Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

"You think you are destined to be extraordinary, so you work hard and seize every opportunity to climb up. After you become rich, you show some self-righteous kindness to a lowly slave like me, thinking that I will be grateful and indebted to you, look up to you, and worship you..."

"But, that's just your self-righteousness. I have my own life and my own pursuits..."

"And now all of this has been ruined by you..."

“Jiang Minmin, I really don’t know, what qualifications do you have to look down on me?”

The voice in her ears became more and more ethereal. Li'er recalled the time she and Ruo'er had spent together. She remembered the fear and panic she felt when she first arrived, and how Ruo'er had helped her many times. All the warmth and touches she felt filled her heart at this moment.

She was unwilling to die like this, but she still didn't understand why Ruoer wanted to kill her. She wanted to ask Ruoer why she was so cruel. She had done nothing wrong. She was helping Ruoer change her fate.

But she no longer had a chance, her blood had been drained and her life was about to end.

In the end, Li'er died with hatred in her heart, her eyes still wide open, as if accusing her of the unwillingness and injustice in her heart.

Lying in a pool of blood, her body gradually became cold, but Ruo'er didn't care at all. She slowly wiped the blood off the gold hairpin and murmured: "Sister, I soiled the gold hairpin you gave me..."

She used a clean corner of her dress to carefully wipe the blood off the hairpin over and over again.

Sister... Actually, I really want to meet you...

You are so nice to a strange dancer, what would happen if you knew that I am your biological sister?

Will it be better for me?

Forget it, my mother won’t let me, and I don’t have any chance anymore, so I’d better not implicate you.

In this world, the difference in family background is a huge mountain that can crush ordinary people. If my sister's identity is in doubt, I'm afraid she will be criticized...

Ruoer wiped the golden hairpin clean, turned around and left, leaving Jiang Minmin lying alone on the cold ground.

Ruo'er walked slowly to the palace door, and when she opened it, she was faced with a shadow.

She raised her eyes and saw Yang Yiyi and a group of servants blocking the door. They were aggressive and had bad intentions. It seemed that she would be in trouble if she didn't die today.

However, it came at just the right time.

The moment Yang Yiyi saw her, her expression changed rapidly and she cursed: "Bitch, you are dead...Ahhhh!! Blood! So much blood!"

Everyone followed the line of sight and slowly moved down, and saw that Ruo'er's white dress had now been stained red with blood, and the original color was almost unrecognizable. For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Yang Yiyi also widened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her with horror.

The next moment, Ruo'er suddenly raised her hand and stabbed the golden hairpin in her hand into Yang Yiyi's neck with lightning speed!

“Ahhhhh!!!” A sharp scream rang out, cutting through the air and piercing the eardrums.

Unfortunately, Yang Yiyi was worthy of being the daughter of a general. She was agile and avoided the vital points in an instant, leaving only a bright red blood mark on her neck from the tip of the golden hairpin.

Ruo'er's eyes turned cold, and the golden hairpin in her hand quickly turned over, scratching across Yang Yiyi's delicate cheek, leaving a string of bright red blood!

"Ahhhh!!! My face!!! Bitch! Bitch! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Kill this audacious bitch for me!" Yang Yiyi covered her injured cheek and roared angrily.

The servants standing by had already been stunned, and only now did they come to their senses as if awakened from a dream, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Hearing Yang Yiyi's scream, they reacted immediately and swarmed towards Ruoer, trying to subdue her.

At the moment they took action, Ruo'er had already stabbed the golden hairpin into her own throat!

Rather than being caught and tortured by Yang Yiyi and struggling to survive, it is better to choose to commit suicide.

It's a pity that she didn't get to see Shijiu Lang for the last time...

And mother, brother...

The world fell into a haze, and in a trance, she seemed to see another self.

She saw herself wearing gorgeous clothes, with pearls, jade and gold hairpins on her head, her face filled with a happy smile, and she was with her beloved Shijiulang. They held hands, their eyes full of love.

Ruo'er was confused, what was this?

A hallucination before death?

That would be wonderful.

Ruo'er's throat was pierced by the golden hairpin, and blood gushed out and flowed all over the ground. She felt her life gradually slipping away, but the hallucinations before her eyes became clearer and clearer.

She saw that she met Shijiulang because she looked similar to her elder sister. The two of them gradually became closer. She expressed her feelings to Shijiulang, and Shijiulang also had feelings for her, so he redeemed her and made her his concubine.

Even though she was just a concubine, Shijiulang treated her very well, and his later wife did not make things difficult for her.

Being able to be with her loved one, Ruoer is filled with happiness and joy every day.

Later, when she had a child, Shijiulang liked her even more and often came to her room to accompany her and the child.

At the last moment of her life, Ruoer smiled as she looked at the happy picture of herself and Shijiulang and let go of her obsession.

At the moment Ruo'er committed suicide, everyone was stunned. They watched her fall to the ground with blood foam flowing out of her throat.

After a few breaths, a servant quickly squatted down and put his hand into her nose. There was no breath. He then felt for her pulse, but there was none either. He immediately reported to Yang Yiyi, "Girl, she is dead."

Yang Yiyi flew into a rage after hearing this, "Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!"

How dare you hurt her!

It also hurt her face!

What will she do in the future?!

Will my cousin dislike me?

Even though the person was dead, Yang Yiyi was still not satisfied. She kicked the corpse several times, her eyes full of hatred, and she ordered the servants harshly: "Scrape this bitch's face!"

Aren't you going to be a substitute?

I'll shave your face so that you can be an ugly ghost even when you die!

Yang Yiyi touched the narrow bloodstain on her face again, feeling shocked and angry, and shouted: "Go get a mirror!"

Someone immediately went to get a mirror, carefully lifted it up and placed it in front of Yang Yiyi. Yang Yiyi saw herself in the mirror and saw a deep blood mark on her face that disfigured her. She immediately flew into a rage and started cursing, her emotions out of control terribly.

"Bitch! Bitch!"

Her eyes were filled with rage, as if she wanted to burn everything in front of her, and her voice was sharp and piercing, full of anger and hatred.

"Ah!" Yang Yiyi screamed, her hands tightly grasping the mirror as if she wanted to crush it.

Her body was shaking, tears were streaming down her cheeks, and anger made her lose her mind. She began to attack everything around her frantically, smashed the mirror, and started kicking and kicking randomly.

"What should I do? What should I do? My face!" Yang Yiyi's voice was full of despair and helplessness.

She knew very well that her cousin was a looker, otherwise he would not be obsessed with Luo Qin. Now that her appearance was ruined, could her cousin still like her?

Yang Yiyi glanced at the people around her fiercely and cursed: "It's all because of you useless bastards that she ruined my face!"

All the servants knelt down and begged for mercy, trembling with fear. "Girl, please spare me! Girl, please spare me!"

"A bunch of rubbish, they can't even stop a woman!"

"I want her to be torn into pieces!" Yang Yiyi pointed at the corpse on the ground, her sharp voice full of hatred. Her body was trembling with extreme anger. Tears, sweat and blood mixed together, making her look even more miserable.

Yang Yiyi's out-of-control emotions scared the people around her. They knew that the girl was domineering, and now it was even more terrifying. What should they do in the future?