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In recent days, Feng Qingxue had been recuperating at home. When she heard from her confidant that Xie Qing had sealed off the entire Shunhe Gambling House, a bitter smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
The pearl-adorned phoenix crown shimmered brilliantly in the morning light. Tomorrow was not only her wedding day but also the auspicious day for the Eighth Princess to marry into the State of Chu.
She slowly picked up the phoenix crown and placed it on her head, but a trace of reluctant pain surfaced on her originally joyful face.
As night fell, Feng Qingxue reluctantly removed the phoenix crown and instead donned the necessary items to sneak into the palace.
"Sister-in-law, are you really going to do this?" Upon seeing Feng Qingxue in her room as agreed, Eighth Princess Xie Ni asked with some regret.
"Don't worry, I will be fine. The Three Cities ceded by Emperor Chu are nothing more than empty shells now. Even if I can't kill Emperor Chu this time, I will make sure to eliminate that Sixth Prince of Chu, Tuoba Mo, who plotted against my father and caused his unfortunate death on the battlefield," Feng Qingxue replied as she took out a prepared human skin mask and affixed it to her face. "I have instructed someone to impersonate me temporarily for tomorrow's wedding. You can take this opportunity to sneak out of the palace; there will be someone waiting for you outside," she said, tossing another mask into Xie Ni's hands.
"But what if my third brother risks coming to Chu after learning the truth? You know he has been deeply in love with you since childhood," she said anxiously as she looked at Feng Qingxue.
The idea of having Feng Qingxue help her escape from the palace was initially proposed by her, regardless of whether the State of Chu truly intended to seek peace.
She did not want to marry that treacherous man, Tuoba Mo, especially since she had heard that he was extremely ugly and never showed his true face.
Such a man was someone she absolutely could not marry.
In desperation, she could only ask Feng Leng, who had just returned victorious, for a plan. However, she did not expect that Feng Leng intended to disguise himself as her to assassinate Tuoba Mo.
"Whether to seek or not to seek, I believe Xie Qing knows his own measure." Although Feng Qingxue said this, her hand instinctively tightened.
She had already written a letter, intending to have it delivered to Xie Qing tomorrow when he realizes that the person marrying him is not her.
The next day, the city of Jiang Kingdom was filled with joy, adorned in red for ten miles. Xie Ni successfully sneaked out of the palace, while Feng Qingxue, after paying her respects at the altar, was escorted out of the capital by General Tang.
Everything was within her plan. Even when encountering Xiong Lin, disguised as a Mountain Bandit at the border between Jiang and Chu, she remained calm in dealing with it alongside General Tang.
At first, Feng Qingxue thought that Tuoba Mo had set a trap to heroically save her, hoping to change his unfavorable impression in Xie Ni's heart. However, the person who arrived was wearing a crescent white robe—Xie Qing.
"Xie Qing..." By the time Feng Qingxue came to her senses, a hidden weapon shot by Xie Qing had already pierced her chest.
The pain in her chest made her widen her eyes in shock as she tried to discern whether the approaching Xie Qing was merely someone disguised like her.
Her Xie Qing, who could barely wield a sword, how could he possibly harm anyone? Faced with those overly familiar eyes, Feng Qingxue trembled and silently denied it in her heart.
Since childhood, Xie Qing had watched her practice the Feng family's spear techniques under the scorching sun; he knew every move like the back of his hand.
In just a few exchanges, the long spear in Feng Qingxue's hand was effortlessly cut in two by him.
At that moment, Xie Qing's gaze remained as deep and gentle as ever, as if he were painting rather than trying to kill his most beloved person.
Faced with such an unexpected turn of events, even the battle-hardened Feng Qingxue could no longer remain as calm and composed as before.
The confusion and fear in her heart allowed Xie Qing to find a flaw, and with no mercy, he severed the tendons in her right hand with his long sword.
Tears of terror suddenly fell from her eyes. Just like the hidden weapon she encountered at Shunhe Gambling House, her vision began to blur. She struggled to widen her eyes to see Xie Qing approaching her like a ghost.
"Tell me, this isn't real," Feng Qingxue said hoarsely to the advancing Xie Qing, her crimson eyes seeming as if they would bleed.
Unexpectedly, Feng Leng did not evade his attack. A flicker of panic crossed Xie Qing's deep-set eyes. Even though he quickly withdrew his strike, he could not avoid leaving another wound on her.
Crimson blood spilled from Feng Leng's lips; for the first time in her life, she smiled more hideously than she cried.
She reached out to touch Xie Qing's face, which he could not dodge, and said, "Should I call you Xie Qing, or should I respectfully address you as Sixth Prince?"
Seeing Xie Qing's gaze suddenly sharpen, Feng Qingxue forced a bitter smile and said, "I never expected that the Sixth Prince could so brazenly pose as the Third Prince in Jiang Kingdom for twelve years. His intentions are truly terrifying."
It turned out that the one who loved her, the one she loved—Xie Qing—was merely a mirage created by Tuoba Mo to deceive her.
Slowly pulling the sword out of her body while suppressing her trembling form, Feng Qingxue then fell into the bottomless abyss behind her like a butterfly dancing in the wind.
"Feng Qingxue!" Accompanied by the howling wind, a voice that seemed dreamlike echoed in her ears.
Feng Leng slowly closed her eyes. The one she hated was now beyond her power to remove. The one she loved had never existed in this world…
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