She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 380 - 379: Kill Me and the Crown Prince Will Die Too

Chapter 380: Chapter 379: Kill Me and the Crown Prince Will Die Too

Looking around, nearly every person of power was attended by a dancer, with arms locked or entwined. After the third round of drinks, their vile nature was laid bare.

Clad in red, Yan Wanqing ascended to the viewing platform, her eyes mocking as she watched Huai Xinmei eagerly wait on Xiao Pingfeng, serving him tea and water.

The moment Huai Xinmei caught sight of Yan Wanqing, the wine cup slipped from her grasp, shattering on the ground. She glared in shock, "You... you’re supposed to be dead!"

Everyone in the Northern Border knew that Yan Wanqing had died!

Yet now she stood alive before them all.

Huai Xinmei turned deathly pale from fear.

Yan Wanqing sneered and curled her red lips, "Huai Xinmei, you seem to fancy my man quite a bit. How about you beg me, and I’ll let him give you a few extra glances?"

She had purposely chosen to wear clothes of the same color as her own, slandering herself in front of Xiao Pingfeng. Huai Xinmei excelled at this subtle art of tea.

Unfortunately, these tricks were still far behind those of the noblewomen in the Capital City.

Hearing Yan Wanqing’s words, Huai Xinmei suddenly looked up at Xiao Pingfeng with tear-filled eyes, "Crown Prince..."

"Wanwan, what are you talking about? How could I spare a glance for another woman!" Xiao Pingfeng immediately got up and went over to Yan Wanqing’s side. From start to finish, he never spared Huai Xinmei another look.

"Crown Prince Your Highness!" Huai Xinmei’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"Huai Xinmei, Wu Zhen, and the entire Northern Border owe me. Today, let’s settle it all!" With the crowd watching, Yan Wanqing raised her arm, her delicate fist clenched.

In just an instant, the dancers mingling among the crowd pulled out sharp weapons and plunged them into the hearts of the revelers; those who were agile enough to dodge suffered severe injuries and screamed for help in panic.

"No one will come to save you!" Yan Wanqing pronounced each word coldly, "Just like the day you cut off all my retreats, today I do onto you the same and have sealed off the entire Northern Border City."

"Crown Prince Your Highness! Crown Prince Your Highness!" Huai Xinmei’s scream was filled with terror, "Yan Wanqing is committing monstrous acts, won’t you intervene?!"

There were not a hundred people from the Northern Border present, but seventy or eighty, and now over fifty lay fallen. The rest, bloodied, desperately fled through the dancers, soon to meet their doom.

The Summer Sacrifice was meant to pray for good weather in the Northern Border, yet at this moment, the ritual platform was filled with the dead and injured. The bewitching dancers, stained with Blood Beads and armed, chased down the survivors, turning the place into a veritable hell on earth.

Xiao Pingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes narrowed as if confused, "Intervene?"

"Intervene in what?" he asked with a thin smile on his lips. With one arm, he drew Yan Wanqing close to him and nestled her into his embrace, his chin resting atop her head, smirking wickedly, "Who told you I came to mind the trifles of the Northern Border?"

"I’m standing here to support Yan Wanqing!"

"The one willing to reason is her, not I. If I had been the one with her that day, your entire Northern Border would have been slaughtered!"

Such utterly clueless fools!

If not for Yan Wanqing holding him back, he would have led his troops and officers to execute these miscreants the day the army arrived, not allowing them even half a month to catch their breath!

Hearing the Crown Prince speak so, every face turned ashen.

Wu Zhen, with a gash in her leg, lay sprawled on the steps, her eyes brimming with hot tears.

She was not willing to accept this...

"Madam Wu!"

Suddenly, Hong Wu approached and helped Wu Zhen to her feet.

Wu Zhen clutched at Hong Wu as if grabbing onto a lifeline, "Save me, please save me!"

"Madam Wu, what has happened to you?" Hong Wu steadied Wu Zhen beside her, a cunning gleam in her eyes.

Wu Zhen was in such pain that she could hardly stand, tears streaming down her face, "Hong Wu, hurry, we can’t stay here, Yan Wanqing has gone mad, she wants to kill us all!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, perhaps she could convince Hong Wu to take her out.

If they encountered a dancer intent on killing her, she could push this foolish woman ahead to take a blow or two. freewёbnoνel.com

Wu Zhen had her own thoughts in her mind, her face showing extreme anxiety as she continually urged Hong Wu to hurry up and leave.

However, Hong Wu shook her head, "No, we can’t leave without finding Wu Bie’s father."

"At a time like this, you’re still thinking about him!" Wu Zhen could hardly believe it.

Such a fool, at this critical moment of life and death, still thinking of that coward Wu Yuan!

Seeing the terror in Hong Wu’s eyes, Wu Zhen realized she had said the wrong thing and immediately corrected herself, "I didn’t mean that. What I meant was, let’s leave first. He, a grown man, must be much tougher than us two frail women."

"There’s no problem with what Madam Wu says." Hong Wu pulled Wu Zhen forward, but after only two steps, Wu Zhen fell to the ground.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to curse out loud, but she swallowed the words at the tip of her throat.

She must not curse; she was still counting on this fool to take her out.

"You squat down and carry me," Wu Zhen commanded.

Hong Wu’s face turned cold, her eyebrows slightly raised, "What?"

She had not expected Wu Zhen to make such a request.

Wu Zhen was getting impatient, "I said squat down and carry me! Don’t understand human speech, do you? Be careful or I will not agree to your marriage with Wu Bie!"

Hong Wu pretended to be very frightened and picked up Wu Zhen on her back.

This was her request to be carried, as for how to walk, how to carry—that would be up to her to decide.

Meanwhile.

Huai Xinmei braced herself with both hands and retreated backward. With every step she took back, Yan Wanqing advanced a step forward.

"Yan Wanqing, you can’t kill me!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, listening to the scraping sound of Yan Wanqing’s long sword on the ground, her whole body trembling.

The only person who could stop Yan Wanqing’s madness now was standing on her side.

"I won’t let you die easily," Yan Wanqing said with a cold smile, "All the pain that Huai Yu suffered in the Marquis Residence over the years, all those wounds, I will return to you one by one. Huai Xinmei, how easy is death? I want you to wish for death!"

With that, she lifted her long sword and cut through Huai Xinmei’s waist.

Huai Xinmei screamed in agony.

"This is for when you intentionally pushed Huai Yu into the river to hit her head on a rock in our tenth year."

A sword to the ankle.

"This is for when you were thirteen and you drugged Huai Yu’s horse hay, causing the horse to go mad and Huai Yu to injure her leg."

"And here... and here..." Yan Wanqing’s eyes unblinking, her sword moved swiftly, soon leaving numerous wounds on Huai Xinmei’s body.

Her pain was almost numbing.

Her eyes fell on the man standing far away watching, but she did not find a shred of pity for herself in his gaze.

In his eyes, there was only the executioner here with a long sword!

"Yan Wanqing... what good does torturing me do you? Huai Yu is already gone, isn’t she? The one who drove her to her death was that old wretch Wu Zhen; you should be torturing her! Do you not find it laughable to take it out on me?"

"You’re right, Huai Yu is dead, and she can’t come back." Saying so, a tear fell from the corner of Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

She chuckled, her words filled with bitterness, "Why should you filthy and despicable people live a good life while Huai Yu, so pure and kind, died miserably on a rainy night... So, I want you to go down and accompany her, to repent and apologize to her! Huai Xinmei, you can’t escape, and neither can Wu Zhen!"

"You can’t kill me; if you do, the Crown Prince will die too!" Huai Xinmei clung to her last lifeline.

Just a moment ago, she was afraid of prolonged nights bringing more dreams and had already slipped the Concentric Gu in the tea intended for the Crown Prince.