"Over the years, I have been begging for a living and raising my children. While I was resenting my husband for leaving me, I learned that he had been murdered!"
Seeing how agitated she was, Hua Mei quickly stepped forward and took her hand.
Hearing her heart-wrenching cries, Da Shan felt extremely distressed. He struggled a few times, only to find that the locust tree was binding him even tighter.
He roared:
"Ah Xiang, don't do this."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm the one who deserves to die."
Ah Xiang gradually calmed down. Even if she couldn't accept the person in front of her, she could only accept her fate.
It's impossible for her not to hate him.
Over the years, she suffered so much that she wanted to die, but he was already dead.
She hated that he didn't tell her, hated that he hid it from her.
"Yes, you deserve to die."
“I told you before that it’s okay to suffer a little, as long as the family is together, that’s all that matters. Why did you still choose to do it?”
“As women, we value our chastity as much as our lives, yet you want to do such a thing on someone else’s wedding night.”
"Have you ever considered that if you really obtained this mansion through such means, do you think I would be happy living there?"
"I must have been blind to have fallen for you. My child sees you as a hero, but you've turned yourself into a beast!"
"I truly regret coming to see you!"
I wish you had just left back then!
Hearing her heartless words, Da Shan, his voice hoarse, looked like a child who had done something wrong, pitifully trying to crawl to A Xiang's side.
Looking at his appearance, Ye Lanyin said, "Miss, let him go."
Having overheard their conversation, Ye Lanyin knew that this evil spirit would not harm Ah Xiang.
Upon hearing this, the child ghost waved his hand, and the tree root detached from him.
Da Shan was liberated, and he crawled on the ground toward A Xiang.
"Forgive me, forgive me..."
"Ah Xiang, I love you."
"I know I was wrong, it was my fault..."
Ah Xiang stood there, looking up at the blazing sunlight, and closed her eyes.
Humans and ghosts are on different paths.
But he was her husband.
Dashan grabbed Ah Xiang's skirt and cried, "Ah Xiang, I was wrong."
"I was wrong."
"I was wrong."
I was so wrong.
Ah Xiang opened her eyes, sniffed, and asked, "You mean the Marquis of Zhenbei?"
"Yes, it's him. He's a scoundrel."
“On his wedding night, he didn’t consummate the marriage himself, but had someone else do it for him. The mansion was just a cover; his real purpose was to kill me to silence me.”
Hua Mei said angrily, "Madam A Xiang, it's just as your husband said. If it weren't for the Marquis of Zhenbei killing your husband, your family would still be living a happy life now."
"The Marquis of Zhenbei is a treacherous and cunning man, full of schemes, ambitious, and blinded by greed."
"Our wife has been married to him for decades, and he has never touched her. If we hadn't coincidentally followed him here today, we wouldn't have known that our wedding night was a lie!"
Ah Xiang turned her head and looked at Ye Lanyin, who was standing to the side.
"Madam, are you the first wife of the Marquis of Zhenbei?"
Ye Lanyin nodded.
Ah Xiang sneered.
The story of the Marquis of Zhenbei keeping a mistress had long been known throughout Bianjing, and now they had learned of a secret from many years ago.
Was he plotting against this lady from the very beginning?
Just as Ah Xiang was reminiscing.
Da Shan's heart clenched suddenly, as if gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and his breathing became rapid.
Then, an indescribable pain surged through him, as if something was being mercilessly ripped from his body.
His body slumped heavily to the ground.
The "bang" snapped Ah Xiang back to reality.
The mountain's form gradually disappeared.
He gripped his neck tightly with both hands, trying to shout, but found that he had lost his voice.
"Brother Shan!" Ah Xiang couldn't hold back any longer and called out to him.
But Da Shan's eyes were filled with fear as he felt his body and soul being gradually pulled away.
His soul was scattered and his spirit was destroyed.
This is his fate.
The scorching sun beat down on him, hastening the dissipation of his soul.
Ah Xiang.
sorry.
My wife, I'm sorry.
Once the obsession is set, it is gone.
He is his legs, waist, body... and head.
They all disappeared one by one.
Ah Xiang tried to grab his remaining head, but missed and fell heavily to the ground.
"No--"
Her mournful cries echoed for a long time in this endless mass grave.
Ye Lanyin wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
He walked over to her and helped her up.
"Madam, please don't cry."
Ah Xiang threw herself into her arms and cried for an unknown amount of time.
She didn't leave Ye Lanyin's embrace until nearly sunset.
Looking at the elegant and graceful woman in front of her, Ah Xiang knelt down with a thud.
“Madam Lin, it was my husband who was wrong. He was wrong. I apologize to you on his behalf.”
"I know this apology is not enough to make up for the hurt you caused me back then, but... I don't know what else I can do besides this."
Ye Lanyin sniffed.
He reached out and helped her up.
"Madam, please rise."
"Although he made a mistake, he was punished. You should not be implicated."
"Everyone thought we were a loving couple, but he actually wanted to scheme against me from the very beginning."
"Only I was foolish enough to fall into such a lie."
“Even if it weren’t for your husband, it would have been someone else. I couldn’t escape his schemes against me back then.”
"It can only be said that your husband loves you too much and wants you to have a good life, but he used the wrong methods and fell into his trap."
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