[Under Ning Zhiqing's puzzled gaze.
Ning Zhiran, with a pale face, looked at Ning Yuwan in a trance.
"Mother Queen, don't you feel guilty?
When you wake up in the middle of the night, can you really sleep peacefully?
He poisoned his own daughter, sent his son to marry a foreign prince, and took advantage of his marriage in many ways.
Doesn't your conscience really hurt?"
As Ning Zhiran spoke, she pulled out the jade hairpin from her hair in full view of everyone.
The soft black long hair spread out like a waterfall, making Ning Zhiran's face look as pale as paper.
But when Ning Zhiqing saw this, her eyes narrowed and she pulled the guard next to her over.
"Protect the emperor, protect the emperor! Someone, Ning Zhiran is about to attack us. Capture her, quickly."
Amidst Ning Zhiqing's shouting, countless sharp swords were pointed at Ning Zhiran.
But she seemed unaware, tilted her head, and stroked the cool hairpin in her hand, revealing a bit of nostalgia.
Under the gaze of everyone, he raised his hand, as if using all his strength, and threw the white jade hairpin in his hand towards Ning Yuwan.
The guards, who had been prepared, took the opportunity to swing their swords.
The white jade hairpin with a soft texture collided with the long sword with a cold glow in the air, making a clear and crisp sound.
Then it was mercilessly thrown down, and when it touched the hard ground, it shattered into pieces in an instant.
Ning Zhiqing hid behind the crowd, looking at the scene where nothing happened, a little dazed.
“Pfft, the imperial sister is really cautious.
What can I do in front of so many people?
What a pity, such a waste of fine Hetian jade.
Just like the relationship between our family of three and you, the Queen Mother, over the years, it has been shattered into useless pieces."
Ning Yuwan, who had been treating him indifferently, shook her eyes slightly when she heard this and looked at the hairpin fragments on the ground.
The familiar plum blossom hairpin made her look relaxed.
How could this be?
That was the token of love she gave to Chu Ziyan when she was still a princess in order to get help from the General's Mansion.
Later, he gave it to Ning Zhiran as a gift to celebrate her coming of age.
Later, Ning Zhiran gave it to Ning Zhiqian because she didn't like jade, but Ning Zhiqian liked it.
A hairpin was sent three times.
Chu Ziyan died in a palace fire, and Ning Zhiqian died on the way to the marriage.
Now, she wants to kill Ning Zhiran again.
This is not a gesture of friendship at all, it is clearly a murder weapon.
Compared to the things I gave to Ning Zhishu's father for the sake of face over the years.
Liu Shui gave something to Ning Zhiqing's father as a token of his affection.
She suddenly realized that the things left for Ning Zhiran's father were shockingly few.
There is so little that the only thing I can remember is this hairpin.
Ning Zhiran had been looking at her, and seeing that she looked dazed, a hint of disdain flashed across her calm eyes.
It was fleeting and she concealed it well.
There never seemed to be anything unusual.
“Father loved you so much that he willingly gave up the throne and defended you until his death.
Qian'er relies on you so much that he thinks of you first when something happens. In order to wait to see you, he stood outside the imperial study for an hour.
And me, I have clearly given up fighting for the throne, why do you insist on forcing me to join the game as a supporting role?"
Ning Zhiran's eyes were red, and her words revealed her hysteria.
But it should have been an angry question, but the words that finally came out were so pale and powerless.
Every word she said seemed to be longing for a false answer.
Ning Yuwan's originally firm gaze gradually wavered, and she stared blankly at the fragments on the ground.
She wanted to kill Ning Zhiran in advance countless times because she was a bigger obstacle than Ning Zhishu.
But she was like an indestructible cockroach, surviving time and time again.
She was becoming increasingly useless due to this kind of life, and everyone in Kyoto called her a wimp.
She clearly didn't want to kill everyone at the beginning, so why did it end up like this?
She avoided his gaze, and for the first time, an emotion called regret appeared in her eyes.
This emotion quickly attracted the attention of Ning Zhiqing beside him.
She spoke hastily, fearing that Ning Yuwan would go back on her word.
"Queen Mother, don't be deceived. Ning Zhiran is just acting."
"Oh, just think of me as acting."
Ning Zhiran had her hair disheveled and slowly turned around under the pointing of the sword.
"Take me away. I'm all alone. Maybe I can talk to the eldest princess in the prison.
The road to the underworld is bitter and cold, so you always need a companion to chat with you.
This world is terrible. I won’t come back in my next life.”
Pei Xingyue's performance has caused a stir in the live broadcast room.
[Just a passerby: Oh my god, I feel like the character played by Pei Xingyue is about to break apart. Even a passerby would feel heartbroken.
I have nothing to do today, so I listen to music in a brothel: Ahhhhhh, I want to give that shameless mother and daughter a hammer, how can this be the heroine? Screenwriter, don’t you feel uneasy when you wake up in your dreams at midnight?
Xianyue Miaomiao: Baby, baby, it really looks like you’re going to break into pieces, wuwuwuwuwu.
I love the Moon Fairy so much: I am guilty. It is really hard not to bully such a fragile wife.
I love the Moon Fairy so much: Who knows that feeling, the white clothes stained with blood, the black hair disheveled, the whole person reveals a fearless deathly aura, and it feels like she will disappear on the spot in the next second.
I love the Moon Fairy so much: I have an urge to fill her indifferent and fearless pupils with myself, and to make other expressions appear on her lifeless face.
Badger in the Melon Field: People cannot, or at least should not, have such feelings towards a desperate and pitiful woman.
Tiantiansuibuxing: Help, is the unedited plot so awesome? I can’t imagine what it would look like if it were edited and played.
Sleepy Everyday: If I could see the edited version today, I would be such a bright and cheerful little girl.
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