Chapter 676 The biggest regret of my life is marrying you out of vanity.
Chapter 676 The biggest regret of my life is marrying you out of vanity.
Princess Yong leaned against her chest, like a child, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Xingyao carefully covered her with the brocade quilt and gently placed the rattle that had fallen to the ground next to her pillow.
She stood up and quietly left the bedchamber.
The night breeze was cool, causing the lanterns under the eaves to sway gently, casting long and short shadows on the ground.
She had only taken two steps when a dark figure suddenly pounced out from behind a pillar.
"Pfft!"
The cold blade pierced through her flesh, and Lin Xingyao's body stiffened. She looked down in disbelief at the blooming blood on her abdomen.
She looked up and met a pair of bloodshot eyes burning with a mad, hateful rage.
The person wielding the knife was Zhao Qingzhi; her hair was disheveled and her eyes were bloodshot.
"You..." Lin Xingyao only managed to utter one word.
"Die!" Zhao Qingzhi's face was twisted, like a vengeful ghost. She pulled out a dagger and went berserk, slashing again and again, fast and ruthless, letting out a beast-like roar.
Blood spurted out, instantly staining Lin Xingyao's luxurious dress red, and also splashing onto Zhao Qingzhi's face.
"Ah! Killed! Killed!"
The maidservant, who was standing guard at a distance, witnessed this horrific scene and was so frightened that she screamed!
"The Crown Princess has gone mad! The Crown Princess has killed someone!"
"stop!"
Lin Jingchuan rushed over and kicked the already frenzied Zhao Qingzhi away.
He rushed over, trying to catch the limp Lin Xingyao, but her body was riddled with holes, and blood was gushing out continuously.
He reached out to cover the wounds, but he couldn't cover them at all.
Warm blood instantly stained his hands, his robes, and the cold bluestone slabs beneath his feet.
"Brother..." Lin Xingyao leaned against his chest, her voice barely audible, "Am I...am I about to die?"
"Doctor! Go get a doctor!" Lin Jingchuan shouted at the terrified servants around him, holding her in his arms.
"Hahaha, hahahaha!" Zhao Qingzhi, who had been lying on the ground, propped herself up and sat up. Looking at Lin Jingchuan's tense and heartbroken appearance, she let out a shrill, maniacal laugh.
"I'm insane! She deserves to die! She must pay with her life for my child!"
Lin Xingyao's gaze was fixed on Lin Jingchuan's face. With her last bit of strength, she grabbed his sleeve.
"Brother, please don't hate me. I'm just jealous, jealous... jealous that she can stand openly by your side."
"In my entire life, I have only ever loved my elder brother!"
"Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!" Zhao Qingzhi's laughter abruptly stopped. She looked at them, her eyes filled with endless resentment and mockery.
The next moment, she raised the still-dripping dagger in her hand and, without hesitation, plunged it into her own heart.
"Qingzhi!"
Lin Jingchuan's pupils contracted sharply, and he subconsciously released Lin Xingyao from his arms, rushing over to hug Zhao Qingzhi like a madman.
The moment she was abandoned, the last light in Lin Xingyao's eyes dimmed completely.
"Where's the doctor! Why hasn't the doctor come yet!" Lin Jingchuan tried to press on Zhao Qingzhi's wound, but she pushed him away.
“It’s no use.” Black blood trickled from the corner of Zhao Qingzhi’s mouth. She looked at him with a relieved smile on her face. “You can’t save her, and you can’t save me either. I’ve already poisoned the dagger.”
Lin Jingchuan suddenly lowered his head.
Only then did they notice that the blood flowing from beneath them was jet black.
“Lin Jingchuan,” Zhao Qingzhi looked into his eyes and said, word by word, “the thing I regret most in my life is that I was greedy for vanity and married you.”
As soon as she finished speaking, her hand fell limply to her side.
"mother!"
A boy's heart-wrenching cries rang out, and Lin Jiayou stumbled over.
Lin Xingyao, who had already stopped breathing, seemed to be startled by the call. She managed to muster her last breath, raised her hand, and waved in Lin Jiayou's direction.
Lin Jiayou scrambled to her side.
Lin Xingyao whispered intermittently in his ear, "You'er, remember... you must make Gu Qingchen fall in love with you... unable to live without you... A woman, for the one she loves... can do anything..."
"Live well... well..."
Her hand fell limply to her side.
"Mother!" Lin Jiayou cried out, holding her cold body.
On the other side, Zhao Qingzhi had already died.
She came with the determination to die.
Rather than dragging his ailing body through endless pain and hatred, he would rather take Lin Xingyao down with him and end it all.
Lin Jingchuan knelt between the two corpses and closed his eyes in anguish.
Back then, a midwife's greed ruined the lives of the siblings, and they, in turn, destroyed the entire Yongwang Mansion with their own hands.
Inside the bedchamber, the Princess Consort of Yong, who had been sleeping soundly, seemed to sense something. She suddenly woke up and ran out barefoot.
When she pushed open the door and saw the pool of blood in the courtyard, and Lin Xingyao lying motionless in the pool of blood, she let out a shrill scream.
She staggered out and ran deeper into the palace, shouting incoherently, her expression even more erratic than before.
Zhenguogongfu
Chu Ruohan had just finished dinner and was sitting by the window.
Haitang practically burst through the curtain and rushed in, her face filled with panic, forgetting even to observe proper etiquette.
"Madam, Madam!" she gasped, her voice trembling. "Something terrible has happened at the Prince Yong's residence!"
Chu Ruohan looked up. "What's wrong?"
Haitang finally caught her breath and said urgently, "The Crown Princess of Yongwang Mansion and that princess are both...both dead!"
Chu Ruohan's hand, holding the teacup, paused in mid-air for a moment before casually bringing it to her lips and gently blowing away the foam.
Explain in detail.
"I heard it was Princess Consort Zhao Qingzhi who suddenly went mad, grabbed a knife, stormed into Princess Yong's bedchamber, and killed Lin Xingyao!" Haitang's voice was fast and urgent. "And then, she committed suicide on the spot!"
Seeing that Chu Ruohan's expression was calm, she quickly added, "The Zhao family received the news, and both Old Master Feng and Madam Zhao fainted on the spot. Our young master and young mistress Chu have already rushed back to the Zhao family!"
Chu Ruohan then frowned.
"Go to the storeroom and get some top-quality ginseng and bird's nest, and then send someone to invite Doctor Qian to make a trip to the Zhao family."
She put down her teacup and ordered in a deep voice, "Just say it was my order, and make sure the young mistress gets a good look at her. Qinghan is heavily pregnant, and this is a critical time. We absolutely cannot let anything harm the fetus."
"Yes, slave, go now!"
Haitang responded and turned to leave, but then, as if remembering something, she suddenly turned back.
"By the way, Madam, there's one more thing. I heard that Princess Yong witnessed that scene and couldn't bear the shock, so she went completely insane."
"crazy?"
"Yes." Haitang nodded vigorously. "The servants in the manor said that she rushed out of the manor, her clothes disheveled, and ran around in the streets, grabbing people and shouting that her daughter was dead. Then she started talking nonsense that no one could understand, like a madwoman."
Chu Ruohan waved her hand, signaling her to step back.
The room returned to silence, the candlelight flickering softly, casting her shadow on the wall.
He went mad, and he died.
In her previous life, she died too young, and she knew nothing about what happened to the Yong Prince's Mansion or what fate befell Lin Xingyao.
She remembered what Gu Chengyan had said: that giving her to that beast Wei Qiming was not his original intention.
It's Lin Xingyao.
Lin Xingyao used him and orchestrated that dirty deal.
In her previous life, she died unwilling to be humiliated...
Now, Lin Xingyao has ruined herself because of jealousy.
He died from Zhao Qingzhi's jealousy and hatred.
What a wonderful reincarnation.
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