Xu Wanrong pushed the man on top of her away with all her might, breathing a few deep breaths of air down her neck. Then she rolled over and sat sideways on his abdomen, pulling out the dagger from his waist and hooking it under his chin, looking down at Yin Xie.
"Men's mouths are lies. Guard Yin just said it was his honor to die under my skirt, and now he calls me a bitch. How mean! He deserves death!"
"Why... do you want to kill me?" Yin Xie gasped for breath, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and the blood from his waist also dyed the sheets under him red.
"Why?" Xu Wanrong's eyes were cold, and her voice was filled with murderous intent. She gritted her teeth and spoke word by word, "What a despicable thing you are! How dare you defile me! You've ruined everything I have and disrupted all my plans. Even if I were to cut you into pieces, it wouldn't be enough to quench my hatred!"
"If you... do this, the Third Prince... will not... let you go." Yin Xie grabbed her wrist holding the dagger with all his strength, his eyes widened in horror.
"Do you think he would avenge a lowly slave like you? You take yourself too seriously." Xu Wanrong curled the corners of her lips and stabbed the knife in her hand fiercely into his chest. Warm blood splattered on her face and body.
At first Yin Xie was still able to struggle, but in the end he could only twitch all over and let her stab him again and again.
Until the blood and flesh were blurred, until the anger in the tender eyes gradually faded away...
After dealing with the corpse, Xu Wanrong calmly took a shower in the room, put on her clothes, and poured kerosene in the house with a cold face. When the flames ignited, she disappeared into the jungle trail with her cold face wrapped in a white cloak.
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