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A veil, a red plum, covered her face, and without a word of explanation, she used her newborn child as a threat to change her name to "O" and sent her to the brothel.

In that place, she endured the humiliation and continued living with her life. Every day, she would wash her face with tears and ask herself, "Where did I wrong him? Why is he trying to act so cheap?"

Until, one year later.

She thought that she had finally escaped from the Sea of Bitterness, but she didn't expect that she had merely moved from one hell to another.

They imprisoned her in the underground chamber, branded her face with a curse mark, and tortured her day and night. They would occasionally apply for medicine on her to prevent her from dying.

She wanted to kill herself, but they forced her to beg for her life!

Ten years went by one day!

Perhaps it was because they were tired of such torture methods, but later on, they fed her poison that devoured her, causing all the bones in her body to be nibbled away within three months.

Finally, she learned not to ask why. She did her best not to die, because she still had Ye. Even if he didn't even know of her existence, she still wanted to live until the moment they met again, when she heard him call her mother!

In this way, she would die without a worry.

It had been eleven years, and it was her only hope of survival.

But who would have thought that the next time mother and son met, it would be on the execution ground's incantation!

The sound of the drum burst out, like the sound of a death knell. Luo Wuyou's pupils fiercely shrank, and her numb heart that was already full of holes was ruthlessly pinched and rubbed again and again, as though it was gripped by a huge hand.

It was so painful that it was close to suffocating!

Her eyes widened as she watched with her own eyes as Ye was tied up by a headband and his limbs. His frail and weak body was pulled by five fierce horses and, in the end, torn into pieces …

"Ah …" Luo Wuyou's entire body was trembling violently, and she let out a hoarse wail.

She would never be able to forget the expression of fear and pain on Ye's face before he died. She knew he was very afraid, and he was in great pain.

If she could, she would love to use her body as a substitute.

At this moment, she hated herself for being incapable. She knew that this was a frame-up, a plot by Luo Xian'er to topple the empress dowager, and get rid of Ye, and pave the way for the child in her womb. However, she couldn't save him.

And what was even more unbelievable was that the supervisor who had thrown the command medallion down was actually her own father, the father of the Maternal grandfather Ye, the dignified civil and military Chief Officer, the Prime Minister.

Who said that the pain was extreme, and all that was left was numbness. However, she had long since reached the limit of pain, yet she still felt pain, hatred, and resentment!

"Luo Xian'er, you slut, I will not let you go, you will definitely have your retribution, I curse you and the devil spawn in your stomach, you will die a horrible death, you will not have a good ending …"

Luo Wuyou cursed in sorrow, her gloomy voice was like the howls of demons from hell, her gloomy and ruthless eyes stared straight at Luo Xian'er's protruding stomach, as though she wanted to swallow it whole with her mouth wide open.

She hated Luo Xian'er. She hated her so much that she wanted to devour her flesh and blood and grind her bones to dust. However, she could not quell the hatred in her heart.

However, what she hated most was Nangong Jingyu. He knew that there was something fishy going on, but he did not stop and let her Ye die such a miserable death.

"Imperial Physician has long since confirmed that my child is male and very healthy. The Emperor has long prepared an imperial decree, and when my son is born, he will be bestowed with the title of Crown Prince. Therefore, I will definitely let him safely come into this world and grow up. "You are destined to not see my retribution, but I saw yours."

Luo Wuyou's vicious gaze made Luo Xian'er shudder. She couldn't help but stroke his abdomen and became extremely angry, no longer addressing himself as a little sister.

"Luo Wuyou, do you still not understand? My mother kept you only to make you my shield and stepping stone. Do you think cousin really loves you and allows you the position of the Middle Palace? Your son's position as the crown prince? That's just using you to suppress your lies! "

Luo Xian'er bent over and pinched Luo Wuyou's lower jaw through the black hat, her face full of ridicule: "Look at you now, don't you look like a human or a ghost? You are right, in the end, you are just a small concubine. I was born with the dignity of a dragon and a phoenix, so when it comes to fighting with me, don't you think that beating a stone with an egg is the same? " "How could she possibly win?

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense —"

Luo Wuyou's serene and deep pupillary pupil glared hatefully at her, as cold as a snake: "Luo Xian'er, if it wasn't for that slut mother of yours, who used her identity as a princess to steal away my father and my mother's position as the Prime Minister's Mansion Mistress, why would my mother be depressed and die from childbirth?"

"Heh …" Luo Xian'er scoffed, "Luo Wuyou, you are smart, but sometimes you are so stupid. Why, at this time, do you think that slut actually died in childbirth, do you? "To tell you the truth, all of this was done by me. That's right, I did something to her adnexa, and it was also me who added some musk into her Calming Incense, so how could she not die? Hehe, there's also the Gu family, and they wanted to find out your whereabouts.

"About Gu's Mansion, thirty-eight people, not one less." Luo Xian'er laughed complacently.

This vicious woman, actually, did not let even the Maternal grandfather family off. The Maternal grandfather family was just a commoner, they were not even a threat to her, but she did not expect that she would actually kill all of them.

If, if she could, how she wished, she could stand up. Even if she had to bite, she would ruthlessly chew her into pieces, one bite at a time. However, she could not, no matter how hard she tried, she could not move her body at all.

The deep feeling of powerlessness and the overflowing hatred interweaved together, torturing her serene pupils to the point of turning crimson.

Luo Xian'er stood up all of a sudden, raising his head like a proud peacock: "Luo Wuyou, the person my cousin is happy about has always been me, the one father dotes on the most, has always been me.

"Everything you did, was just a joke. Your mother is destined to lose to my mother, and you are also destined to lose to me, Luo Xian'er. As your younger sister, I shall kindly send you on your way so that you can reunite with your mother and the Gu family. This will also be considered to be one of the sisterhood that we have always shared with each other. "

Luo Xian'er rolled up his sleeves, took out a fire piston and threw it on the ground. The wooden floor started to burn with an unstoppable force, and the fire quickly spread to every inch of the room.

It was obvious that the entire room had been filled with fire oil beforehand.

Amidst the blazing fire, Luo Wuyou did not move, because she could not move at all. She was still sitting there paralyzed on the ground in front of her.

The red tongue of fire burned her body, but she didn't seem to feel any pain. She only foolishly laughed. Her low and hoarse laughter made one's hair stand on end.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Luo Wuyou's eyes suddenly shot towards her. Those serene and deep eyes were filled with a destructive madness and hatred, and they were surprisingly bright at this moment.

"Hahahaha …" A raging inferno, destroy my body, burn my soul, I am willing to use reincarnation as an offering … I will definitely return … Luo Xian'er, Nangong Jingyu... Just you wait... "I'll definitely come back …"

"..." Nangong Jingyu, just you wait, all of you who have owed me, I will definitely return … "

The rotting lips of the woman wiggled. Strings of incomprehensible, raspy, ancient syllables that could not be deciphered were mercilessly annihilated by the crackling flames.

Boom! A thunderous explosion shook Luo Xian'er's body.

With her white hair fluttering in the wind, black-clothed Chi Yan, extremely ugly face, mad hatred in her eyes, and her strange and bizarre words …

The scene before Luo Wuyou's death was like a nightmare that lingered in her heart for a long time without dissipating …