In the blink of an eye, the bustling jewelry store, once teeming with people, has transformed into a dark, gloomy space.
Sitting on the soft, black earth in the dark space, Ji Xiaoxiao was lost in thought for a while, then suddenly remembered the original owner's wish, "What she wanted was love, not a marriage that would ruin her life."
Although she couldn't marry Yunming and do intimate things, Ji Xiaoxiao felt a little lost. However, being able to have a relationship with Yunming not only fulfilled the original owner's wish but also realized one of Ji Xiaoxiao's dreams.
In our teenage years, who didn't want a perfect prince charming?
Ji Xiaoxiao stood up, patted her bottom, and walked to the adults' side.
The adult sat in the chair, and Ji Xiaoxiao could faintly hear soft snoring.
"Is the adult so sleepy? Isn't he a god?"
In Ji Xiaoxiao's mind, calling the adult a god was a complete underestimation of him. But Ji Xiaoxiao wasn't very well-read, and besides the word "god," she really couldn't find any other words to describe the aloof, noble, and omnipotent adult.
"You're back?" The adult seemed to have just woken up, his voice still heavy with sleepiness.
"Thanks to your great blessing, I have returned safely," Ji Xiaoxiao said respectfully.
The adult hummed in agreement, as if burdened with endless worries.
After waiting a while, the adult waved his hand, and Ji Xiaoxiao's information came out.
Name: Ji Xiaoxiao
Gender: Female
Spiritual power: 67
Soul Power: 50
Progress: 17%
Title: Academically Weak
Skill: Turning Stone into Gold
Rewards: "White Lotus Sacred Technique", "Dao Heaven", and "Do As You Please" (three times with two remaining).
Divine object: Treasure Fortune
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand what these things were, so she glanced at them and then stopped looking.
"Finished reading?" the adult asked.
"I've finished reading it," Ji Xiaoxiao replied instantly.
No sooner had Ji Xiaoxiao finished speaking than the adult sent her back into the mission.
Before disappearing, one of the adult's words was etched into Ji Xiaoxiao's heart.
"This time, ask him what he wanted to say back then?"
Before Ji Xiaoxiao could think any further, she lost consciousness.
When Ji Xiaoxiao woke up, she found herself lying on a wooden bed. The bed was made of nanmu wood with a gilded finish, emitting a faint fragrance. It was covered with intricate carvings, densely packed yet aesthetically pleasing.
Ji Xiaoxiao had a headache, and after lying on the bed for a while, she finally got out of bed.
Stepping outside, Ji Xiaoxiao was truly shocked by the room's furnishings. Exquisite porcelain, rare trinkets, tables and chairs made of golden nanmu wood, and a spotless environment. She vaguely sensed the aura of royalty dominating the world in what felt like a woman's room.
Ji Xiaoxiao wandered around, not intending to startle anyone. Once her excitement subsided, Ji Xiaoxiao returned to bed without delay and obediently accepted the original owner's memories.
I lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, and began to receive the important memories.
Xu Yu was the legitimate daughter of General Xu Jiti, and when she came of age, she married Zhan Feiyang, the legitimate son of Prince Gong, who was of equal social standing and would become the next Prince Gong.
The Xu and Zhan families had a long-standing friendship that spanned generations, making them close family friends. Xu Yu and Zhan Feiyang had known each other since childhood, and their marriage was a match made in heaven.
With the affection they shared from their childhood, Xu Yu and Zhan Feiyang lived a very loving and sweet life. Not long after, Xu Yu gave birth to her and Zhan Feiyang's first child.
However, a month after the child was born, Zhan Feiyang fell from his horse and was injured. When he woke up again, he became strange and had an unusual excitement and curiosity about everything.
Xu Qi thought her husband was just emotionally distressed and would recover naturally in time, so she didn't take it to heart. It wasn't until Zhan Feiyang clashed with the third prince of the court over a prostitute in a brothel that Xu Qi realized something was seriously wrong.
An investigation revealed that the prostitute's name was Hong Fu. She was stunningly beautiful, exceptionally skilled at playing the zither, and her dance was so captivating that no one could match her.
Most men are lustful and attracted to beauty, and it's quite normal for them to fight over whether or not a woman with natural allure exists. However, Xu Qi understood Zhan Feiyang. Zhan Feiyang was not a vulgar man who coveted a beautiful appearance. Moreover, Zhan Feiyang was raised by Prince Gong, and the idea of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune was deeply ingrained in his mind. He would never make an enemy of a prince for the sake of a prostitute.
But what's done is done, and Zhan Feiyang's words and actions have shattered the beauty and memories of the past time and time again, leaving Xu Qi feeling lost and helpless.
When Prince Gong learned of this, he beat Zhan Feiyang half to death. Zhan Feiyang, however, did not learn his lesson. After recovering from his injuries, he disregarded the objections of the elders in the Prince's mansion and his own reputation, and married the courtesan Hong Fu to the Prince's mansion with the same honors as a principal wife.
Zhan Feiyang's actions not only caused the Prince Gong's Mansion to lose face, but also wantonly trampled on Xu Qi's sincere feelings, making it a truly devastating slap in the face.
Xu Qi came from a prominent family. Although she was obedient to her husband according to the traditional three obediences and four virtues, she was not submissive. She had made a big fuss, but Zhan Feiyang, blinded by lust, ruthlessly humiliated her, saying that she was a human puppet without self-awareness, not even worth a hair of Hong Fu.
She, a pampered and noble woman, the legitimate daughter of a general who governs the country, and a princess personally bestowed by the current emperor, was in her husband's heart less esteemed than a prostitute whose jade-like arms had been the pillow of a thousand men and whose crimson lips had been tasted by ten thousand. How laughable, utterly laughable.
Xu Qi was heartbroken and devastated, but seeing her son, who was not even a year old and was just learning to speak, helped her regain her strength. She had originally wanted to live a simple life with her son, but Zhan Feiyang, that beast in human clothing, would not let her and her child go; he actually drowned their flesh and blood with his own hands.
The child she carried for ten months was killed by Zhan Feiyang's own hands?
Xu Yu broke down and wanted to die together with Zhan Feiyang. Zhan Feiyang had bribed Xu Yu's maid beforehand and, knowing Xu Yu's plan, struck first, imprisoning Xu Yu in a dark room.
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