No! No! She would never let her sister take advantage of her. Thinking like this, Yilan suddenly grabbed a tea cup and smashed it on the ground. In an instant, it fell apart into pieces of snow-white porcelain. Yilan picked up a piece from it.
A piece of broken porcelain with a sharp edge was placed against her flawless white neck, and she said with a crazy expression: "You want me to marry someone named Li? I tell you, unless I die, I won't marry anyone at all!"
Ling Ruo's expression was calm from beginning to end, as if the person standing in front of her was not her biological sister but a stranger. She frightened Yilan, and the hand holding the porcelain piece began to tremble, and she accidentally cut a slit on her neck.
There were thin traces of blood, which made her frown in pain.
"You won't die." After a long time, she finally waited for Ling Ruo to speak, but every word that came out of Ling Ruo's mouth made her feel as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, "Because from the beginning to the end, you have never touched death at all.
Read, hang yourself, go on a hunger strike, everything is just a means to force me to submit. Sisters of more than ten years, do you think I really can’t see through you?"
The blood drained from Yilan's face, and she was as pale as death. She had always felt that her sister was far inferior to her in terms of scheming and resourcefulness, but now it seemed that was not the case.
Just like Ling Ruo said, seeking death is just a means of her, not her true intention. Only by living can people realize everything they want in their hearts. If they die, they will have nothing. How could she be stupid enough to seek death?
"Didn't you say you want to die? Why don't you cut it off? As long as you use a little force, you can do what you want. You won't be sad anymore, and you won't see me who hates you." Ling Ruo stepped forward step by step, Hua Hua
The pelvic shoes stepped on the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, very slowly but extremely calmly. Every time she took a step, Yilan would subconsciously take a step back. Fear spread uncontrollably throughout her body. She was afraid, as afraid as she had ever been before.
When her back hit the wall that was as cold as her feet, and there was no way to retreat, the fear that swept across the sky finally made her collapse. She threw away the porcelain tiles in her hand and shouted: "Devil! You are the devil from hell."
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Ling Ruo stared coldly at the porcelain piece she threw at her feet. It was snow-white and sharp. Her eyes were as calm as the pool water under the autumn sun, without a single ripple. "Can't you stand it just like this?" She curved her lips and hooked her lips.
With a faint smile, he said, "You are always too immature. If you are really cruel enough to cut me off, maybe I will change my mind."
She passed the frightened Yilan and walked to the long closed window. She pushed it gently and the window opened. The cool wind came from the window and blew her broken hair and peacocks hanging by her ears.
Blue tassels flutter in the air.
"If you enter the palace to fight like this, you will only harm others and yourself." She said, cold and ruthless, unable to feel a trace of the fireworks of the world, like a fairy or a ghost.
At this point, Yilan finally saw the truly ruthless side of Ling Ruo. From Princess to Fujin; from the other courtyard to the palace, after seven years of hard work, her hands were already stained with blood, and she was ruthless; but she still retained a kindness and friendship in her heart.
, I have never shown it in front of my family.
regret……
Yilan never thought that one day she would regret going against her sister. In her heart, her sister had always been gentle and could be bullied. But at this moment, she really regretted it. But at this point, she had no way out.
At this moment of near despair, something that I had almost forgotten suddenly jumped out of my mind.
Yes, as long as she said that, her sister would definitely compromise. Thinking of this, another smile appeared on her face, and Ling Ruo, who happened to turn around, saw it in her eyes, her eyebrows slightly twitching, and she had a vague feeling of bad premonition.
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"Sister, does the prince know about your relationship with brother Rong Yuan?" Yilan stroked her face to calm herself down again. She was confident that as long as she persisted in this matter, her sister would definitely be scared.
"What do you want to say?" Ling Ruo's heart tightened.
Seeing Ling Ruo's nervous look, Yilan knew that her trick worked. She flicked her long armor coated with Dankou and chuckled: "You said I knew what would happen if I told my direct descendant Fujin about this.
?The direct descendant Fujin has been looking for opportunities to seize
What is your sister's pain point? Why don't you make a fuss after knowing this? By then, your sister's situation will be dire. Do you think the prince will kill your sister in a rage, or even suspect that you and brother Rong Yuan have an affair?
Ran, even this child..."
She had no chance to say anything else, because Ling Ruo had already strangled her neck and said word for word: "Yilan, don't try to challenge my patience again; if you dare to tell me, I will kill you!"
Yilan had never felt that death was so close to her. She tried hard to open the hand, but Lingruo didn't know where the strength came from. She couldn't open the hand with both hands until she felt it.
When he was about to faint, the hand left his neck.
As soon as her hands were released, Yilan immediately sat down on the ground softly, covering her pinched neck with both hands and breathing heavily. Only in this way could she feel that she was still alive.
At that time, Mrs. Fucha happened to walk in. She was holding a plate of steaming snacks in her hand, which was Ling Ruo's favorite Thousand Silk Silver Ice Cream. She saw the mess on the ground and Yilan trembled.
He looked so panicked that he quickly put down his snack, walked to Yilan, knelt down and asked with concern: "What's wrong, aren't you just talking? Why are you sitting on the ground?"
Seeing Mrs. Fucha, Yilan immediately hugged her and burst into tears. While crying, she pointed at the fingerprints on her neck and said, "Mother, my sister doesn't want me to enter the house, she wants to kill me!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Your sister loves you the most, how could she kill you!" Mrs. Fucha subconsciously denied her words.
"What about this fingerprint? Did I pinch it out myself?" Yilan cried with tears on her face: "Mother, you don't know that my sister went back on her word. She clearly promised you to let me enter the palace, but when she went to ask for the emperor's order,
But she offered me a marriage to a Jinshi whom I had never even met, and I didn’t know whether his character was good or bad. When I refused, she beat me and said that if I didn’t obey again, she would kill me. Mother, I’m sorry.
At one point you will never see your daughter again."
Mrs. Fucha didn't fully believe her words, but the shocking finger marks on Yilan's neck were definitely not fake. What happened between the two sisters?
After helping Yilan up and sit on the bed, she turned to Ling Ruo who was silent and frowned: "Is what Lan'er said true? Did you really ask the emperor to marry her to someone else?"
Ling Ruo glanced coldly at Yilan, who was huddled on the bed. The latter lowered her head and did not dare to look at her. It was obvious that she was really scared after having been through the gate of hell. She never knew that Ling Ruo could be so terrifying when being cruel.
Mrs. Fucha also sensed Yilan's fear of Ling Ruo, and couldn't help but believe a little bit of what she just said. She stared at Ling Ruo with an unhappy expression, "Is that true?"
"Yes." Ling Ruo did not deny it, although everything changed when Yilan said it.