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Every move she made seemed designed to kill him, because only by killing him could she rush into the dungeon and release the Murong family members.

Every second is a matter of life and death!

I'm no longer willing to drag this out!

A chilling killing intent suddenly surged in Zhan Yu's eyes!

Whoosh—

Almost exhausted, Murong Ci felt a tearing pain in her shoulder as the Qingming Sword pierced through it and was forcefully pulled back. Murong Ci let out a shrill scream, her body jolted, and her black hair flew wildly in the night wind. She fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing crimson... covering the ground...

Zhan Yu stepped forward, pointing his sword at her brow, his eyes as cold and hard as iron. "Speak! Who exactly are you to the Murong family?!" She must have an extremely close relationship with the Murong family, otherwise she wouldn't be fighting so desperately!

Murong Ci lay on the ground, raising her head to look at the Azure Sword so close to her. Bright red blood gushed from her mouth. She didn't answer Zhan Yu's question, but trembled as she tried to stand up again. Unfortunately, her body, bleeding profusely, had no strength left. She seemed to need to grab onto something to support herself...

Her eyes held a hint of confusion...

She bit her lip hard, even to the point of biting it until it bled, and her hand trembled as she reached out and grasped Zhan Yu's sharp Azure Nether Sword...

Zhan Yu's body jolted! His pupils suddenly contracted!

He stared in disbelief at the once self-conscious seductive woman, who gripped his sword blade tightly, using it as support as she slowly rose to her feet. To his astonishment, he discovered that the alluring, watery gaze in her eyes had vanished, replaced by an unwavering resolve...

Is this... Meiji?

Blood dripped down the Green Destiny sword, drop by drop...

Murong Ci gripped the Qingming Sword tightly, using it as a support to slowly stand up. Her hands were cut by the blade and bled profusely, her long black hair disheveled beside her snow-white face...

She finally stood up unsteadily, covered in blood, and stood in front of Zhan Yu, but she held onto the small dagger in her hand until her death!

Zhan Yu stared at her in astonishment, "Mei Ji..."

"I am not Meiji—!!"

Just as she was about to bleed to death, Murong Ci suddenly mustered her last strength and pressed forward towards Zhan Yu. From her blood-soaked mouth came the words that had given her such courage.

"I am Murong Ci from Murong Manor!!"

She used her last, desperate strike!

Black-clad Zhan Yu reacted instinctively, pushing off with his feet and extending one hand to press down on Murong Ci's dagger. The Azure Nether Sword, as swift as lightning, slashed down towards Murong Ci's brow...

That sword strike was so powerful that it could have split her entire head open...

A strong wind rushed towards me, and my bones creaked and groaned under its powerful force...

In the blink of an eye, there is no turning back!

Murong Ci suddenly straightened up, because at the last moment, her crazed gaze was fixed on the murderous intent behind the Azure Nether Sword, and the madness dissipated, leaving behind a clear and tranquil peace...

There, there stands a plum tree, its blossoms swaying in the wind…

Snow-like plum blossoms floated in the night sky...like those scattered, tiny flowers...carefully sewn together from silk...

Tiny silk flowers!

She was once a stubborn fifteen-year-old girl, yearning for beauty, and what she most wanted but could never have... A beautiful face, tearful and radiant, appeared in her mind at that moment, so warm and sorrowful, so clear and familiar...

A burning pain shot through my heart...

I finally met him...

She finally saw again the face that had brought her to tears countless times in her dreams, the face that was destined to leave her with lifelong regret, a face from which she would never have the chance to heal her wounds...

The blade flashed mercilessly before my eyes...

A matter of life and death!

In the moment of embracing despair and death, as if in a dream, a cold tear slowly slid down Murong Ci's cheek, and she softly called out:

"mother……"

[Scarlet Nightmare Silk Tears]

Her mother was once the most famous courtesan at the Hongxiuzhao brothel. At that time, everyone in Yangzhou knew of the captivating beauty of Liu Susu, whose every glance and smile was enchanting and alluring—a smile that could topple cities and kingdoms...

Even if Liu Susu eventually reforms and becomes Concubine Liu of Murong Manor due to a momentary lapse in judgment by the Master of Murong Manor, how can this past in the world be so easily erased!

She's just a prostitute who sells her smiles!

The matriarch of Murong Manor has never acknowledged that Liu Susu is a member of the Murong family! Nor has she ever acknowledged that Murong Ci is a descendant of the Murong Manor.

Therefore, from the moment of her birth, Murong Ci's identity was not that of the high and mighty young lady of Murong Manor, but rather that of a lowly child born to a lowly prostitute.

She grew up alone in the most secluded backyard of Murong Manor from birth.

The only person who stayed by her side was her mother, the woman she despised and hated most in the world.

She never gave that woman a second glance. She looked down on that woman just like everyone else in Murong Manor. She despised and scorned that woman just like everyone else in Murong Manor.

Even if this woman is her mother.

She thought that by doing this, she could prove that she was different from this lowly woman, and that the people of Murong Manor would like her and treat her kindly.

Her name is Murong Ci, and her surname is also Murong!

In the entire manor, only two people were kind to her.