"Have you heard? King Yao was defeated."
"That's right, the news has broken out. It is said that Miss Yu from the Zhinuan Pavilion is actually a member of King Yao's faction!"
"No way? How could Miss Yu..."
"He's been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison. It's said that he'll be exiled to the border along with Prince Yao someday!"
“…”
Gurgle.
The wooden wheels rolled forward, pulled by the horses, making a heavy, dull sound.
In the car, an iron cage was swaying, and a man and a woman were trapped inside, with shackles on their hands and feet.
The man was already middle-aged, with messy hair covering half of his face, but his untidy beard could still be vaguely seen.
"Haha..." The man laughed mockingly, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the woman. "Have you ever thought about how this would happen?"
The woman was lying on her back in the car with her eyes closed. Her prison uniform was torn and the exposed parts of her skin were covered with scars.
Hearing the man's question, the woman opened her eyes and stared blankly at the sky for a long time, then curled her lips into a smile, "At least, he won."
“Pfft~ Hahahaha…” The man covered his face, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed wildly.
But in the end, the funny tone turned into a weeping tone.
"Yes, he won..." the man said, shaking his head. He then looked down at the woman. "And you, who were devoted to him, became my King Yao's accomplice. You were imprisoned with me, exiled with me, and maybe even died with me."
The woman's eyes flickered as she looked at the blue sky, the soft clouds, the flowing wind... and the last person she saw, the calm gaze of that person.
"Hehe... do you regret it?" King Yao asked with a serious look.
Do you regret it? The woman asked herself in her heart.
It seems so...I think so.
When he found out that he had joined the circle and was labeled as a member of Yao and Wang's gang, he was shocked, incredulous, angry and regretful.
Then he ran up to the man and questioned him like a madman.
Why? She no longer had any extravagant hopes, had let go of everything, and only wanted to be an ordinary Red Mansion owner after everything was over.
Why not let her go?
From meeting him, to falling in love with him, to realizing the impossibility, and finally letting go of all love and choosing the relationship between master and servant.
What had she done to displease him? Was he going to drag her into this plot and kill her?
Instead of getting an answer, he was apprehended on the spot and thrown into jail.
At that moment she understood, that person...didn't even bother to give her an explanation.
What is there to regret? After all, it is the path you choose, whether it is right or wrong, and whatever the outcome, you have to bear.
Yes, you deserve it.
…
Cold snowflakes were flying and the wind was howling.
A group of people, carrying heavy loads, staggered forward under the supervision of soldiers in thick armor.
“Plop!”
The woman, wrapped in a thick linen jacket, fell headfirst into the snow. Her arms, which were supporting the ground, moved for a moment, then stopped moving.
King Yao walked back from the front and squatted down with difficulty to support her.
"Hey, get up. We agreed to die together. Don't leave first."
The woman's shoulders trembled, but she didn't move.
King Yao exhaled, reached out and turned the woman over, but found that her face, which had lost its luster due to the wear and tear of time, was covered with tears.
Or maybe it's the melted snow, or maybe...
"Oh, it seems you regret it." King Yao chuckled, his old face full of bitterness, "Forget it, forget it."
Raising his hands to cover the woman's eyes, forcibly closing them, King Yao stood up and walked towards the soldier leading the team.
"Master Jun, she is dead and not breathing."
"Really?" the leading soldier asked with a dull expression, raising his knife and pointing it at a soldier, "Go over and take a look."
King Yao raised his hand and, using his sleeve to block the flow, slipped a piece of translucent jade into the leader's hand. "After all, you're a woman. You can't survive this bitter cold!"
The leading soldier looked at him deeply and said to the person he had sent out, "Forget it, come back... and keep going!"
A group of people staggered forward and gradually walked away.
The woman half-opened her eyes, looking at the pale sky, her heart already like a stagnant pool.
If I continue like this, I don’t know when I will be tortured to death. Maybe in a few days, maybe in a month, or maybe I can only hold on for a few years.
Perhaps the only benefit of staying here alone in this icy and snowy place is that you know exactly when you will die.
She will die today, maybe during the day, maybe at night.
She understood, and King Yao knew it too.
However, compared to struggling to survive in this bitter and cold place, death is actually a better thing.
“Hoohoo… rustle…”
The wind is blowing and the snow is falling, hitting my face and body.
Her body gradually stiffened and her thoughts slowed down. She seemed to see death, clearly and in black.
But it’s not scary.
Compared to this miserable life, she suddenly felt that death was so wonderful...
"Hey, are you still alive?"
The pure black sleeves were waving above, and a person stood beside it, overlooking.
The woman realized belatedly that what she saw was not death, but... a piece of sleeve.
Seeing her eyes moving slightly with the hem of her clothes, the man squatted down and brushed away the snow on her face with his hand.
It was a woman, very beautiful, with a bit of evil between her eyebrows, and she was unruly and unrestrained.
"May I have your name?"
The woman in black asked softly, her slender knuckles sliding down to her neck.
It seemed as if a warm force surged into her body from the point of contact, and she seemed to come alive.
"...Yu Nuan, my name is Yu Nuan." The woman responded by moving her lips and teeth.
"Jade?" The woman in black raised an eyebrow and then laughed cheerfully, "So, do you want to live? Live and get back the debt that person owes you."
"……think!"
Yu Nuan heard herself answer like this.
King Yao was right. She regretted it and hated that man deeply. She wanted to do something.
"Hehe, very good!" An evil look appeared between the brows of the woman in black, and she suddenly exerted force on her hands.
Yu Nuan heard the sound of her neck breaking.
…
"Your Majesty, King Yao is attacking!"
"Waste, all of you waste, get out of here, get out!"
…
The stunning Yu Nuan, wearing a bright red cloak, rode into the palace on horseback. Facing the trembling bodies of many guards, she raised her hand to stop the actions of the soldiers behind her.
"That's it. Everyone in the palace is mine."
There was a glimmer of excitement in her red pupils, her slender jade hands were raised, and her sharp nails flashed with cold light.
The woman moved, rushed off the horse, and in an instant she was among the enemy troops, waving her hands, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
This scene was obviously extraordinary, but none of the soldiers who accompanied them expressed surprise.
They all looked at Yu Nuan's feast of slaughter with an expression of being accustomed to it.
The taste of blood lingered around her. Yu Nuan squinted her eyes to feel it, her expression happy, her steps swaying unsteadily, as if she was drunk!
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