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In just a moment, the once vibrant life had lost all signs of movement, blood slowly oozing from her mouth, her face contorted in pain and stiffness.
Death came swiftly, and Mo Xier stood dazed, unable to comprehend everything happening before her. Her legs felt weak, and she wanted to collapse to the ground, but a man behind her caught her just in time.
"I just wanted to ask her why; I never intended to force her to death. Why?" Turning back in a daze, she met the man's cold gaze, seeking an answer.
"This was her own choice; you cannot blame yourself," he replied, gently lifting her and walking toward the door.
As they were about to step outside, she couldn't help but glance back. Ru Er's face was as radiant as before; if not for the blood at the corner of her mouth, one would hardly notice she had already passed away.
Recalling the days spent at the General's residence, tears welled up in her eyes as she softly said, "Please give her a proper burial; do not let her down."
Night Star nodded slowly, a silent promise.
The next day, a grand funeral was held at the medical clinic. Although they had planned to return to the capital in three days, the funeral delayed their departure by several days.
In just one night, losing someone close left Mo Xier in a daze for several days.
It wasn't until she boarded the carriage that she hazily glanced out the window at the clinic. Gone was her previous reluctance; all she wanted was never to return to this place again.
She wore a white flower on her head and donned plain clothing; still in mourning, these garments served as a remembrance of Ru Er.
Even though she had done something wrong to herself, with death rendering everything meaningless, Mo Xier did not wish to hold grudges against a deceased person. She only hoped that Ru Er could find peace in the afterlife.
Seeing her haggard appearance made Night Star feel a slight ache in his heart; he had never seen her like this before.
He reached for some pastries on the table and offered them to her gently, saying, "You haven't eaten properly for several days. Please have something while you're on the carriage."
Shaking her head, she turned away. "Take it away; I have no appetite right now."
"She is gone. No matter how sad you are, she won't come back. Why must you make things difficult for yourself?"
He, who had always been indifferent, suddenly felt the urge to comfort her today. He couldn't bear to see her in pain, as if every joy and anger of hers was now related to him.
"I just feel that if I hadn't pressured her so much back then, maybe she wouldn't have died."
"This is her fate. She did those things and naturally must bear the corresponding consequences. Even if she hadn't committed suicide, I wouldn't have let her live." His tone was incredibly cold, as if a human life meant nothing to him.
Such indifferent words undoubtedly pierced her heart. She slightly closed her eyes and chose not to say another word to him. For the past few days, she had almost shut herself off from the world, not wanting to talk to anyone or have too much contact with others.
"We're almost at Aunt Liu's village. Do you really want to meet her like this, making an elderly person worry?"
His words reached her ears, causing Mo Xier to suddenly open her eyes. She raised her hand to pull aside the car curtain and indeed saw the familiar scenery; the expression in her eyes changed instantly.
"Eat something. Don't let her worry about you." Saying this, he pushed the snacks in front of her once more.
This time, she didn't resist and slowly began to eat. Before entering the village, she had specifically changed into a different outfit and brought along gifts for Aunt Liu and Dog Egg before getting out of the car with the man.
Just like the first time they came to this place, they attracted everyone's attention wherever they went.
But strangely, when she greeted the villagers, everyone avoided her as if they were afraid, their eyes filled with fear.
Exchanging glances with Night Star, both filled with confusion, they arrived at Aunt Liu's door only to find it tightly shut, with not a single shadow in sight.
Thinking that perhaps Aunt Liu was out, they waited at the door but received increasingly strange looks from the villagers.
After waiting for more than half an hour without seeing anyone return, she could no longer contain herself; the villagers' gazes made her feel uncomfortable all over.
She casually pulled someone over but found that the person was trembling uncontrollably, seemingly very frightened.
"Is anyone from this family out? Why haven't they returned yet?"
The person trembled and couldn't speak, leaving her even more puzzled, a sense of foreboding suddenly arising in her heart.
Releasing the person's hand, she stepped forward a few paces and loudly asked the gathered villagers, "Can anyone tell me where Aunt Liu's family has gone? Why is the front door tightly closed?"
"They're dead! All dead!" a villager whispered, looking as if he feared offending someone.
"What did you say?" She hurried forward and grabbed the speaker, terror evident on Mo Xier's face. "What do you mean dead? Who died?"
"Hey, don't get so worked up! Let's talk calmly," he struggled to break free but was held tightly by the woman, with no chance of escape.
Seeing this, Night Star immediately stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, softly asking, "Let go for now; how will others perceive you like this?"
Turning back, she immediately released her grip but kept her eyes fixed on the man as if trying to see through him.
"You left a few days ago, and one night, several men in black masks came to the village specifically looking for Aunt Liu. The next morning, Aunt Liu and Dog Egg's bodies were found hanging at the door; it was terrifying!"
That night, the moon was bright but sparse. Aunt Liu was preparing to do some sewing before lying down to rest. It had been a few days since Mo Xier and the others left, and she found herself missing them a bit.
Suddenly, there was some noise from the next room. Dog Egg had long been asleep and wouldn't make any sounds; besides, the next room was the kitchen.
Aunt Liu thought it might be a rat, which would ruin the food, so she got up to check what was happening next door.
However, just as she stepped halfway out of her door, a black cloth was thrown over her head, blocking all light. Instinctively, she tried to scream, but someone had already covered her mouth from behind, preventing any sound from escaping.
The bright candlelight in the room was extinguished by someone, leaving only a dim light. Four men surrounded her and her son, their faces obscured by black masks, making it impossible to see their true features.
The man who spoke had a hoarse voice as he pulled out a scroll from his pocket. The woman depicted in the painting was stunningly beautiful, while the man appeared cold and resolute—exactly like Mo Xier and her companion!
"Have you seen these two?"
Aunt Liu instinctively shook her head. These four men were clearly not ordinary people; how could she admit to knowing them?
Beside her, Dog Egg had already fallen unconscious, his body covered in blood.
"What did your son say? They lived at your house for a while? You old hag, let me tell you, if you tell the truth, you might have a chance to live. If you lie, just wait and see how I deal with you!"
With that, he waved his hand, and another man stepped forward to remove the cloth from her mouth.
With a disdainful snort, her face was filled with contempt. "If I haven't seen them, then I haven't seen them. How can this old woman say otherwise? Besides, what good would it do to tell you? In the end, I can't escape death."
Aunt Liu was stubborn and refused to say anything.
The leading man lost his patience and swiftly struck down; in an instant, Aunt Liu's arm was severed. She let out a scream and nearly fainted.
"It doesn't matter if you don't talk; I have plenty of ways to torture you!"
Dog Egg, who had been unconscious, had somehow woken up. Seeing his mother being tortured like this, he couldn't hold back any longer.
Ignoring his injured hands and feet, he struggled to stand up and fight for his life! But fists alone couldn't match four hands, especially against trained killers.
After just a few exchanges, Dog Egg was already gasping for breath, lacking the strength to continue fighting. He was kicked down from behind, and the man's subordinates relentlessly attacked him.
In just a few moments, Dog Egg lay motionless on the ground, no longer breathing.
Watching her son die before her eyes nearly caused Aunt Liu to faint! She tried to break free but was stabbed in the heart by the man behind her and soon lost her breath as well.
By the next morning when they were discovered, their bodies had already stiffened, hanging at the door and terrifying the neighbors nearby.
The speaker's legs trembled uncontrollably, and the force of their struggle grew stronger. "So, everyone in this village says that anyone who gets involved with you won’t have a good outcome. Miss, you should let me go. I don’t want to end up like Aunt Liu tomorrow!"
Her hand suddenly released him, her eyes filled with disbelief. Seizing the opportunity, he rolled away and disappeared from their sight.
Turning to the tightly shut door, she bit her lip and pushed it open with all her strength.
A wave of bloody stench hit her face, bloodstains were everywhere, and overturned tables and chairs littered the room. Standing inside, she could almost hear Aunt Liu's agonizing screams. With her eyes slightly closed, the familiar face and gentle words flashed before her.
Bit by bit, an endless pain surged within her. Her hand instinctively reached for her chest, as if something was tearing at her heart, a piercing pain that made her crouch down.
Tears fell uncontrollably; she wanted to scream in anger, but her throat felt blocked, unable to produce any sound—she could only cry silently.
Such a scene would make anyone's heart ache. She had originally wanted to calm down, but who would have thought it would turn into this?
Weakly collapsing into Night Star's embrace, her eyes grew even redder as she tightened her grip on the man's arm. "Who is it?! Why do they want to eliminate us so ruthlessly?! We are just ordinary people! We only saved them! Why go to such lengths?!"
With each word layered upon another, endless resentment poured out as she began to lose control of her emotions.
What kind of heart does it take to commit such murders?!
In the following days, one by one, those she cared about left her. What did the people behind this want to force her into becoming?
Anger surged from within; the black Azure Silk draped over her shoulders began to turn white from the tips at an astonishing speed!
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