"ah!!!"

The next moment, a face she would never forget appeared before her eyes like a ghost, and a sharp scream pierced the deathly silence of Feixia Palace.

However, no one came over.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" Zhang Xiu scrambled into the corner of the bed, screaming and waving her arms in terror as if that would drive away the nightmare.

“Zhang Xiu, how dare you be so bold when you harmed me? Now I’m just here to see an old friend, my dear sister, don’t be afraid.”

Xiao Zhixing deliberately scared people by speaking in Xiao Yan's voice.

In fact, her clothes were completely different from Xiao Yan's, and it was easy to tell the difference at a glance. It can only be said that Zhang Xiu must have felt really guilty to be so easily frightened.

Zhang Xiu's pupils dilated, tears and snot streaming down her face as she frantically shook her head and screamed, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer—"

Xiao Zhixing simply fanned out the candle, reached out and grabbed her neck, saying menacingly:

"My dear sister, you stole my husband, wasn't that enough? You even dared to poison me! Why don't you come down and join me? Who else? I'll drag you all down with me to hell—"

Zhang Xiu was finally terrified. She gasped for breath, trembling violently as she cried out, "No, it wasn't me! It was Luo Mangong! And Luo Wei! They gave me poison and forced me to harm you... Sister, sister, please let me go! Please let me go! I'm so sorry! I'll be your slave in my next life! Please let me go!"

"Zhao Lin is Luo Wei's son, right?" Xiao Zhixing breathed cold air into her ear.

Zhang Xiu was terrified. This was her biggest secret. At this moment, she was too frightened to speak. Her eyes rolled back and she went limp.