The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"..."

Although no sound was heard, Yun Shuo seemed to hear Yun Nian's malicious tone.

He hurriedly dug up the small grave mound. For a civil official, this was not an easy task. His fingers had turned purple and were scratched by tiny pieces of gravel.

But he seemed to have not noticed at all, and just held the twisted corpse in his arms.

"Sisi... no... Sisi, it's impossible..."

Nothing is impossible. She had died a long time ago. Who was Yun Shuo trying to show his deep love to now?

I have clearly decided to forget it, and I have clearly thought about what to do next. At least the pampering I once had was not false.

But why, why let her see such a disgusting scene!

She didn't want to see their regretful expressions, didn't want to see Yun Shuo holding her body in grief, didn't want to see his red eyes and desperate wails,

"Where were you when I cried? Where were you when I bled?"

Why can't I just hate her forever? Why not just be more ruthless and sneer at the sight of her corpse?

In this way, she still had enough faith to hate him. Why should she be like this now, even looking at the things that happened after her death in her previous life and feeling so painful?

"Hate? Are you sad? Do you think you went too far? It's just killing you."

That sharp voice came out of nowhere, lingering around the girl like a lingering ghost.

"Look, he's crying so hard, just forgive him. He just loves you too much, and that's why he wants to punish you, isn't it?"

"Just like me, they love me too much. Their love for me makes me desperately absorb nutrients, but in the end, I am blocked to death in their bodies."

The cold voice was pervasive, and the tone was sometimes like that of a babbling child, and sometimes like that of a woman in seclusion.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the deep malice hidden inside. All the words seemed to be meant to make Yun Nian feel pain and drive her crazy.

"Who wants this kind of love? Me? Or him?"

Yun Nian said coldly. She looked at the person kneeling on the ground with red eyes and tears. She felt her heart slowly becoming cold and hard.

"In his world, wasn't I already dead? Do you regret it after I'm dead? It's too late!"

Without giving the monster a chance to continue, the girl spoke like a string of pearls.

"What I hate most is the man who ignored his wife and then pretended to be wrong after she died of illness. And those guys who said they regretted killing someone and were being sought after by others, what were they doing before?"

What if she didn't get reborn? What if she didn't get another chance? When a person dies, they are really dead. There is nothing that can be done. It is even more impossible for them to see this scene.

"No matter if he is wrong or not, I am not wrong anyway. It is my own business whether I choose to forgive or not. No one can force me to make a decision. Aren't you going to let me out?"

Isn't it enough? She's dead, Wei Qingjue had her buried, why did they dig up her body? Why did they look so heartbroken?

"Sisi... I'm sorry, it was my fault. I shouldn't have locked you up. Who killed you?"

Yun Shuo's voice was trembling. He touched the wounds and felt as if he were being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

"Sisi, how much pain must it be for you?"

Sisi is obviously the most afraid of pain. When she was a child, she would cry for half an hour when a falling kite hit her face. The redness and swelling would take a whole night to heal.

With so many wounds and almost all the blood drained out, how wronged, painful and unwilling must she be?

The sudden intrusion of someone interrupted Yun Shuo's grief. The body in his hand was snatched away in an instant, and then the person fell to the ground as if he could not support his own body.

"Owner?"

It seemed like he hadn't spoken for more than a decade. When he spoke again, his voice was dry, pulling at his throat and pulling at his almost stopped heart.

"What's going on here?"

Another one came. Yun Nian was almost so angry that she laughed. She had been dead for so many days and hadn't seen anyone come back. But after being buried, they came back one after another.

Given their late arrival, if it hadn't been winter, her body would have rotted and stank a long time ago.

"Who did it?"

Xiyu's eyes almost turned red. His youthful face seemed to have experienced some setbacks and became more handsome, losing his immaturity.

However, no one cared about his appearance now. His hands tightened, as if he wanted to press Yun Nian's body hard into his own.

"Owner?"

He hurriedly lifted up Yun Nian's hair. The hair had become dry and yellow due to the pain day after day, and now it was broken into pieces.

He originally wanted to find his master to give him a new name. He didn't want to be a killer in Feiyu Tower anymore. He wanted to return to his master and abandon the surname "Xi".

Nothing could threaten him anymore. He could take his master away from those who coveted her. With his martial arts skills, it would be easy for him to escape from the pursuit.

As for whether the master is willing, he thought that time would naturally make her accept it. As long as he tried hard to admit his mistakes and ask for forgiveness, it would be fine. Anyway, the master was such a soft-hearted person.

But now, how did it become like this? The originally delicate girl now felt as light as if she was holding a small bundle of wood, without much weight.

The warm body also turned cold, and he could no longer hear the master calling his name in a gentle voice.

"Isn't it you? Aren't these wounds caused by the barbs on your whip?"

Finally someone came, Yun Shuo punched him as if he had found someone to vent his anger on.

"not me!"

He dodged the punch reflexively, but facing the people of the Yun family, Xiyu, who had almost lost his mind, still suppressed his fierce killing intent.

"My whip can't cut such a deep wound. This was cut by a dagger."

He looked like he had just walked out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses. His braid was dark red, and the barbs on it seemed to have become blunt.

"It's not you, but you can't escape responsibility. I asked you to take good care of her, is this how you take care of her? You are her secret guard, the one responsible for her safety!"

The two of them stared at each other with red eyes, and they saw anger, murderous intent, and tragic despair in each other's eyes.

"You're not here?"

Xiyu seemed to have thought of something, and her hand slid to the whip at her waist.

"As I recall, you dispersed the people who were serving her. I thought you were just trying to scare her."

Xiyu said slowly, and suddenly realized that when Yun Nian was in the most pain, none of them was by her side.

"Where is Zuo Mingyuan?"

Where the hell did that guy go?

Yun Shuo was stunned for a moment, and then he spoke.

"Zuo Mingyuan needs to be on duty, and so do I, so..."

"I told him I would be gone for a while. Didn't he tell you?"

"No? If we are not here, the only one left is... the Prince of Jinyang!"

"How could you leave Ning Si Nian alone with her?"

That guy was originally vicious. If he wanted to force Sisi,

"Impossible, Ning Sinian wouldn't dare to do that. As long as he wants to get help from the Prime Minister's Mansion, it's even more impossible for him to kill Sisi."

"Then look at what this is?"

Xiyu stood up holding Yunnian, his hands still trembling, his words had become calm, but his heart was not.

"The master is dead, dead!"

"Ning Sinian may not do it himself, but don't forget your cousin. Isn't she occupying your Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Yes, and Yun Jiao. If Yun Jiao did anything, Yun Shuo's heart would be like a raging sea, with hatred directed towards her.

"They are inextricably linked to this matter. I must kill them and avenge Sisi."

"But before that, return Sisi to me first. Xiyu, don't forget your identity."

Yun Shuo calmed down a little and looked at the tall and straight young man.