You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

Meng Siya's fingers, gripping the dagger tightly, turned white from the force.

She didn't expect Ji Yongyan to be neither surprised nor to retaliate; he even reminisced about the past.

"Your Highness, you broke into my house in the dead of night just to watch me sleep?"

Meng Siya sneered and increased the pressure in her hand.

The rusty blade cut Ji Yongyan's skin, drawing out a bead of blood.

Still pretending?

Ignoring the pain in his neck, Ji Yongyan suddenly raised his hand and grasped the dagger.

It was a rusty dagger, full of nicks, which he held in his bare hand.

Fresh blood flowed down between her fingers and dripped onto the back of Meng Siya's hand; it was very hot.

"let go!"

Meng Siya's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously tried to pull back the dagger, but he gripped it tightly.

Ji Yongyan approached her, his eyes filled with a frenzied emotion.

"You haven't even changed the way you frown when you sleep."

"And this dagger, you were the one who told me to hide it in the secret compartment back then."

"You said the palace wasn't safe and you kept it for self-defense, is Ya Ya still going to lie to me?"

The smell of blood filled the air between the two.

Looking at his bloodied and mangled hands, and at the pleading persistence in his eyes, Meng Siya finally couldn't hold on any longer.

She'd had enough of putting on an act in front of the Empress Dowager, in front of Lin Daxiong, and in front of this man.

A soft chuckle escaped her throat.

Meng Siya loosened her grip on the knife hilt, and the blood-stained dagger clattered to the ground.

She no longer pretended to be timid and submissive; she leaned back against the headboard with a blank and cold gaze.

"Since Your Highness has recognized me, why put on this act of deep affection?"

She raised her hand and disgustedly wiped Ji Yongyan's blood off the back of her hand on the blanket, her tone indifferent.

"Yes, I am Ya Ya."

Upon hearing those four words, Ji Yongyan's body trembled and his eyes instantly reddened.

He trembled as he tried to hug her.

"Ya Ya! I knew it, I knew you weren't dead! I'm sorry, it was me..."

"Don't touch me!"

Meng Siya shouted sharply, her voice shrill.

She looked at the outstretched hand, her eyes filled with nausea and disgust.

"dirty."

One word froze Ji Yongyan in place.

"dirty?"

He stared at his hand in disbelief, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the word.

Meng Siya's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"If you've touched Shangguan Yun'er's hand, don't touch mine."

"Ji Yongyan, do you think that if I'm not dead, we can go back to the past?"

"Do you think that as long as you apologize a few times, I should be so grateful that I should jump into your arms?"

"I……"

Ji Yongyan opened his mouth, but found himself speechless.

Stop dreaming.

Meng Siya straightened up, her eyes, once full of love, now only filled with indifference.

"The Ya Ya who loved you is long dead."

"Die on that stormy night three years ago, die on the day you married Shangguan Yun'er for power, die the moment you personally drove her to the edge of a cliff!"

With each word she spoke, Ji Yongyan's face paled a little more.

Meng Siya pointed to her chest, where it was empty.

"I've crawled out of a mass grave."

"I've come back to take your life, Ji Yongyan, do you dare to take me?"

"I've come back to take your life," these words echoed in the bedchamber, making Ji Yongyan's eardrums buzz.

He looked at the woman in front of him, a woman who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Ya Ya used to be so kind that she wouldn't even step on an ant, and she would always make him osmanthus cake with a smile.

But now she is full of resentment and is ready to die together with others at any time.

He turned her into this.

He was overwhelmed by immense regret and pain, which almost suffocated him, but within this suffocation a twisted sense of relief arose.

Even if it's a vengeful ghost or someone seeking death.

As long as she is alive and still in his sight.

A muffled thud.

The Crown Prince of Great Xia knelt before his former lover on this rainy night.

He didn't care about the dignity of the crown prince, nor did he care about a man's pride.

He knelt on the bed, looking up at the vengeful ghost, his blood-stained hand clutching the hem of her clothes in a humble posture.

"I'll give it to you."

Ji Yongyan's voice was hoarse, but his tone was firm.

"Whose life do you want to take? Mine? Take it."

He picked up the dagger from the ground, handed the hilt to Meng Siya, and pointed the tip at his heart.

“As long as you don’t leave, as long as you don’t let this anger get the better of you, I, Ji Yongyan, would not be a man if I even flinched.”

Meng Siya gripped the dagger and looked at the man kneeling on the ground.

His eyes held no less madness than hers; they were both insane.

"Kill you?"

Meng Siya sneered, the tip of the knife slicing through his clothes and stopping at his heart.

"Killing you would be too easy for you. Besides, who will protect me and Sui Sui if you die? The Empress Dowager could chop us up and feed us to the dogs tomorrow."

She was very clear-headed.

She hated him, but she needed to live, needed power, and needed an accomplice.

The man in front of her was her best helper.

"What do you want?" Ji Yongyan asked eagerly. "Just tell me, as long as I have it."

"I want you to be used by me."

Meng Siya leaned down and used her fingers to lift Ji Yongyan's chin, forcing him to look at her.

The two were very close, their breaths mingling, but there was no romance, only calculation.

"Ji Yongyan, since you feel indebted to me, then spend the rest of your life repaying it."

Her fingertips slid down his cheek, finally resting on his Adam's apple and caressing it.

"Didn't you say that I was the love of your life?"

"Didn't you say you were willing to give up the position of crown prince for me?"

"Okay."

Meng Siya leaned close to his ear and whispered the most vicious words.

"Then help me first, kill Shangguan Yun'er's heart, how about it?"

Ji Yongyan's pupils contracted.

He killed Shangguan Yun'er's heart.

She was his wife in name only, the legitimate daughter of the Shangguan family, and the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty.

But what does it matter?

From the moment Ya Ya returned, he had no choice.

Ji Yongyan closed his eyes and nodded heavily.

"it is good."

He took Meng Siya's hand, which was resting on his throat, pressed his cheek against her palm, and kissed her.

"As long as you're happy, I'll do anything for you, even if it means tearing a hole in the sky of this great Xia dynasty, let alone her heart."

……

East Palace, Qingqiu Hall.

Although she was under house arrest, Shangguan Yun'er, having managed her affairs for many years, still had excellent information.

"What did you say?"

Shangguan Yun'er sat up from the soft couch, the teacup in her hand fell to the ground, and the tea splashed onto her skirt.

"Your Highness, Your Highness arranged for that vile woman to be placed in Tingyu Pavilion? And she's still there and hasn't come out yet?"

The kneeling palace maid trembled and said, "Yes, Your Majesty. Moreover, I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince even defied the Empress Dowager in public for that woman, and even threatened to abandon his position as Crown Prince."

"Bastard!"

Shangguan Yun'er was so angry that she trembled all over, and her makeup looked particularly ferocious.

"Tingyu Pavilion, that's a forbidden area! It was reserved for that dead man! How dare he let a widow who sells rouge live there? On what grounds?!"