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Chengyuan Palace is the residence of Puyi.
Now, she is no longer that dazzling white moonlight.
Liangqiu Hongxin would not harm me even a bit for her.
I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.
Yet my heart was tumultuous.
I hate Puyi, dislike Puyi, and envy Puyi.
Even though she has already been forgotten by Liangqiu Hongxin.
I still cannot forgive her.
Taking advantage of Liangqiu Hongxin being busy with state affairs, I brought Puyi to Wildcat Hill in the Suburbs of the Capital.
The cold wind howled, and wildcats cried mournfully.
"Sang Yi, why did you bring me here?"
"I warn you, the Emperor only favors me now. If you dare to..."
I was too lazy to waste words with her and untied the cloth strips binding her legs.
The wound on her leg had not healed yet.
As soon as the strips were undone, the smell of blood spread.
Wild cats were attracted, one after another coming towards me.
They were not docile Sick Cats; they were beasts that fed on carrion.
Puyi was so frightened that her face turned pale, tightly hugging my leg and wailing.
"Sang Yi, I was wrong, please spare me."
"Please, I beg you, spare me."
I let out a cold laugh and kicked her into the pit of corpses.
"Puyi, when you killed my Sick Cat, did it beg for mercy?"
"It was so well-behaved, always sickly, only eating a little bit."
"Are you even human? You actually poisoned it!"
"These wildcats are not house cats; they will devour you completely."
Puyi was filled with terror as she waved her arms, trying to drive the wildcats away.
Attracted by the smell of blood, the wildcats ignored her attempts to shoo them off.
They pounced on her, tearing away chunks of flesh.
Puyi's screams echoed across Wildcat Hill.
I turned and walked away, feeling no emotion.
19
When I returned, Liangqiu Hongxin was waiting for me in the palace.
Our eyes met.
He must know that I was the one who killed Puyi.
I chuckled softly and sat down in a chair to drink tea.
"What a pity, I didn't bring back Puyi's whole body."
"She was left with nothing but a skeleton, oh no, and one arm."
"Her legs were completely eaten by the wild cats."
"Guess what she shouted before she died?"
"She called your name, Liang, Qiu, Hong, Xin!"
"Shut up!"
He stood up and walked towards me.
I looked up at him, my eyes filled with mocking laughter.
"What? Are you feeling sorry?"
"Didn't you say? You only like Puyi."
"Weren't you going to make her the queen?"
"She's dead, why aren't you sad at all?"
"Didn't you say you would fulfill all her wishes?"
I chatter endlessly, every word revolving around Puyi.
I want him to feel pain, to regret, to never forget me for the rest of his life.
Even if I die, I want to embed a thorn in his heart.
"Sang Yi, you are right; Puyi deserves it."
He crouched down and held my hand.
His palm was full of sweat, yet his tone was incredibly calm.
"As long as you are happy, I will do anything for you."
"If you don't want to see me, I can leave."
I stared at him in a daze.
Once upon a time, he had said similar words.
"Sang Yi, I will take good care of you. As long as I live, I won't let you suffer even the slightest grievance."
How ridiculous.
Men can be so selfish.
To please someone else, they can abandon their previous promises.
It's truly disgusting.
I picked up the teacup and smashed it against his head.
Blood mixed with tea leaves flowed down.
Yet he didn't even furrow his brow.
"Get lost!"
"You get lost!"
"I'd be happy if you left."
"Get lost!"
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