The mistress is reborn, no one who bullies me can escape

Listening to his absurd and fantastic ideas, Xue Jinhua found them so ridiculous that she couldn't help but chuckle.

The laughter was clear and sweet, like a silver bell, but it also contained a hint of sarcasm that was difficult to conceal.

Ling Yan's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. His eyes, as deep as a cold pond, stared at the person in front of him and said coldly: "Zhao Yuxuan, do you really think so? Do you really think that I married Huahua just because of her so-called good fortune?"

Gongzi Jin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and asked back: "Isn't it?"

However, Ling Yan shook his head without hesitation and answered firmly: "Of course not! Although this marriage was indeed somewhat forced at first, as time went by, the feelings between her and I were extremely pure and sincere, without any falsehood or impurities. This feeling was definitely not the result of a momentary impulse or a whim."

Ling Yan paused, then slowly said: "I am in love with her intelligence and cleverness, and I admire her ability to distinguish between good and evil and her decisive and efficient way of dealing with things. Her every smile, every move is deeply imprinted in my heart. My love for her is not only because of her appearance, but more importantly, we have many resonances in the depths of our souls. She is like a light in my life, illuminating my way forward."

Thinking back on the past, Xue Jinhua couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.

When she was at her wit's end, she had no choice but to marry Ling Yan due to the circumstances.

At that time, she never expected that this man would have such deep feelings for her.

However, today, she just woke up from her dream and finally realized that Ling Yan had already fallen in love with her.

Having sought love but failed in her previous life, Xue Jinhua never expected to have it in this life even at this point. Her mood became cheerful.

Ke Xin felt more and more uncomfortable. When her body suddenly contracted, Xue Jinhua spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puchi" sound.

"draw."

“Zhao Yuxuan, don’t you like painting? Watching the painting die, this is what you call love, how can you be so cruel?”

Ling Yan's face was as gloomy as water, and he stared at the direction where Gong Zijin was with his eyes as sharp as torches. His voice was icy cold: "Tell me, who really wants to exchange Hua Hua's fate?"

However, Gongzi Jin turned a deaf ear to Ling Yan's questioning. His attention was completely attracted by Xue Jin's painting, as if everything around him no longer existed.

Gongzi Jin slowly turned his head and fixed his eyes on Xue Jinhua, with a hint of disbelief and unwillingness in his tone: "Could it be that you have fallen in love with him too?"

This thought flashed through his mind, but it shook his heart like thunder.

He really couldn't imagine that the prince would be so sincerely in love with Xue Jinhua! This was simply ridiculous! In the eyes of Gongzi Jin, Xue Jinhua was just a woman abandoned by him. How could the prince develop feelings for such a woman unless he had some ulterior motive?

At this moment, Xue Jinhua also looked back at Gongzi Jin without flinching, with determination and resoluteness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She opened her red lips and said coldly, "Just because His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been caring for me all the time, why can't I fall in love with him? Zhao Yuxuan, do you think everyone will wait for you to come back? Ever since I knew that you were entangled with Xue Qing'er, there was no possibility between us. From the beginning to the end, all I wanted was revenge on you, and I could only relieve my hatred by taking your life with my own hands!"

These words were like sharp daggers, piercing straight into Zhao Yuxuan's heart.

Although he knew in his heart that hearing these words would be heartbreaking and painful, he still insisted on listening to them with his own ears, as if only in this way could his already broken heart die completely.

Zhao Yuxuan's eyes widened instantly, his eye sockets reddened, tears welled up in them, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "No... How could you do this to me! I have clearly realized my mistakes, and I have decided to turn over a new leaf and make a new life! But why are you unwilling to wait for my return here?"

Zhao Yuxuan was extremely emotional, his eyes were bloodshot and a terrifying scarlet color, and he looked like an enraged beast, as if he would lose his mind and go crazy at any time.

When Xue Jinhua witnessed this scene, her face turned as pale as paper, completely devoid of any color.

Her body was trembling slightly, and her originally warm body was gradually cooling down.

Ling Yan, who had been accompanying him the whole time, keenly noticed this change. His heart suddenly tightened and the pain was unbearable.

Ling Yan's eyes widened with anger as he shouted at Zhao Yuxuan, "Zhao Yuxuan, if you still have a trace of humanity left in you, tell me where that person is! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

However, facing Ling Yan's questioning and scolding, Zhao Yuxuan pretended not to hear and turned a deaf ear to him. His eyes full of hostility were still fixed on Xue Jinhua, never moving his gaze away for a moment.

As time passed, Xue Jinhua's breath became weaker and weaker, and the life was slowly fading away from her.

But even so, she kept biting her lips tightly, stubbornly refusing to bow her head and beg for mercy from Zhao Yuxuan.

At this moment, Zhao Yuxuan finally realized that everything Xue Jinhua had said before was true and she had never deceived him.

However, this fact made Zhao Yuxuan feel heartbroken and in great pain.

He couldn't help but cry out in his heart: "Why is this happening? Why on earth... Why is God so unfair? Why does he have to torture me like this?" This heart-wrenching pain surged into his heart like a tide, almost suffocating him.

Even though the facts were right in front of him, his heart was still filled with resentment and resentment.

He opened his eyes wide and shouted at the top of his lungs: "No... You must be deceiving me! I don't believe that all this is true, you must be lying to me!"

Zhao Yuxuan's voice sounded coldly: "Since you are so stubborn, I want to see with my own eyes if your good life is replaced and you lose your usefulness to the prince, will he still love you as before?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on his crazy figure. Their faces turned pale in an instant, and their fear was beyond words.

Xue Jinhua was extremely anxious and wanted to say something, but a piercing pain suddenly came over her, as if a pair of invisible hands were tearing her soul out of her body.

The pain was so intense that her face was distorted to look hideous and terrifying.

At this moment, Ling Yan suddenly raised the extremely sharp sword in his hand and stabbed towards Gongzi Jin without hesitation, saying viciously: "Since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish today!"

Upon seeing this, Gongzi Jin instinctively wanted to dodge, but the prince's attack was as fast as lightning, leaving him no time to make an effective reaction.

With a "puff" sound, the cold and shining sword had already penetrated deeply into Gongzi Jin's chest.

Surprisingly, the seriously injured Gongzi Jin did not seem to feel any pain at all. His eyes were always fixed on Xue Jinhua, and he murmured to himself: "Huahua, it won't be long before you can clearly see that even the prince's so-called deep love for you is nothing but an illusion."

Xue Jinhua only felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing her at the same time. It was so painful that she couldn't stand up and could only roll on the cold and hard ground.

However, despite the extreme pain, her sanity managed to regain a bit of clarity under this extreme torture.

"Zhao Yuxuan! Even if you can prove that the Crown Prince does not truly love me, so what? Let me tell you, even if there is no such person as the Crown Prince in this world, even if you are the only man left in the world, I, Xue Jinhua, will never have the slightest affection for you!" She shouted these words at the top of her lungs, and every word was like an extremely sharp knife, stabbing straight into Zhao Yuxuan's heart.

When Zhao Yuxuan heard these words, he stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning. His angry and red eyes were filled with disbelief and despair. The pain in his body, which was already unbearable, seemed to become more intense at this moment, as if it was going to tear him apart and devour him completely.

"No...Xue Jinhua, how could you do this to me?" His voice trembled, filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

"Why not?"

Xue Jinhua had fallen to the ground in pain, her hands tightly covering her abdomen, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down her forehead.

Due to the extreme pain, she even felt that the unborn life in her belly was leaving her little by little.

"Back then, you only married me because you wanted my generous dowry. You never really took me seriously from the beginning to the end."

"Now, in order to realize your so-called obsession, you have completely disregarded my life and death and cruelly attacked me. You keep saying that you love me, but how can this behavior be considered love? It is clearly completely selfish! Everything you did was nothing more than wanting to satisfy your pitiful vanity. In fact, you have never loved me at all!"

Xue Jinhua panted heavily and shouted angrily incoherently.

"No...it's not like that, Huahua. My love for you is sincere."

He fell to his knees with a thud. Due to his excessive excitement, his blood rushed up and the silver mask on his face fell off.

As the mask slipped off, the part covered by it was instantly exposed.

When everyone looked closely, they all gasped - they saw a bloody mess of flesh and blood, just like a piece of rotten and smelly meat, which was unbearable to look at.

Originally everyone thought that the silver mask was only used to cover his face to conceal his true identity. Who could have expected that there would be such an unsightly scene beneath the mask.

"Oh my God, this... this Young Master Jin is actually an extremely ugly monster!" Someone in the crowd was the first to exclaim in surprise.

"That's right. He is so ugly, yet he still dreams of making the Crown Princess change her mind. Isn't this a typical case of a toad wanting to eat swan flesh?" someone else echoed.

"It's so disgusting. If I were the Crown Princess, I would never look back at him even if I died!" Some even covered their mouths and noses, staring at the man on the ground with disgust.

For a moment, the soldiers around were whispering and talking to each other, looking at the man with contempt and disdain.

Zhao Yuxuan's face instantly became tense, as if water could be squeezed out of it. He subconsciously raised his hands and covered his face tightly.

I prayed secretly in my heart, hoping that this way I could hide myself and not be discovered by others.

However, things did not go as planned...

A strong and pungent smell of blood rushed towards her like a surging tide. The unprepared Xue Jinhua felt her stomach churning and she almost vomited.

The smell was so strong that it was unbearable.

How could someone as proud and arrogant as Zhao Yuxuan be willing to endure such humiliation?

He felt as if he was naked and exposed in front of everyone. All his dignity and pride were ruthlessly trampled upon at this moment.

In an instant, he was like an enraged beast, and suddenly reached out to grab the silver mask beside him, trying to cover his face again.

But at this moment, a sharp kick came whizzing and kicked his outstretched hand accurately.

With a dull "bang", Zhao Yuxuan lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

And the place where he fell happened to be facing Qingyi.

Qingyi looked at the disheveled Zhao Yuxuan in front of her, and the memories deep in her mind suddenly emerged like a tide.

The face that had once left a deep impression on her appeared clearly before her eyes again.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something extremely important. She subconsciously turned her head and looked at the prince anxiously, saying, "Your Highness, back then... "

However, before Qing Yi could finish her words, Li San beside her couldn't help but interrupt her: "Qing Yi, you can actually speak?"

Qing Yi had no time to care about Li San at the moment. She hurriedly pushed Li San away, staring straight at Ling Yan, and continued to shout, "Your Highness, the man wearing the silver mask at Huangshan Temple that night was not Zhao Yuxuan at all, but the fourth son of the Xue family!"