Chapter 1633: Chilling

will belong to the Princess."An Xuetang arched an eyebrow and shrugged. "Why would this princess want your life"Having said that, she looked thoughtfully at the group of Westerners, "Well then, while...Back at An Xuetang's side, she saw her before she died and finally told her about Zhi'er. Now, she could finally leave peacefully.

It's good, heaven is finally showing her some mercy.

At this moment, seeing An Xue Tang's flushed eyes, she smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth and opened her mouth to comfort her. But as she opened her mouth, blood foamed from it, flowing down and staining her chest.

"An Xuetang's face turned even paler, clutching her even tighter, "Duoer."

The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the smell of death hung heavy over the scene. An Xuetang had never felt so heartbroken.

As a killer in her past life, when had she ever feared death But now, she loathed the very word.

The flower's wound grew more and more painful, her entire body trembling involuntarily. Though she desperately tried to endure the pain, veins bulged on her hands, but she still opened her mouth slightly, clearly wanting to say something.

An Xuetang was at a loss and hurriedly wiped the blood from her mouth, her voice choked with emotion, "Don't say anything, don't say anything. I know, you don't need to say anything."

Seeing her sad face, Huaduo shook her head with a smile. Though she knew she only had one breath left and would soon go to the underworld, there was not a trace of regret, fear, or any other negative emotion in her heart at this moment.

At this moment, she found herself strangely anticipating what would happen. She slowly raised her blood-stained hand and grasped An Xuetang's arm, a smile playing on her lips as she said:

"Atang, don't be sad. This time...I...I'm finally free. No one can hold me back anymore, right"

Living a miserable life, she was truly tired. Now that she was free, wasn't she relieved So she didn't feel any sorrow.

There was still a trace of regret in her heart. She knew that her Ah Tang had just given birth to a child, and they had agreed that she would be the godmother. But there would be no chance now.

Of course, what she regrets most is that she longs to see the child again. Sadly, her current appearance...her face has been disfigured like this, so she doesn't want the child to see it. There's no chance of ever meeting him now.

Looking at her dim eyes, An Xue Tang seemed to have seen what she was thinking. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Ning'er beside her, "Quickly... quickly go and call Ziling over."

Sure enough, upon hearing the familiar name, Huāduǒ's eyes instantly lit up, staring at An Xuetang in disbelief. "Zǐlíng...is he...in Jǐngtáng Yuàn"

"Yes, he's back, safe and sound, here with us. He's right next door watching the children now. It's my fault, all my fault. I've been so preoccupied these days, I should have urged him to get you out of the palace sooner. It's all my fault..."

At this moment, An Xuetang felt deep remorse in her heart. She knew that there weren't many people in the world who could make Huadu care about them, but Mo Junyi was one of them, and the most important one.

But she had forgotten to ask Mo Junyi to persuade her to leave the palace early. If Hua Duoer had left the palace earlier, this wouldn't have happened today.

Huāduōr and nxuetang were indeed sisters who would never get along, their hearts connected by an invisible thread.

Just one look from her and the flowers knew what she was thinking. Enduring the pain in her body, she squeezed her wrist, "A Tang, I never regret it, truly. This is all my own choice."

At this moment, Mo Junyi also rushed in. Seeing the flower now in this state, his figure paused, standing still at the doorway.

The flowers also heard the movement, and An'an Xue Tang both turned to look at the door. Seeing that Mo Jun Yi was truly unharmed and standing there healthy and well, Zhi Er suddenly showed a satisfied smile.

But at this moment, she couldn't utter a single word. She smiled faintly and slowly closed her eyes, her grip on An Xuetang's hand gradually loosening as well...

The flower died, dying in An Xue Tang's arms. Mo Jun Yi stood there, watching as the flower withered away. His voice seemed to be caught by something, unable to utter a single word.

I don't know how long An Xuetang stood there with the corpse. Finally, she had Ning'er prepare hot water and clothes, and personally helped Huaduo clean up the bloodstains on her body, changing her into a beautiful dress. She also used cosmetics to cover the wounds on her face.

After all this was done, Yun Si and the others had also prepared the coffin. In the end, Mo Jun Yi placed the flower into the coffin and put on mourning clothes to watch over her.

This is just a special period. Three days later, at the funeral, Feng Ming still didn't let An Xue Tang and Mo Jun Yi go together.

After all, there are too many people eyeing them from the Northern Border Prince's Mansion. Leaving the mansion at this time would not be a wise move.

On the day of Huahua's funeral, An Xue Tang, who was unable to attend her best friend's farewell, hardly ate a bite and stayed in bed all day.

As night deepened and silence descended, she suddenly sat up. Her eyelids drooped, her hands tightly clasped around her knees, her head resting listlessly on her arms. Her lips were pressed together in a thin line, silent for what seemed like an eternity. No one could see the tremor of her eyelashes, nor the silent tears that fell from her eyes.

……

The death of the flowers left An Xuetang silent for several days.

A few days later, she suddenly perked up, her eyes filled with a heavy intent to kill, as if she had made up her mind to do something.

Such a Snowtang, Ning'er and the others hadn't seen her for a long time.

First Release

Since their queen became pregnant, they haven't seen such intense hatred and hostility in her again. So for a while, they didn't know if this change in the queen was good or bad.

That day, everyone had breakfast together. Feng Ming looked at the change in An Xue Tang's aura, wanting to speak but holding back.

But no one knew his sister's temperament better than he did, knowing she wouldn't do anything she'd regret, so he just kept quiet.

Mo Junyi used to worry that she would remain depressed, but now seeing her temperament was colder than before, he felt that this kind of mother was the one he was familiar with.

My mother, who was once decisive, clear in her affections and hatreds, and always straightforward in her actions, seems to have returned to that state.

The first time I saw her, it was her aura of power that captivated me.

So at that moment he was not worried at all, but rather quite excited.

It's as if the fighting spirit deep within her has returned.

After a few had finished their meal, An Xuetang first fed Pingping and Aanan. Then she asked Mo Junyi and Kang'er and Shou'er to stay in Jingtang Garden to watch the two children.

She, along with Fengming and Ning'er, went straight to the courtyard where Shuangshuang lived.

Tower Read

Upon seeing An Xue Tang suddenly appear, Shuang Shuang's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible gleam.

Before she could even feel pleased, she noticed that An Xuetang today seemed different from usual.

Indeed, upon closer inspection, she discovered that An Xue Tang's eyes today were devoid of the gentleness they once held, replaced by a chilling ruthlessness.road, they encountered several waves of assassins again. These people were unlike the guards they had met before; they were obviously martial artists from the Jianghu.Luckily, all the people brought o...