The muscles on Nalan Yurong's face kept twitching. She stared at the woman in front of her, unable to believe her eyes.
"You, you, you, why are you here? Nalan Feixue, didn't you die a long time ago?!"
Nalan Feixue shook her head gently and sighed, "My dear sister, how can you be so heartless? I have always missed you! Ever since you abandoned me and let that beast Zhu Chongba take me away, I have never forgotten the look on your face when you abandoned me."
"Then...then, then, how can you blame me! It's all Hexi's fault. That's right, all of this was set up by that bitch Nalan Hexi. It has nothing to do with me!"
Nalan Feixue sneered, "Oh? Really? So, your mother's death has nothing to do with you?"
"My mother's death?!" Nalan Yurong's body trembled with extreme fear, and her voice suddenly became sharp and piercing, "What does my mother's death have to do with me? It was Nalan Hexi who killed her. If you want revenge, go find Nalan Hexi!!"
Nalan Feixue looked at the ugly face of the woman in front of him who was afraid of death and tried to deny all his sins, and the hatred in his heart gradually turned into a raging fire.
But the more hatred she had, the softer the smile on her face became. "Sister, don't you know? Mother didn't die after being poisoned by you as a shield, because He Xi saved her life. She dragged her exhausted body and crawled to me. Tell me who really killed her!"
Nalan Yurong screamed: "Impossible! How could she not be dead! You lied to me, this is all Hexi's trick!!"
Nalan Feixue looked at her with a mocking smile, as if she was looking at an ugly poisonous insect.
Nalan Yurong realized that Nalan Feixue really hated her. She finally broke down and cried, "Feixue, it was my fault, but I didn't mean it. I was desperate, so I asked mother to save my life."
"You don't know, mother is already crazy, and she doesn't have many years left to live. Using her lingering life to exchange for my life, isn't this a good deal? Mothers are supposed to sacrifice for their children! I believe mother won't blame me, right?"
Nalan Feixue felt his stomach churning as he watched the woman in front of him pretending to confess.
Such a scum, such a beast, turned out to be her own sister. She once admired her so much, and her mother was so proud of her that she was willing to give up everything she had in exchange for her future.
Nalan Yurong did not feel Nalan Feixue's growing hatred, and she was still persuading him, "Feixue, you don't know that I am now the daughter of Yun Tianyi, the first war god of Siam, and the eldest daughter of the Yun family. Your future prospects and wealth are limitless. Sister, as long as you follow me, you will surely be able to rise to prominence. Sister, didn't you want to marry a distinguished husband the most? With me as the boss, let alone the crown prince of a country, even if it is a god, I can let you marry him!"
Nalan Feixue smiled softly: "Forget about your success. If you really want to repent, why don't you help Feixue?"
"Okay, okay! Tell me what you want me to do for you, and I'll do it!"
The smile on Nalan Feixue's lips deepened, and suddenly he waved his hand forward, and two black wooden barrels made of very special materials appeared between the two of them. (To be continued)