The blood donation was like a flood bursting its banks, gushing out instantly, staining her white clothes red as it ran down her neck and spilled onto the alabaster floor. Silently, the blood, devoid of warmth, reflected the cold moonlight, like a blooming flower of death.
She numbly covered her neck, which had been slashed open, a tear fell down her cheek, and everything before her eyes blurred. Her life had ended, and she was finally free.
Actually, she didn't hate Yao Yuanhao for stealing Song Feng's heart; she hated him...
She hated that she loved him so deeply; she hated that he would kill her father for another man; she hated that he broke their promise...
'Brother Fengzhi, will you leave me because someone else wants to?'
No, your brother will always be by your side and protect you!
Princess Chang's actions were something Song Fengzhi never expected. Even though Yao Qinglong wanted to kill him, he never thought of her dying, after all, she was his childhood playmate.
He stared blankly at the princess lying in a pool of blood. Her eyes were tightly closed, just like when he first met her, so foolish that it was heartbreaking.
Do you know what? The biggest mistake you ever made was falling in love with me, this devil. I hated your father, but I never wanted you dead...
Moonlight streamed through the window into the room, while the firelight outside illuminated the entire Taiji Hall. Song Fengzhi stood there coldly, and the air inside seemed so heavy that it felt like it was about to collapse.
Xiao Yi felt like he couldn't breathe; the air felt eerily like a plague, spreading into his nerves.
Tonight, the Xinling Mausoleum is shrouded in tranquility and darkness. Most people know that after tonight, when the sun rises in the east, the empire will welcome a new ruler.
The winter moonlight shone on his face, making it appear particularly desolate. Song Fengzhi stood there blankly, motionless, as if he had lost his life.
"General, the Eighth Prince has arrived."
Upon hearing the soldier's report, Song Fengzhi remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it.
Before even stepping into the Taiji Hall, Shen Ye could smell the stench of blood from the outside. Good, someone else has died.
He took a deep breath, then stepped into the Taiji Hall.
The main hall was filled with people, all of whom were Song Fengzhi's loyal servants, devoted only to him. Even Shen Ye, who slept with him every night, could not command them.
A woman lay in a pool of blood on the ground; she was the eldest princess, and also Yao Yuanhao's elder sister.
Although the two were related by blood, she never treated Yao Yuanhao as her younger brother. The only times she was kind to him were because Song Fengzhi was there, and she did it on purpose for Song Fengzhi's benefit.
So, when the eldest princess died, Shen Ye felt no regret at all, and even felt a little happy?
"General, the princes have all been imprisoned, but His Highness the Crown Prince is nowhere to be found."
Upon hearing this, Shen Ye frowned. How could the Crown Prince have escaped? He knew that among all the people, the Crown Prince was the one he hated the most, wishing he could skin him alive.
Shen Ye glanced at Song Fengzhi, then coldly ordered, "Close the city gates and search the entire city, house to house. Whoever captures the Crown Prince will be rewarded with one hundred taels of gold!"
"Yes, Your subordinate obeys."
"Xiao Yi, I don't need to explain what to do next, do I?"
"I know what to do." Xiao Yi dragged Yao Qinglong up from the ground and led him out. At the same time, the death servants also followed Xiao Yi out, leaving only the three of them in the huge Taiji Hall.
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