After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

After a day and night of rain, the blood and filth were washed away, and Taohua Valley returned to its peaceful state.

Before winter came, Jiang Xue Ning sent someone to send Shangguan Wan away.

Shangguan Wan waved at her, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Now that the people have left, it's time for her to return home.

At noon, the carriage stopped outside an inn, ready to have lunch before continuing on its journey.

Qing He took out the veil and asked, "Princess, would you like to wear it?"

She shook her head, got out of the car, and went up to the second floor of the inn. The group chose a seat by the window and ordered a table of food.

Halfway through the meal, Wu Jin vigilantly gripped the knife at his waist and whispered, "There's an expert approaching."

She looked towards the stairs and saw Xiao Linfeng climbing up the stairs and appearing on the second floor, with someone following him.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, with people on both sides confronting each other silently.

She looked away as if nothing had happened and took a sip of the sake in the cup. Sang Yu's eyes were fixed on her face, and he couldn't take them away.

This was the first time he saw her face up close. They were so similar, so similar that it sent chills down his spine.

Xiao Linfeng said casually, "Meeting is fate, Princess, won't you treat me to a drink?"

She smiled coldly, "How can a mere little wine be worthy of the King of Wei's attention?"

"Then I'll buy you a drink."

He walked over to her and sat down naturally. Wu Jin stood up and stood behind Jiang Xue Ning.

Sang Yu held the wine pot in his hand and poured wine for the two of them personally. When he poured wine for her, their eyes met for a moment. His hand shook as he poured the wine, and some of the wine spilled on the table.

"Feel sorry!"

Jiang Xue Ning didn't say anything. Qinghe asked the waiter for a handkerchief and wiped the spilled wine.

Xiao Linfeng raised his glass as if nothing had happened, "This glass is for the princess."

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Jiang Xue Ning took a sip, and the familiar and unique taste instantly spread through her throat.

Her expression remained unchanged as she said sarcastically, "The King of Wei is not here to invite me to a Hongmen Banquet, is he?"

"Doesn't this wine bring back memories for the princess?"

"Why don't I know what this wine has to do with me?"

Xiao Linfeng shook the wine glass in his hand, and his tone became erratic as if he was drunk.

"This wine is called Sangluo Wine. It was once Princess Chen's favorite wine, but few people know about it."

Jiang Xue Ning calmly replied, "Well, so I don't know."

Her careful planning paid off, and he really came to test her. Sometimes, it is the combination of truth and falsehood that is most confusing.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Xiao Linfeng stopped beating around the bush and looked straight at her, his eyes so sharp that they seemed to pierce through her flesh and see through her soul.

"Let me tell you an interesting story. The deposed queen went crazy and had paranoia."

"She said that the princess is not the real princess, and there is another soul living in her young skin."

"It is said that when the princess was thrown into the mass grave in Tongzhou, she was already dead. What woke up from Jiang Xue Ning's body was another soul."

"Does the princess find it funny?"

Jiang Xue Ning leaned back on the chair and said with a relaxed expression, "Xiao Shu Ren is indeed weird, otherwise how could he be possessed by a crow on the altar."

Xiao Linfeng's expression suddenly changed, and there was a chill in his eyes when he looked at her, which made people shudder.

"Whose soul lives in this body?"

"How did you get into trouble?"

Jiang Xue Ning was stunned for a moment, as if she was startled by him. Soon, an evil and strange smile appeared on her face.

Calling him faintly, "Third Brother..."

The hand under Xiao Linfeng's sleeve trembled uncontrollably, and he wanted to grab her.

Jiang Xue Ning stood up suddenly, leaned over and stared at him, her long fingertips stroked his cheek, and her eyes looked at her old friend with "affection".

He sighed and said, "Third brother, you finally recognized me."

"After I died, I had too much resentment, so my soul couldn't enter the underworld. So I turned into a fierce ghost, reappeared in the world, and came to seek revenge on you!"

She held the dagger in her left hand and stabbed him unexpectedly.

"Take your life!"

Xiao Linfeng reacted quickly and reached out to grab her dagger. His palm was scratched and bright red blood dripped onto the table.

"Kakaka…"

People on both sides drew their swords and a war was about to break out.

Jiang Xue Ning raised her head and laughed loudly, and said with a crazy look, "I am Gu Mingyue, and Gu Mingyue is me. Now that I am back, should Third Brother commit suicide to pay for the Gu family's life?"

She admitted it so readily that they couldn't believe it.

Xiao Linfeng's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his palms seemed to feel no pain. He just held the dagger and looked at her quietly.

"Third brother, you clearly said that you would always stand by my side, why did you betray me!"

Jiang Xue Ning looked sad and resentful, and indeed looked somewhat like an old friend. However, the irony in her eyes could not be concealed.

Sang Yu, who watched carefully from beginning to end and tried to distinguish the real from the fake, frowned.

This crazy woman is nothing like the one in my memory...

But it is not ruled out that she is acting...

Xiao Linfeng pulled the dagger hard, and Jiang Xuening stumbled forward. He let go of the dagger and held her face with his bloody hands.

"If it's really her who has come back, I will lock up her soul and leave her nowhere to escape. If it's you, a fake who is playing tricks, then I will send you to hell with my own hands."

He spoke harsh words in a gentle tone, and his bloody hand stroked her eyebrows and eyes, and blood dripped all over her face.

Jiang Xue Ning did not move, nor did she hide. She looked at him with a crazy look but also a hint of indifference.

She placed her hand on his heart and pressed it hard, murmured with a smile, "Are you afraid that she will never come back, or are you hoping that she will come back even if she turns into a ghost..."

"Don't look at me like that." Xiao Linfeng said calmly, "Since you have done it, you won't regret it."

Nor will I look back.

Self-blame and guilt... don't exist. These things don't exist in his dictionary.

Jiang Xue Ning laughed, "Very good, I have no regrets at all. I must never regret it."

She withdrew her hand from his chest and avoided his touch in disgust, "So, you came here to kill me?"

Xiao Linfeng looked at his bloody palm, slowly clenched it, and turned back into the feared King Wei.

"I said, I'm just here to treat the princess to a glass of wine."

"Since the wine has been drunk, I will take my leave."

Xiao Linfeng turned and left. When Sang Yu reached the stairs, he couldn't help but look back.

Jiang Xuening tilted her head, smiled at him, and said silently, "Ayu..."

Sang Yu's hair stood on end instantly and he walked away without looking back.

A bloody dagger and spilled wine were left on the table. The wine and blood mixed together and turned into a gorgeous color.

Jiang Xue Ning chuckled and hummed a folk tune.

"Those who owe lives should pay their lives, those who owe debts should pay their debts..."