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"Do you think Huang is worth it?" Chen Xiaode was a man of such cruelty. Huang had given everything for her, only to end up in this situation, which was truly lamentable.
"Whether it's worth it has nothing to do with you. She brought this upon herself. Just think, if she hadn't driven you away from Chen Residence, would Xuanyuan General have died? Would so many innocent villagers have perished?" She didn't want Qing Luan to falter at a critical moment and let Huang off the hook.
"Heh, Sister Yun, where are you going with this? I never intended to let her go; I just find her quite laughable. She fought her whole life but couldn't win her man's heart. How tragic!" She felt no sympathy for Huang, only a sense of lament.
The war between the two women revolved around a man who was indifferent to it all. How ridiculous! She was actually relieved that the Zhu Clan had been divorced by Chen Xiaode; otherwise, who knew what the outcome would be?
"Phew, you scared me! I thought you were starting to sympathize with her and would let her off," Sister Yun said, patting her chest in relief.
"For the innocent lives lost in the fishing village, for Tide and Zhao Yun, I won't let her off. She must pay for what she has done," Qing Luan said calmly, having already made up her mind. Huang would not die so easily.
"Well then, I'll wait and see!"
Huang was currently imprisoned in the woodshed by Chen Xiaode. Whenever he thought of his lost son, he would come over to vent his anger on her, beating her mercilessly until she fainted. He wouldn't call for a doctor, leaving her hungry and in rags, unable to live or die—a sight that evoked deep sorrow and reflection.
"Why won't you let me die... Chen Xiaode, may you have a miserable end," Huang murmured weakly on the cold ground, covered in pain and blood, cursing him without any strength to fight back.
While Huang languished in despair, Aunt Rou swiftly took charge of the Chen family's assets during Chen Xiaode's lowest point. He was too preoccupied to notice anything amiss, allowing Aunt Rou to smoothly take over and begin embezzling.
Two months later.
Summer brought a sticky discomfort due to the heat and humidity. For Huang, it was truly a matter of being unable to live or die; she could go nowhere and could only endure until liberation came.
"Creak!" The sound of the door opening made her tremble all over. Thinking it was Chen Xiaode again, she shrieked with a hoarse voice, "Please, just kill me... kill me..."
"Sister, your condition is truly... tsk tsk. It's hard to believe!" Aunt Rou entered the woodshed and saw the woman lying on the ground. She kicked her lightly and shook her head in dismay.
"Is it really you?" Huang turned around to see the elegantly dressed Aunt Rou and self-deprecatingly said, "You came to watch me make a fool of myself, didn't you? Aunt Rou, I killed your son, and you hate me for it, right?"
"I don't hate you," Aunt Rou declared without hesitation, smiling gently as she continued, "If it weren't for your building, I wouldn't know what to do... Perhaps I would have pretended to trip, and the child wouldn't have survived..."
Huang's eyes widened in shock as she heard those words. She glared at her and asked, "You're not pregnant?"
Aunt Rou nodded, her smile radiant. "Yes, I'm not pregnant!"
"Are you framing me?" Huang had considered every possible conspiracy but never this one; she was completely stunned. "Why?"
"It is a frame-up, but not by me," she thought that since she was about to die anyway, it would be better for her to die with her eyes closed; otherwise, she'd end up in hell without knowing who had harmed her. "It was arranged by my young lady to see how much value you hold in Lord Chen's heart!" A broken heart is the true pain.
"Who... who is your young lady?" Gasping for breath, she leaned against the corner and gritted her teeth as she asked.
If it weren't for that collision, perhaps Chen Xiaode wouldn't have hated her so much. But because of her own foolishness, not only had she fallen into someone else's trap, but she had also tortured herself to the point of becoming unrecognizable—neither human nor ghost—and still didn't know who her enemy was.
"Zhu Qingluan!" Aunt Rou announced softly. Seeing Huang's pupils constrict in shock, she smiled—a particularly charming smile.
"It's her? That wretched woman?" Huang trembled all over and shouted, "She has such a cruel heart to dare poison me like this..."
"A cruel heart?" Aunt Rou blinked playfully and asked with amusement, "Huang, who could possibly be more ruthless than you!? Back then, when my young lady was so small, you heartlessly sent her to such a remote place without a care. Weren't you afraid she'd starve to death? Later on, to achieve your scheme against Xuanyuan General, you even sent people to massacre a village. You could commit such heinous acts and yet don't call yourself malicious?"
People always claim they are good and right and never reflect on themselves; Huang was one of them.
"No... it's not me," Huang shook her head, genuinely shaken. She hadn't expected Zhu Qingluan to know about this; fear gripped her heart—if that were the case, then General Bu's incident was intentional on her part. Did she already know that the one who caused Xuanyuan General's death was her own father, the current Prime Minister?
"Miss saw with her own eyes that your subordinate killed the old woman who took care of her. That man had a mark at the corner of his eye. Later, you sent someone to kill her, and she crippled him. Don't you remember?" It was too late for regret; she deserved this fate.
"It was my father; he sent someone, not me. I swear it wasn't me," she pleaded desperately, wanting to live, to tell her father that something terrible was about to happen. If her father died and the Huang Family fell, she would truly have nowhere to go.
"It doesn't matter whether it was you or not; you won't live anyway! Before you die, let me tell you one more thing. Heh, the man that night was really Chen Xiaode; he was just drugged by me and didn't know anything, so he forgot everything..." Aunt Rou's smile was cruel, mocking Huang's despair.
"You... you bitch! I will kill you!" Huang stumbled to her feet, but the pain coursing through her body—red, swollen, and festering—had pushed her to the brink of collapse. She could barely stand.
"In this life, you won't be able to kill me. In your next life, I hope you can take your revenge!" After saying this, Aunt Rou turned and left without giving Huang any chance to respond.
"Bitch! I will kill you! I will kill you!" After realizing that everything had been orchestrated by Zhu Qingluan, Huang crumbled completely. She fell to the ground, crawling forward while muttering incessantly...
Huang was dead, silently dealt with by Aunt Rou. Given her actions, she deserved it; knowing the secret meant she couldn't be kept alive. This too was the young lady's order.
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Midnight...
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