Shuangshuang’s heart ached with wry smiles. It wasn’t that she was truly afraid of death, but rather that she feared dying at the hands of someone else.
Perhaps, no one understands her kind of feeling, the fear that everything beautiful in the past will be completely destroyed.
After An Xuetang finished speaking, she didn’t expect a response. Suddenly, with her left hand, she lifted the girl off the bed. Feng Ming watched her actions and frowned disapprovingly. He immediately strode forward, taking Shuangshuang from her grasp without a word. In an unyielding tone, he said, “If you want to do something, let your elder brother handle it.”
With him around, she would never have to do such heavy work.
They know they are worried that since they haven’t been out of confinement yet, they can’t be so hard on themselves, otherwise it will affect their body recovery.
So An Xuetang didn’t refuse. She glanced down at the trembling Shuangshuang, then turned to go outside. “Then I’ll trouble my brother to take her with me.”
Feng Ming and Yun Si, Ning’er, and the others exchanged glances.
Not only did Shuangshuang and the others not know what An Xuetang was trying to do, but even Fengming and Ninger, who were always by her side, couldn’t figure out her intentions.
However, no matter what she wanted to do, everyone was at her beck and call right now. As long as it didn’t harm herself, Feng Ming would always listen to her.
So, without a word, he picked up his things and followed along.
In a short while, An Xuetang led them to the front gate of Beijiang Royal Manor. She glanced at the guards stationed there, her expression unmoved, and instructed: “Go find a sturdy rope.”
The guard hurriedly bowed. “Yes.”
At this moment, An Xue Tang handed the dagger in her hand to Ning’er. Then, she crossed her arms and nonchalantly leaned against Ning’er, glancing at Shuangshuang who was being carried by Feng Ming.
Shuangshuang pursed her lips, her complex eyes fixed on An Xue Tang.
The guard quickly retrieved the rope. An Xuetang raised an eyebrow at Feng Ming, “Brother, let’s get started.” She pointed to the stone lion in the distance with her eyes.Everyone didn’t expect her to come up with such an idea, so they were stunned after she spoke. But everyone present was a smart person, and after a while, they could understand what she meant.
Feng Ming glanced at the twins in his hand and, silently following An Xue Tang’s instructions, directly bound them to the stone lion statues in front of the palace gate.
“Till everything is tied up, he took two steps back and looked at An Xuetang, “What else needs to be done for my brother?”
An Xuetang blinked and shook her head at him.
She pointed with her eyes to several corners not far from the palace, then walked calmly to Shuangshuang’s side, her sharp gaze sweeping across those corners. She deliberately raised her voice and said, “Listen carefully, if you don’t see Ming Deng and Zhi er appear within an hour, your master will be burned to death here. Remember, one hour, no time for courtesy, this concubine speaks what she means.”
Feng Ming’s lips curled into a meaningful smile at this. She glanced back at Shuangshuang, “Good, just let you see clearly, how much weight this little master of your Western Regions evil race holds in their hearts.”
Only then did ShuangShuang and her companion realize what they were planning.
…but to use her to force Ming Deng and Zhi Er to appear? That’s impossible. …
The lantern might come, but Chi-er, how could she possibly…?
As for her daughter, who was nothing but a burden, she had already considered using medicine to get rid of her even before she was born.
He didn’t even want to look at it after it was born, and told Ming Deng to take it away.
Over the past ten years, although Zhi’er couldn’t come to see her because she was taken away, after that night’s brief encounter, she knew better than anyone else Zhi’er’s attitude towards her.
not only didn’t treat her as a daughter, but even considered her an enemy.
It’s better that she acts indifferent to her, every time Chier looks at her, it’s like looking at a murderer of her father. She just wants her to die immediately, would someone like this come to save her?
Thinking of this, Shu Shu let out a wry smile and still said to An Xue Tang, “If the princess wants to use such a method to force Zhi’er to appear, I’m afraid it will disappoint you.”
An Xuetang turned her head and glanced at her, “Will you be disappointed? We’ll see in an hour.”
After she finished speaking, she turned and entered the palace. Feng Ming and Ning’er exchanged glances and then followed her into the palace.
Yun Si stayed behind and deployed a large number of troops to surround Shuangshuang. Now, it wouldn’t be easy for anyone to rescue her.
Back at Jingtang Garden, An Xuetang first washed the skin exposed outside her clothes. After all, she had been stained with blood while killing just now.
She wanted to take a bath, but Ning’er and the others wouldn’t let her because she was still in confinement. She could only wipe herself with hot water.
An Xuetang wiped herself clean and changed into a fresh set of clothes, but she was worried the metallic smell hadn’t completely gone away. She didn’t rush back to the inner room to hold Pingping and An’an this time, instead, she sat with Fengming and the others at the table in the outer room.
Feng Ming poured her a cup of warm water, his voice soft. “Remember next time, leave the physical tasks to your elder brother. With me around, you don’t need to soil your hands.”
An Xuetang merely smiled indifferently, took the warm water Feng Ming handed her, drank it down, and then spoke leisurely, “I suddenly realized that I have to do things like this often, otherwise, I’ll forget who I really am.”
“Since I became pregnant, I almost considered myself a good person and nearly forgot the taste of killing.”
Heh. Just thinking about An Xue Tang, she finds it a bit amusing.
Before she crossed over, she was a true-blue assassin.
The killer was cold-blooded and ruthless, not even knowing what love was. Unexpectedly, in this slow-paced era, her temperament gradually began to change.
…it actually made her feel a lot of unnecessary pity, making her character so indecisive.
She had even been thinking these past few days, if she were still the old An Xuetang, if she were still decisive and swift, hadn’t insisted on doing these things overflowing with love, would Huaduo not have died?
If she hadn’t meddled and brought Shuangshuang back from the palace, would Mo Junyi not have been hunted down and almost not returned?
The matter of the flowers, however, sobered her instantly.
and finally remembered who he truly was.
An abundance of love and indecisiveness are not her true nature.
It was precisely when she understood this that she suddenly felt like she had come alive.
So killing someone in Shuangshuang’s room just now was nothing, a small matter. It wasn’t like my hands were dirty or anything.
Seeing her expression, Feng Ming pursed his lips and silently poured her another glass of water, pushing it in front of her. “I’m afraid trying to use Shuangshuang to force out Zhi’er won’t be realistic.”