Chapter 292 Fake Death

Qi Yuxuan stared at her face covered in scars and asked her.

Xiao Yuyao, as if struck by a sudden thought, grinned, her bald eyebrows, pierced by scars, rising high, and her eyelash-less eyes revealing a smug look:

"So what if you know?! My godfather's great cause is about to succeed, and I will be the most noble princess of Qi! You'd better kill me now, otherwise, even if you kneel before me and beg for mercy then, it won't do you any good, hahahaha..."

Qi Yuxuan remained expressionless, waiting until her voice was hoarse from laughing before saying:

"Are you referring to Qi Shen's collusion with the tiger, joining forces with Nan Yue to invade Qi? Or are you referring to Xiangqifang's attempt to control the people of Qi using a colorless and odorless powder?"

"Unfortunately, we already knew about both of these things."

She wasn't surprised that Xiao Yuyao would find another backer for her, but Xiao Yuyao seemed to be unlucky, as the backer she found was unreliable.

Qi Shen fled to Nan Yue, but left Xiao Yuyao in Qi, clearly abandoning her. This time, pushing her out might just be a feint.

Seeing Xiao Yuyao's incredulous expression, as if she thought she had misheard, Qi Yuxuan suddenly felt utterly bored.

Perhaps from the moment she was reborn and left the Xiao family, she and Xiao Yuyao were already worlds apart.

Xiao Yuyao's eyes widened. "How did you know?!"

"How could you possibly know something that even my godfather hasn't told me?!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she almost broke free of her restraints to rush over, but after struggling in vain for a while, the ropes binding her limbs became tighter and tighter.

Xiao Yuyao stared intently at the calm and composed person in front of her, who seemed to have been toying with her from beginning to end. Her anger surged, and she screamed hysterically:

"Xiao Yuxuan! You can't stand to see me have it easy! You were born to bring me bad luck! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"

"You took everything from me... Waaah... Why is everything yours? Why... I am the daughter of the Xiao family. They clearly loved me so much. Why did they all abandon me the moment you appeared? I hate you all!"

Judging from the looks of it, Qi Shen hadn't told her anything important, and Xiao Yuyao probably realized that she had become a pawn.

Qi Yuxuan took out a palm-sized knife from her forearm and examined it carefully in her hand.

Amid Xiao Yuyao's wailing, she spoke softly, "You know better than I who took everything from whom, don't you?"

"It's not about whoever shouts the loudest that's right, nor is it about whoever cries the most that's invincible. Look, today, you have to pay the price for what you've done."

Xiao Yuyao glared at her, her eyes bloodshot:

"You're talking nonsense! How could I be wrong? It's all your fault! You gave me everything, and then took it all away... Yes, it's all your fault. How was I supposed to know I wasn't a child of the Xiao family? How was I supposed to know my mother was just a mistress... I didn't know anything. You forced me into this situation..."

"If it weren't for you, if it weren't for the Xiao family, I would still be the famous Miss Xiao in the capital. I would have married a prince, become a princess, and lived a better life than any of you..."

Qi Yuxuan remained silent. In a sense, Xiao Yuyao was right. In her previous life, she did live better than everyone else, but that was on the condition that countless people became the dead souls beneath her feet, the stepping stones for her to become the First Lady.

Whether in the past life or this life, there has never been any reconciliation between Xiao Yuyao and her; it has always been a fight to the death.

She gripped the knife tightly and said calmly:

"If these are your last words, now that you've said them, it's time for you to go."

With the blade only half an inch away from flesh, Xiao Yuyao's face showed panic and pleading, and her voice changed tone:

"No, no, please don't kill me, please! I have a child, my child is innocent, he hasn't even seen this world yet, I beg you..."

Qi Yuxuan was startled, and the knife suddenly stopped.

"You bitch, die!"

Three silver needles flew swiftly from Xiao Yuyao's mouth and pierced straight into Qi Yuxuan's face.

The distance was too close; Qi Yuxuan only had time to shift an inch, but a silver needle still pierced her forehead, causing her to stagger for a moment.

Xiao Yuyao burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you used this poisoned needle to deal with me back then, how could you have imagined that you would die by this poisoned needle today?!"

As she spoke with a smile, she spat out a mouthful of black blood. She had hidden a silver needle in her upper palate. The reason she had spoken for so long was to buy time so that she could bite open the poison hidden near her teeth and let the needle be poisoned.

Now, she herself is also nearing her end, but fortunately, that bitch Xiao Yuxuan will also have to be buried with her!

Xiao Yuyao coughed up blood, laughing incoherently.

"I thought you were too cautious to come see me in person, but I never expected you to come. Do you think you've got the victory in the bag and everything is foolproof?"

"I'd like to see if you can survive by cutting off your own head, hahahahahaha—"

Suddenly, the wooden door was kicked open, and Ren Shun appeared in the doorway with a cold face. When he saw Qi Yuxuan sitting on the ground, covered in cold sweat, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Yu Xuan!"

He called out urgently and rushed forward to help her up, only to see a small patch of bright red blood on her forehead: "This is—"

Qi Yuxuan's voice was somewhat weak, "Poison needles, the poison needles from Xiao Yuyao's severed hand..."

After she finished speaking, Ren Shun quickly sealed the five major acupoints on her body, and she completely collapsed into Ren Shun's arms.

Xiao Yuyao's expression changed, and black blood gushed from her mouth. She struggled to lift her head, looking at Ren Shun who was about to leave with his men, and said hoarsely:

"This poison can be cured?!"

Why didn't the people her adoptive father sent to protect her save her? Instead, they broke her hand without a word! Leaving her crippled and ridiculed wherever she went!

"Boom—" Thunder rumbled outside, and the next instant, a sudden downpour began, pelting the thatched roof haphazardly, creating a fine, continuous sound.

Ren Shun didn't even turn his head: "Of course I can solve it."

Along with the words came a dart.

The opponent's throw was extremely accurate; the person on the pillar had no chance to dodge and was deeply impaled in the throat by the dart, dying instantly.

The little girl in his arms had her heart meridians sealed off and was in a state of suspended animation, but if an antidote was not found within ten days, she would still die.

Ren Shun, holding the person in his arms, stepped into the torrential rain. For the first time, he felt that the world was so desolate and dark.

Even traveling day and night from the capital of Qi to Nanyue would take at least seven or eight days. She couldn't afford to delay; he needed to set off for Nanyue immediately.

The old woman stood in the rain, startled as she watched the tall, young man carry out the baby girl who had just been alive: "This is..."

"Whoosh—" A dart, identical to the one that had just taken Xiao Yuyao's life, flew out, and the old woman immediately widened her eyes, clutching her throat where blood was splattering as she collapsed to the ground.