of sad expressions.
If one day she could make the prince worry so much, she would really die without any regrets.
But, that day may never come.
She walked to the bed and held his hand that was waving in the air. As soon as she took her hand, he held it tightly. The temperature in his palm burned her soft heart.
Those emotional murmurs had already cut her all over.