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Chapitre 96

"Xiao Yi, forgive me." The woman covered her face, tears streaming down her face. "Forgive me!"

"Is this your true form?" Nan Yi's voice was chillingly cold.

The woman in white knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, murmuring, "Forgive me, forgive me... I didn't want to lie to you... I had no choice but to go to the wedding that day..."

In a flash, Pang Wan finally realized that the woman in white was Mei Wu!

As if struck by a thunderbolt, her blood froze.

—Is Mei Wu still alive? Then who died that day? Why did Aunt Rong fall into a coma? In order to find out the truth about her murder, she and Nan Yi almost became crippled and went mad, only to find that the culprit was alive and well and could even show up at the wedding to cause trouble!

She was so shocked she almost forgot to breathe.

But then the Southern Barbarians took a deep breath.

"Fine, very well." He said through gritted teeth, his jaw clenched and his knuckles white. "Your face is fake, your claim of not knowing kung fu is also fake, and even your death is fake."

"Speak! Who are you?!" he roared, drawing his Flying Eagle Sword straight from his waist.

With a snap, the sword flew out, emanating a chilling aura. Seeing the groom radiating murderous intent, the onlookers all took a large step back.

Zuo Huai'an, sitting in the grand master's chair, suddenly burst into laughter.

"So? Now you know why I said she wasn't good enough for you?"

Zuo Huai'an's face showed an extremely pleased expression.

"If I told you that she was a spy sent by someone else, would you still feel any pity for her?" He looked at Mei Wu with disgust: "A woman who uses her beauty to seduce and murder is utterly deserving of death!"

Before the Southern Barbarian could answer, Mei Wu had already crawled over and hugged his leg.

"No! No!" Her tears seemed to flow endlessly, as if they had a life of their own. "Xiao Yi, I never intended to harm you! Never!"

Nan Yi lowered his eyelashes to look at her, as if she had just been pulled out of an ice cellar.

"Why did you fake your death?" he asked softly.

Mei Wu, who was crying, flinched.

"Hahaha!" Zuo Huai'an burst into laughter again. "Silly boy! Don't you understand? She only pulled this escape plan after I discovered her true colors! This woman may look like a white lotus, but she's a vicious snake at heart!"

Nan Yi fell silent, ignoring Zuo Huai'an and staring directly at Mei Wu.

"You found a substitute? You gave her the fake face?" he asked quietly. "You killed the maids I sent to protect you to escape? You chopped off their heads? You even knocked Rong Gu unconscious?" His voice trembled slightly as he finished speaking.

Mei Wu dejectedly released her hands, tears streaming down her face: "I...I didn't hurt Rong Gu..."

The word "之" does not mention the preceding charges.

That's enough, that's enough.

The southern barbarians raised their heads and took a deep breath.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Pang Wan noticed that there seemed to be a glint of tears in his eyes.

"Right Envoy, drag this woman down from the hall and execute her by hanging according to the rules." The Southern Barbarian turned his head, his face now cold and expressionless.

"No!" Mei Wu's eyes widened in disbelief, and she let out a deafening scream.

"Xiao Yi! How could you do this to me? Don't you love me anymore, Xiao Yi! Have you forgotten the vows you made to me?" She stood up in a panic, trying to hug Nan Yi. "I risked my life to come back for you, Xiao Yi!"

"Who are you? I don't know you at all." Nan Yi pushed her away and walked into the hall without looking back.

Upon receiving the order, Shi Jueming stepped forward, grabbed the already exhausted Mei Wu, and dragged her away.

Zuo Huai'an laughed heartily and clapped his hands: "Well done! You are indeed my son!"

The Southern Barbarians ignored the others and walked straight to Pang Wan.

"Silly girl, why did you lift the veil? It's bad luck." He joked.

Although he was laughing, his whole body was trembling, like a bow stretched to its limit, ready to snap at the slightest bit of force.

Pang Wan looked back at him quietly, her eyes gradually filling with mist.

She knew his suffering.

There is no torture more painful than being deceived by the one you love.

"Senior brother..." A thousand words welled up in her heart, but she couldn't say anything. She could only blink and a tear fall, her nose and eyes reddening.

Nan Yi understood the unspoken words she spoke.

"Look, we're really in the same boat," he said self-deprecatingly, raising his thumb to wipe away her tears and suppressing the bitterness in his heart.

Pang Wan leaned into his arms, tears streaming down her face from heartache.

The matchmaker was stunned, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never seen a bride hug the groom and cry so bitterly before the wedding ceremony.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and continue!" Zuo Huai'an flicked his sleeve at the already stunned clap of hands.

"This marriage is not allowed!"

With a loud shout, a pale-faced patient entered the hall, supported by a maid.

Pang Wan, her eyes brimming with tears, was startled by the sound and burped, wondering if it was another Mei Wu.

Looking up, she was even more surprised to see Mei Wu arrive.