Chapter 118
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Ning Shu already had a rough idea of what happened next. She didn't need to say anything. Looking at that beautiful yet pale face, Ning Shu didn't know whether to hate her or pity her, "So, you chose Phoenix Terrace as the location."
"Yes! Why didn't I choose that place? I wanted to choose that place, the place that caused my Zhou Family to fall from the ninth heaven to hell! Not only did I want to choose that place, I also wanted to make the 'Plum Blossom Kiss' appear in the world and make it look like a vengeful spirit was causing trouble. I wanted everyone who harmed my Zhou Family to be in fear. I wanted to see them live in fear until they finally kneel and beg me, treating me as the only Guanyin Bodhisattva who could save them! How satisfying! How satisfying! "
Looking at Consort Nguyễn who had sunk into paranoia, Ning Shu pursed her lips and said, "Then when you stabbed Niinu with the dagger, didn't you hesitate?"
As if she had been slapped in the face, Consort Nguyễn opened her mouth but didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, she turned her head and hoarsely said, "In the past, I sacrificed myself for her. Now that I want her to repay me, what's wrong with that? Do you think I'm scary? What do you know! Everything I did was to restore my Zhou Family's glory! "
She desperately tried to find an excuse for herself, "I didn't really want to kill her, but … … I had no choice … … I really had no choice … … If her existence was discovered, then all my efforts would have been wasted … …"
"There's one thing you might not have guessed: Niinu knows that you're not dead."
Consort Nguyễn's entire body trembled and she almost blurted out, "That's impossible!"
"You might have forgotten, but at that time, Niinu was chosen to enter Prince Ke's residence to celebrate the Imperial Concubine's birthday. You also participated in that birthday banquet. You didn't recognize her because she had lost her voice while teaching Prince Ke how to sing, so she was sent to play the zither in a corner. However, she recognized you at a glance. She recognized the elder sister who had been with her day and night for more than ten years and who had taken care of her meticulously. But she didn't tell anyone. She only dared to secretly write a sentence in her letter to Lan Xiang: 'Jiejie is doing well now, I'm relieved. You don't have to worry about me. Once I've saved enough money to redeem myself here, I'll return to Qing Province and reunite with you. 'Unfortunately, she didn't manage to wait for that day as she fell into the Third Prince's evil hands. Actually, when she was captured by the Third Prince, as long as she gave the secret or the painting to the Third Prince, she probably wouldn't have to die. But she didn't do anything. "
"From the beginning to the end, she never wanted to drag you down. Even if she dies. "
The last sentence caused Consort Nguyễn to completely collapse. She hugged her head tightly and shook it with all her might, "This … this is impossible. You're lying to me … you must be lying to me! I don't believe it! I absolutely don't believe it! "
The entire Cold Palace was filled with her miserable wails, as if someone had dug out her heart and it was finally forcefully stuffed back in. The seven emotions and six desires that belonged to humans completely crushed her in an instant.
She suddenly remembered four years ago, during the blooming season of the devil's snare flower. She and Niinu sat on the swing while he painted for them not far away. That girl had just grown up, but she had already learned how to tease people. She giggled as she leaned into her ear and said, "Jiejie, when you get married to Young Master Yun in the future, I'll be your dowry maid."
She was embarrassed and angry as she rebuked, "You wretched girl, how old are you? Do you know what marriage is?"
That girl giggled and made funny faces at her, "Haha, I don't care, I don't care. In any case, I'll be your burden for the rest of my life."
However, in the end, she had still lost her little burden …
It wasn't until a long time later that her cries gradually stopped. Her voice had long been hoarse like a living dead. She clutched her chest tightly and paused between each word with incomparable difficulty and guilt, "When Niinu died … was it painful?"
Ning Shu said softly, "It was painful. After she was cruelly tortured by the Third Prince, her entire body was cut hundreds of times. The tendons in her hands and legs were all severed. In the end, she died of blood loss. But it wasn't that painful because at least she didn't die in the hands of her most beloved sister … "
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