In the end, she was possessed by her inner demon and became a great demon that everyone feared.
When she fought her way back to heaven and tried to seek justice for herself, she was brutally murdered by Emperor Xun.
She was unwilling to accept it, really unwilling to accept it.
She didn't understand why her tolerance and concession resulted in such an outcome.
The original owner’s wish: to let Di Xun experience everything she had experienced, and make him live a life worse than death.
The female fairy beside the original owner was Di Xun's person from the beginning, so how could she be sincere to the original owner?
As soon as she returned to the main hall, the female fairy walked in and looked at Song Jiao with a gloomy face. "Princess, how could you attack His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Aren't you embarrassing the Queen Mother? Your status was hard-earned. Why can't you be more sensible?"
Song Jiao raised her eyes and looked at the fairy with cold eyes, "Who are you? Do you have the right to say anything about my affairs?"
The fairy originally planned to brainwash the new little princess and instill some so-called palace rules and concepts of hierarchy.
However, when she opened her mouth and was about to speak incessantly, a sharp aura suddenly emanated from the little princess, which made her stunned and her words got stuck in her throat.
Although the fairy was a little surprised, she quickly regained her composure.
She sized up the little princess before her, her heart filled with contempt: "She's just a child, not even the Emperor of Heaven's biological child. How dare she think she's some great figure? Just by adding feathers to a pheasant, do you really think it can turn into a phoenix?"
Despite this thought, the fairy still put on a smile and tried to continue her "teaching": "Princess, I am doing this for your own good. In this palace, rules and etiquette are indispensable..."
However, before she could finish her words, Song Jiao suddenly raised her hand.
Suddenly, a long sword appeared in the air. With a flash of sword light, the fairy's hands were cut off at the wrists.
Blood splattered and the fairy's screams echoed throughout the palace.
Song Jiao looked at her coldly, her tone revealing unquestionable majesty: "How dare you call yourself me in front of this princess?"
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