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Since he loves me so much, even to the point of disregarding everything, what is there to accept about sacrificing himself for my sake? Killing his entire clan is not my fault; Whale Oil is a valuable resource, and for such a large whale, the yield is disappointingly small. It's simply not enough.
I have so many grievances, yet he understands none of them. He claims to love me, but when I need him to make sacrifices, he immediately turns hostile and devises such cruel schemes to put me in danger. Hmph! Men are all worthless. Qin Junxiang also professed his love for me; I married him because I saw potential in him.
I brought so much faith and influence into our marriage, yet he has done nothing with it. Ten years! After ten years of marriage, he remains just a prince! Utterly useless! He hesitates to seize the throne out of respect for familial ties, but at thirty years old, he hasn't even secured the position of heir apparent. I've never seen anyone as incompetent as him.
If he continues to be so passive, when will I ever ascend to the position of Empress or even Empress Dowager? Li Butler trembled and collapsed to his knees, followed closely by Ling Jiudao, who was equally terrified.
After all, he shares the surname Ling. Ling Qian's words were treasonous; if they reached the palace, who knows what punishment would befall him—perhaps even extermination of his entire clan. Among them, he occupies a central position.
At that moment, Ling Jiudao wished he could leap forward and silence Ling Qian's mouth. However, Qin Junxiang's face was terrifyingly calm, as if he wanted to hear more. Naturally, Ling Jiudao dared not move; instead, he shrank into himself, praying that no one would notice him and hoping to leave safely today before considering how to save himself.
Only Yong Huai remained standing; he couldn't help but wonder if the medicine was truly effective. This effect was quite astonishing!
Ling Qian continued speaking. "When I was born, there were strange omens in the sky. My parents took me to a temple to have my fortune told. The fortune teller said I was destined for wealth and nobility, destined to be above others."
My parents were overjoyed and erased any trace of the fortune teller's predictions while dedicating themselves entirely to nurturing me. Did you hear that? I was born to be someone great; it was merely a mistake in my birth. Otherwise, why do you think my family invested so heavily in cultivating me as a concubine? They even allowed me to engage in some rebellious acts.
This was all preparation for me to rise above others. Just as I was about to soar to greatness, I was thwarted by a demon—how could I accept that?
I must find a method; I must preserve my glory and splendor. The Taoist clearly stated that the child in my womb could help ward off disasters; it had worked three times before—why did it fail this time?
The Taoist mentioned it was a son; could it be that I'm carrying a daughter?
Ling Qian muttered to herself before suddenly starting to pound on her belly. "It's all your fault! You wretched thing pushed my son out of his rightful place!"
With each strike, pus seeped from her abdomen's wounds, filling the room with an unbearable stench. Strangely enough, despite hitting herself with great force, she seemed completely numb to the pain. In her frenzy, she even shattered a cup and used the shards to stab into her own belly.
Qin Junxiang watched helplessly as if he wished for this woman to end her own life today.
After stabbing herself seven or eight times, Ling Qian abruptly stopped and turned her head toward Qin Junxiang with a strange smile. "In the end, it's still your fault for being useless. Ever since I've been with you, my luck has been terrible."
Now that I'm suffering so greatly, you're merely standing by enjoying the show. Go ahead and laugh if you want; do you think this will free you from me? Qin Junxiang, you're dreaming!
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