The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

The winter sun shines on people's faces, bringing a touch of warmth.

Xia Yanxiang, whose limbs were bound by iron chains, forced a smile. Her tattered clothes were so dirty that the original color could not be seen. The not-so-bright sunlight made it impossible for her to open her extremely red and swollen eyes.

Suddenly, a basin of cold water was poured over her, forcing Xia Yanxiang to open her eyes. She focused her scattered gaze and looked at Mo Yuyang and Xia Pinxiang.

"Xia Yanxiang greets His Royal Highness Prince Yuan. Oh no, I should call you the Emperor now, right?" Xia Yanxiang saw who was coming. Her originally beautiful and clean eyes were full of hatred, like a blade that had been severely sharpened by the wind in winter, wishing she could pierce into Mo Yuyang and Xia Pinxiang's bodies.

The hatred in Xia Yanxiang's eyes was not jealousy, but anger and unwillingness. It was her pride and dignity as the daughter of the Tu family, not jealousy and hatred towards the person in front of her.

Xia Yanxiang was born as a noble lady who attracted everyone's attention. The power she represented was enough to shake the succession to the throne. Otherwise, how could she have ended up like this!

Mo Yuyang walked forward, suddenly grabbed Xia Yanxiang's collar, and tore it hard, revealing most of Xia Yanxiang's scarred skin at the collar.

Xia Yanxiang's anger and icy hatred were instantly dissipated: "Mo Yuyang! What are you doing!"

"Xia Yanxiang, aren't you a noble lady?" Mo Yuyang's hand slowly slid down Xia Yanxiang's neck. "Haven't you always been very aloof? Why are you like this now?"

"Mo Fuyang! Don't touch me!" Xia Yanxiang's lips trembled violently twice, and the places that were touched by Mo Fuyang's hands were also trembling. She tried to struggle away Mo Fuyang's hands in disgust.

Mo Yuyang smiled evilly, his eyes full of disdain, and grabbed Xia Yanxiang's neck: "Xia Yanxiang! Don't forget, you are still my concubine! If you give in now, maybe I will consider keeping you in the palace to serve me."

"Don't, don't even think about it!" Xia Yanxiang's face quickly turned red, but her eyes were always fixed on Mo Fuyang. She used all her strength and spat hard onto Mo Fuyang's face.

Mo Yuyang was not angry. Instead, he loosened his hand and wiped his face carelessly: "That's right. With your current condition, I'm afraid the scar will never heal. I still feel uncomfortable serving me."

After Xia Yanxiang's neck was released, she gasped for breath like a fish returning to water.

Mo Yuyang originally came here to humiliate Xia Yanxiang, and now seeing Xia Yanxiang like this, he felt extremely happy.

Xia Yanxiang was gorgeous, the most beautiful in the capital, and Mo Yuyang had thought about conquering her while taking advantage of her.

Unfortunately, Xia Yanxiang was extremely cold and never flattered or tried to please Mo Yuyang. Mo Yuyang couldn't get what he wanted from Xia Yanxiang, so naturally he was disgusted with Xia Yanxiang's aloof appearance.

"Third sister, I'm here to see you." Xia Pinxiang stood in front of Xia Yanxiang in luxurious clothes, covering her mouth and mocking Xia Yanxiang.

"Third sister, I want to thank you! I am already seven months pregnant, and I am taking the initiative to give up my position for the sake of your nephew!"

Seven months? This pair of ruthless lovers had actually been together for a long time!

"Third sister, I forgot to tell you." Xia Pinxiang seemed to have suddenly remembered, covering her mouth with a look of surprise, "Your good sister, Xia Qianxiang, married three husbands on someone else's territory after the marriage, and cursed them to death one after another. The other party is very dissatisfied with our Darong Dynasty, and now she has been thrown into a pig cage."

"What did you say?!" Xia Yanxiang widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Ah! The Sixth Princess is very grateful for the Sixth Sister's kindness. She took the initiative to ask for permission to move the Sixth Sister's household registration to Yuan State so that the Sixth Sister can rest in peace!"

Every word Xia Pinxiang said pierced Xia Yanxiang's heart!

Asaka!

Xia Yanxiang's eyes were filled with hatred and tears. She struggled hard with her bound hands and feet, trying to escape from the shackles and kill these two men!

"Why?!" Xia Yanxiang resisted the urge to faint and opened her mouth filled with blood with difficulty.

"Why so many whys?" Xia Pinxiang just wanted Xia Yanxiang to have nothing. "Your existence is the source of everything."

"You have been high and mighty for so many years, have you ever thought that one day you would be stepped on by me!" Xia Pinxiang suddenly became fierce and stepped forward to slap Xia Yanxiang hard.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being born into the Tu family!" Mo Yuyang supported Xia Pinxiang and said contemptuously, "You could have been born into any other family, but you had to be born into the Tu family! If you were born into any other family, you might have become one of my concubines."

Xia Yanxiang laughed at herself. She was still not sober. Even at this point, she was still thinking of some excuse.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha..." Xia Yanxiang's laughter burst out from her throat, which was very creepy.

Xia Pinxiang was a little scared when she heard this. She took a step back and leaned into Mo Yuyang's arms: "Your Majesty, this bitch must be crazy! It's better to kill her! There's no use keeping her alive!"

Mo Yuyang was not afraid: "The Queen is not afraid. Even if she is crazy, she can't do anything to us."

"What a loving couple!" Xia Yanxiang raised her head, her face covered with blood and tears, and the corners of her smiling mouth were crazy, "Mo Yuyang, I'm not afraid to tell you, do you think Xia Pinxiang is a good person?"

"She probably doesn't even know that she is the child of her mother and fourth uncle!"

"What did you say!" Xia Pinxiang was shocked. How could this be possible?

Mo Yuyang was also shocked and looked at Xia Pinxiang in disbelief.

"I say, Mo Yuyang, aren't you afraid that Xia Pinxiang will give birth to a monster?" Xia Yanxiang seemed to have no strength left and forced herself to take a breath.

Mo Yuyang's expression suddenly turned ugly, and the hand that was originally holding Xia Pinxiang loosened.

"Xia Yanxiang! Stop talking nonsense here!" Xia Pinxiang was a little flustered. She stopped Xia Yanxiang loudly and grabbed Mo Yuyang's sleeve. "Your Majesty, don't believe what this bitch says! She has nothing now, so of course she can say whatever she wants!"

Xia Pinxiang was afraid that Mo Yuyang really believed Xia Yanxiang's words. Xia Yanxiang, this bitch! She actually wanted to harm her!

"I have never had any problems. How could this be the child of my mother and uncle? Xia Yanxiang, that bitch, just wants to die quickly!"

Mo Yuyang had some doubts in his heart, but compared to Xia Yanxiang, Mo Yuyang obviously believed Xia Pinxiang more: "Xia Yanxiang, it's useless for you to say anything now. I won't let you die so easily!"

"Mo Yuyang, whether you believe it or not is your own business. You might as well wait and see when she gives birth!" Xia Yanxiang's ferocious look was no longer the cold and decent Third Miss.

Xia Yanxiang's eyes were already filled with blood mist, blurry and unclear.

"Your Majesty, please kill her! Otherwise she will scare our child!" Xia Pinxiang was still in fear. Now only killing Xia Yanxiang could relieve her anxiety.

Mo Yuyang was also very uneasy about what Xia Yanxiang said at the end. He nodded, turned around, supported Xia Pinxiang's waist, and handed Xia Yanxiang to the people below: "I give it to you! Do whatever you want with her. It's up to you to decide whether to spare her life or not! It would be best if you let the third lady know how to serve a man!"

"Yes."

After Mo Yuyang went away, waves of men's voices rang out.

"Don't touch me!" Xia Yanxiang's voice was extremely sharp, and also extremely miserable and desperate, "Let me go!"

"Go away!..."

"Let... me go..." Xia Yanxiang didn't know how much time had passed before she could hold on no longer. The light in her cloudy eyes gradually faded.

There was a white orchid tree in the yard. The last white orchid fell from the tree and was trampled to pieces by someone...

Auntie, I'm sorry...