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The next day, Qiao Qiao was still in a very good mood. He simply cleaned himself up and instructed Qingwu a few times before taking small steps towards the direction of the Cold Palace.

Alone, she shuttled back and forth through the violet sea of flowers in the courtyard. From time to time, she would glance over at Butterfly's Tomb, a faint smile on her face.

Dia'Er, very soon, you will be able to personally witness the people who hurt you pay the price …

A rustling sound was heard today at the usually lonely and cold entrance of the cold palace. Qiao Qiao could not help but bend over as he continued watering the Purple Smoke Flower, ignoring the sound at the door.

"Empress, Empress, you were looking for me?" Xiruo slightly arched her brows, her body slightly bent as she asked Qiao who was within the flowers.

Qiao Qiao's gaze was still heavy, but he did not reply.

Xiruo's suspicious eyes kept rolling around. She didn't get up, and instead became even more respectful.

"Empress?" Xiluo spoke with a tone of voice.

"Xiruo, you're here …" Qiao Qiao's eyes were still indifferent. He then waved at Xiruo and said, "Come over, how about you take a look at the flowers and plants in the courtyard?"

Seeing that Qiao Qiao had finally said something, Xiruo's heart became a bit more at ease. She then raised her feet and carefully walked over the sea of flowers until she was before Qiao Qiao.

"Empress, these flowers are so beautiful." She sighed with emotion.

Qiao Qiao pursed his lips and smiled as if he was smiling from the bottom of his heart. "That's right, Die'er and I planted these flowers ourselves. But unfortunately, Die'er can't be seen anymore …"

Xiruo's eyes flashed and her eyes trembled slightly. Her thin lips were slightly parted, but she was unable to say a word.

"Xiruo?" Qiao Qiao still raised his eyebrows and called out, "What are you daydreaming for, quickly come here and water it."

Ruo Ruo let out a long sigh of relief. Seeing that Qiao Qiao was still acting as if nothing had happened, she was afraid that she had been too concerned just now. After her eyebrows relaxed slightly, she picked up a kettle and poured it on the purple flower petal.

Qiao Qiao was still frowning with a smile on his face as he silently bent over to pour more water.

"Xiruo, look here …" Qiao still raised his finger and pointed towards the corner of the wall. "Why are there clothes fragments there?" As she spoke, she stepped forward and picked up the pieces of emerald green palace equipment on the ground.

Xiruo gripped her eyes tightly. Feeling helpless, she could only follow Qiao Qiao's footsteps.

"It's Die'er's clothes!" Qiao Qiao continued to speak with a trembling voice. He placed the piece of clothing in his hand and shakily held it in front of Xiruo.

Xiruo staggered back a few steps and retreated with all her might. She had personally witnessed how Die'er had died. Who would have thought that she would be able to see Die'er's clothes again today?

"Look, it's Die'er! Die'er was wearing this on the day she died!" Qiao Qiao's eyes were still wide open as he moved the pieces of clothing closer to Xiruo's eyes.

"No …" Xiruo shook her head and retreated to the corner of the room, staring at the piece of clothing.

"Die'er died such a miserable death that day …" Joe's voice was still low, but his tone was lower.

Her eyes were filled with extreme fear. She curled up into a corner and didn't dare to raise her head.

"Empress … Empress …"

There was a long, mournful sound, very much like a butterfly's.

"Dia'er, is that you? Did you reveal your spirit? "

Qiao Qiao still threw down the broken piece in his hand and shouted towards the sky. When the broken piece fell from her hand, it accurately landed on top of Xiruo's head.

Ah!" She stood up and screamed in panic as she forcefully pushed away the fragment above her head.

"Die'er, tell me who killed you!" Qiao Qiao still did not care about her panicked appearance as he anxiously called out to the sky for a while.

"It's not me …" It's not me … "It's not me …" Xiruo held her head tightly as she retreated while muttering to herself.

Qiao Qiao continued to sneer and suddenly grabbed onto Xiruo's collar. He smirked as he said to the air: "It's her?"

"It's not me!" Xiluo hastily shook off Qiao Qiao's remaining hand. Her eyes were filled with resentment as she pointed at the sky and scolded:

"You slut, why did you stop me from seeing the emperor, why did you stop me from killing Qin Wanyin, why!?" Why do you want me to watch them get married? The Queen can only be me, only me! "

Qiao Qiao's eyes were still tightly pinched. It turned out that the reason Xiruo had killed Die'er was because Die'er had stopped her from killing Qin Wanyin.

"It's all because of you, it's all because of you! If it's not you, then I'm the empress, and I'm the empress! I want to humiliate you, I want you to experience all the pain! " Xiruo screamed her lungs out.

"So you found someone to humiliate Die'er, right?" Qiao Qiao's eyes were still blood-red. He grabbed onto Xiruo's collar as if he wanted to hack her into a thousand pieces.

"Yes, so what? So what?" She was too frightened to care, and she yelled at Joe like he was still there.

"You lunatic. Just because Die'er stopped you, you're going to do this to her?" Qiao Qiao continued to viciously slap on Xiruo's fair face.

Instantly, that side of his face swelled up.

This slap brought Xiruo back to reality. Her eyes glazed over and she immediately kneeled in front of Qiao yet again. She said in panic, "Empress, this servant was just scared silly. Dia'er's death has nothing to do with me."

Qiao Qiao still sneered coldly and bent down, looking down at Xiruo's swollen face with contempt.

"Luo Qingqing, it's already this late, yet you're still trying to defend yourself."

Xiruo's body froze and disbelief filled her eyes. She shook her head with all her strength and asked Qiao Qing Qing innocently, "Empress, what Luo Qing Qing? This servant doesn't know what you're talking about."

"How long are you going to keep pretending?!" Joe was still frowning.

Xiluo lowered her head and rolled her eyes. She was afraid that her identity had been exposed and thus was unable to explain herself. She immediately got up and took out a short dagger from her sleeve while Qiao was still unprepared, thrusting straight at her.

"Bang ~"

With the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground, Qingwu and Xiu Luan came out from the darkness, they kicked out at Xiruo, who was about to be stabbed, and fell to the ground.

"So you've suspected me since a long time ago." Luo Qingqing's lips were bleeding as she spoke with a cold expression.

"It's not a suspicion. It's confirmation that it was you." Qiao Qiao smiled to himself and slowly stepped forward. Lowering his body, he sighed. "Unfortunately, you are still deceiving yourself."

"Why? "Why?!" "A year ago, I lost to you here. Why do you want me to lose to you a year later?"

"In our relationship, no one has ever won or lost, but those with bad mental skills will never be able to win." Qiao Qiao's lips continued to slowly rise as he broke out in a smile. "The moment you dared to attack Die'er, you should have known this would happen."

"Heh …" Luo Qingqing sneered, her face filled with bitterness.

"Qingwu."

Qiao Qiao gave her a glance. Qingwu immediately stepped forward and viciously tore at Luo Qingqing's fair skin.

Ah!" She stood up and screamed in panic as she forcefully pushed away the fragment above her head.

Luo Qingqing cried out towards the sky. The human skin mask on her face was personally made by her master, and he had worn it on her face for a long time. Without some special method, it would never be taken off.

Qiao Qiao shot a cold glance at the mask. It was indeed the familiar face he had seen in the past. Unfortunately, it was already badly mutilated.

"Qiao once again, you slut. You're so fierce, so fierce!" Luo Qingqing covered her face that no longer had skin as she cried.

"Ruthlessness? "Compared to what you did to Die'er, I'm afraid I'm much better to you!" Joe continued to sneer.

Tears welled up in Luo Qingqing's eyes, but they fell onto her face as they mixed together with the flesh. It was hard to tell where the drops of blood were and the tears were.

"Ran Er, are you there?" Yan Mo Chen was indeed punctual. Just as noon arrived, he rushed towards the Cold Palace.

When Luo Qingqing heard this voice, her body trembled and shrunk into a ball, with her face buried in her chest.

"Ran Er?" Yan Mo Chen's joyous voice grew closer and closer. He was waiting to see what kind of surprise Ran Er would give him when she invited him to the Cold Palace.

"No …" "Don't …" Luo Qingqing's tone was more sorrowful than before. She was afraid. She was afraid that the man she loved the most would see her miserable appearance.

Yan Mo Chen's footsteps were slow, but he suddenly stopped before the entrance of the cold palace. He looked dazedly at everything that happened in the cold palace.

"What happened?" Yan Mo Chen strode forward and pulled Qiao Qiao into his embrace. He was filled with worry as he sized up Qiao Qiao and asked, "Are you alright?"

Joe turned his body away slightly and looked at the figure curled up on the ground.

"This is …?" Yan Mo Chen followed her gaze.

"They must have been old friends." Qiao once again sneered. "Luo Qingqing, the one you love has arrived. Aren't you going to raise your head and look at him?"

"Luo Qingqing?" Yan Mo Chen looked surprised, "Luo Qingqing, didn't she already …"

"The fact that I didn't execute the Luo Family was the biggest regret of my life." Joe continued to bite his lower lip. "And Die'er died because of my mistake."

"Did she harm Die'er?" Yan Mo Chen's eyes were wide open as he stared at the trembling lady on the ground once again.

Luo Qingqing still had her head lowered, not daring to lift it up. Her trembling shoulders were slightly raised and a dagger was gripped in her palm. With a face of despair, she viciously thrust it towards her chest.

"Pfft ~" She spat out a mouthful of blood and finally lifted her face. Her face was no longer the same due to the blood stains. Even Yan Mo Chen could not help but take a step back in shock when he saw this.

"Qiao once again, I hate you …" She slowly opened her mouth and then looked at Yan Mo Chen, her gaze was filled with yearning.

"In my next life, I will definitely be your woman …"

Yan Mo Chen's eyes were filled with disgust, and he did not hesitate to retreat backwards, but the hand that was still on Qiao Qiao's shoulders unconsciously fell.

Looking at Luo Qing's corpse slowly falling to the ground, Qiao Qiao still closed his eyes, raised his head and laughed out loud, "Dia'Er, did you see that? I have finally avenged you! "

At the moment when Qiao Qiao's heart was at ease, she did not notice the disappointment in Yan Mo Chen's eyes.