Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

Looking into her eyes, Di Wuming felt so heartbroken that he became numb.

He could hardly open his mouth. He wanted to tell Yun Chaomu that this was all a joke, but the words had already been said here. There was no room for regret. He could only look at her and said painfully, "Amu, I didn't lie to you, and I won't lie to you. That person was me back then. I took you by mistake. All this is my fault. When I woke up in the cave, I didn't see you, and you didn't leave anything to prove your identity. In the past four years, I have been looking for you, the girl with the peach blossom mark on her chest, but I couldn't find you..."

He said.

Yun Chaomu stood there, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Because she realized that what Di Wuming said might be true.

She thought of a time when she was injured on the shoulder by Yun Qianqian's men. When she was escaping, she hid in Prince You's Mansion, but she didn't expect that Di Wuming was taking a medicinal bath. She had fought with him before, but Di Wuming went crazy for some reason and tore her clothes, exposing her shoulder blade. She slapped him and scolded him.

So, what was he looking at? He was looking at the peach blossom mark.

Was there a moment when he felt that he looked familiar, so he wanted to investigate?

Yun Chaomu's head was buzzing, as if she had been hit hard by a hammer, and the pain made her feel like she was about to explode.

How did that happen?

It's not true. It's definitely not true.

"Amu..."

Emperor Wuming called her name.

Yun Chaomu gently shook her head which was about to explode with pain. She looked up at Di Wuming and said, "It's not true. You lied to me, didn't you?"

Di Wuming said bitterly, "Amu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, but I am the initiator of your tragedy. I owe you. These days, I have been thinking about this matter, how to tell you, how to compensate you..."

Yun Chaomu's body trembled uncontrollably.

It was a coldness that came from deep in the bone marrow.

She couldn't even stand, so she squatted down and hugged herself tightly, as if that could get her some warmth.

it's too cold.

So cold.

"Amu."

Di Wuming reached out to help her up, but she suddenly yelled, "Get out of here, don't touch me!"

boom.

The knife hanging above his head finally fell down.

Di Wuming stood there, his outstretched hand frozen in mid-air.

Yun Chaomu lowered her head, put her knees together, buried her face in her legs, and hugged her knees tightly with her hands, but her body still trembled uncontrollably.

It's like falling into hell.

--vomit.

She even kept retching, the psychological and mental pain almost overwhelmed her.

Buzz buzz buzz, my head is about to explode!

It’s Emperor Wuming!

It turned out to be Emperor Wuming!

Four years ago, in that cave, she was pinned down by a man, in a daze. She cried softly and begged for mercy, but it was no use. She was in pain and she shed tears, but she could not resist.

Day and night, she hated that night and imagined countless times cutting that man into pieces.

She hated Yun Qianqian, hated Xiao Jue, hated Yun Hongzhi... But that was all later. After she fainted at the Peach Blossom Banquet and found out she was pregnant, she remembered the tragic scene in the cave. She was imprisoned for seven months, relying on her hatred for that man to get by.

She told herself that she could not die, she had to find that man and kill him, she must kill him.

Hate day and night.

But suddenly, I knew who that person was.

This is the Emperor Wuming.

It happened to be Emperor Wuming.

No matter who it is, she can accept it and kill him without blinking an eye.

But this person is Di Wuming, the Di Wuming who has saved her countless times and jumped off the cliff with her.

"Amu, tell me, what do you want me to do in order for you to forgive me?"

The emperor did not ask any questions.

There was a deep silence in his eyes. Perhaps he had thought of countless outcomes in his mind. He could accept the worst, but don't sentence him to death.

Yun Chaomu hugged herself tightly, and she didn't feel any pain even when her nails dug into her flesh. After a long time, her trembling body gradually became lighter. Hearing Di Wuming's words, she stood up from the ground, swaying gently. Those eyes that used to be so gentle and full of sincere friendship were now cold, as if frozen by a knife.

"Forgive? Di Wuming, you said you want me to forgive you?"

She asked through gritted teeth, and every word seemed to overflow from between your teeth.

That cold hatred and pain replaced the love in his eyes.

"Why should I forgive you?"

The next moment, she snapped.

"Emperor Wuming, it turned out to be you. It was you who destroyed everything for me. It was you who made me fall into the endless hell. It was you who caused me to lose my innocence, caused me to get pregnant with an illegitimate child, caused me to be imprisoned for seven months, and died tragically in prison. It was you, you murderer!"

Every accusation was like a sharp sword, and Emperor Wuming's face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

Standing there, his figure was lonely and sad, and his eyes were dead silent.

The words "bastard" and "murderer" gave the final verdict: death penalty!

The coldness spread all over my body.

He had no way to refute it and couldn't utter a word.

Yun Chaomu looked at him speechless and suddenly sneered, "Why don't you speak? Di Wuming, why don't you speak?"

She asked, her eyes cold and resentful.

"No wonder, no wonder you suddenly said you liked me and wanted to be with me. It turned out to be because of this reason. No wonder you helped me everywhere. It turned out to be compensation. But if it weren't for you, how could I have encountered all these disasters?"

At this time, Yun Chaomu had obviously lost his mind.

Di Wuming moved his lips, "Yun Chaomu, it's not like that..."

He called her name, wanting to tell her that he fell in love with her not because of what happened four years ago, but because he couldn't help it and was attracted to her. But later he accidentally learned of her true identity, which made him even more moved and felt more guilty.

"What is it not? Isn't it guilt? Yes, how can a person like Prince You who is at the top feel guilty? Prince You, do you really feel a sense of accomplishment when you can play with people at your will? Watching me struggle in despair, moving forward in the painful past, watching me seek revenge, but not knowing that the real murderer is you, do you feel satisfied?"

When one loses reason, the words that come out are like knives, aggressive and stabbing right into the heart.

Di Wuming pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with pain.

"Amu, don't say such things."

He said.

But Yun Chaomu's reason had been devoured by hatred and pain. She smiled with red eyes, but the smile did not reach her eyes at all. She was so sad that it broke people's heart. "What kind of words should I not say? Don't say, Prince, let's get married when we return? Something like that? Or, Prince, Yun Chaomu is willing to grow old with you, and accompany you through life and death?"

"Di Wuming, do you know that you make me feel like a joke?"