C1 In His Previous Life

The Mu Estate.

In the pitch-black dungeon, a woman lay on the ground, her hands and feet shackled. Her tattered clothes barely covered the scars on her body. She was motionless, like a lifeless corpse.

Suddenly, with a creak, the door opened, and a voice as sweet as a songbird's called out, "Sister, I've come to see you."

Lan Qingjia's body trembled violently, her eyes flashing with intense hatred. Lan Qingwan! It was she and that heartless Moo Jihe who had imprisoned her here!

As she had done countless times before, she sprang up and lunged at Lan Qingwan, her mouth releasing furious screams. But with her tendons cut, her legs were weak, and she stumbled, falling with a clatter of chains. She was like a trapped beast.

Lan Qingwan laughed, her voice full of mockery. "Sister, after all this time, you're still so stubborn. Aren't you tired of this? I'm certainly tired of watching. Do you really think you can escape? Let me tell you, for the rest of your life, you'll be stuck here, serving as a medicine woman for me and my husband! Until you die!"

Lan Qingwan seemed to recall something, her laughter growing even more gleeful. "My husband is the sole disciple of Young Master Xuanji, unmatched in fame and talent. He's extraordinarily handsome, one of a kind. Do you know why he married you in the first place?"

Lan Qingjia didn't want to listen because she knew everything she heard would be unbearable. But even though she didn't want to hear it, Lan Qingwan insisted on speaking.

She laughed, "He married you because of your dowry, of course! You should have made way for me long ago, but the family's debts hadn't been settled yet. If they got rid of you too soon, who would earn money for my husband? Without money, how would he navigate the political scene? Without money, when I married in, how could I enjoy the wealth and luxury?

Now it's perfect. I'm in your place, enjoying the money you earned, spending your dowry, and even drinking your blood. It's truly delightful!"

Lan Qingjia's eyes widened in shock, her whole body trembling with disbelief.

Lan Qingwan watched her reaction, still unsatisfied, her beautiful face twisted with a cruel smile.

"Oh, and your mother? My mother was the one who sent her on her way. If she hadn't died, how could my mother have become the main wife?"

Lan Qingjia felt like her mind exploded, a sharp pain piercing her heart. She couldn't speak, only letting out a mournful whimper as tears streamed down her face.

"To be honest, sister, you have me to thank for your miraculous fate as a medicine person."

"If I hadn't sent away the nanny by your side back then, how would your sister have been abducted? And now, how could you possess such a unique constitution? Don't you think you owe me some gratitude?"

Lan Qingjia's lips trembled violently, tears streaming down her face, filled with anger, hatred, and overwhelming pain and sorrow. At six years old, she had gotten lost, and from that moment, her life was irrevocably changed. She always thought it was an accident, but never imagined...

Lan Qingjia believed that after being imprisoned for all these years, she had seen through the person in front of her. Yet, she realized this person was far more deceitful and vile than she had ever imagined. Why should her life be destroyed by someone so despicable?

"God, are you blind?" Lan Qingjia suddenly erupted, lunging at Lan Qingwan again, her face twisted with rage. Her tendons had been severed, leaving her powerless to fight back, but she still had her mouth! She opened it and bit down hard on Lan Qingwan's ear with all her remaining strength.

With Lan Qingwan's scream echoing in the air, her ear was brutally bitten off! She reached up to touch it, her hand coming away bloody. Lan Qingwan's screams of pain were unending, consumed by a tidal wave of anger and hatred.

"Ahhh! You scoundrel! How dare you bite my ear? I'll kill you!"

She grabbed the knife from the tray and plunged it fiercely into Lan Qingjia's chest.

With a sickening sound, the blade pierced through, leaving no room for mercy. Blood gushed out as Lan Qingjia staggered and fell heavily to the ground.

A searing pain coursed through her, her eyes wide open, bloodshot with a mix of deep hatred and a sense of release. Wasn't Lan Qingwan always after her blood? Now that she was dead, Lan Qingwan would never taste it.

She had ended her own life and, with it, the dream of eternal youth and immortality. Her gaze fixed on Lan Qingwan, determined to remember that face. In the next life, she must not forget that this person was her eternal enemy...

In the next life, she vowed to take everything they cherished, to destroy what they held dear, and to break their spirits piece by piece, until they understood the true meaning of being despised by all, of living a life worse than death...