It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

"What a cruel heart, to abandon even one's own flesh and blood so easily."

Hearing this, Su Wanyu gradually understood the whole story: "So, it has always been you who has been stirring up discord behind the scenes."

Qin Nianxi sneered: "Even if it was really me who was spreading rumors behind their backs, so what? They are stupid to begin with. Even without me, they would not have a good ending. All of this is their own fault."

Su Wanyu's eyelids drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes were like two small fans, hiding the complex emotions in her eyes.

"Mother is very thoughtful. She has already made arrangements to pave a secret path for us to escape. She did not abandon us."

His words revealed his deep understanding and longing for his mother.

Qin Nianxi's body shook, as if she was hit by the sudden truth, and she stood there in a daze.

"Yes, I really didn't expect that my mother could plan such a thorough strategy. Otherwise, you might have already disappeared from the world, and we would not be able to meet again here and now."

"With incredible wisdom and courage, she hid you in an unknown corner, making me search for you in vain for many years. You and your brother, a pair of troublemakers, always survived the most dangerous moments, as if fate favored you."

There was a hint of reproach, a hint of doting, and a hint of barely perceptible pride in his words.

"In this lifeless place, I often fantasize that if I die, I can travel back to the world where we once laughed together. There, it is colorful, and every place is the beginning of a story, not the end. There, if I don't like someone, I only need a look or a warning, and they will be silent, obeying my wishes with tears in their eyes. It's nothing like here, where life and death fights are fought at any time, and blood is dripping."

Her voice floats gently, bringing out her infinite yearning for the free life in the past.

"Have you ever thought that maybe when you're dead, you're dead. All your dreams and desires will eventually turn into nothingness, with no way back?"

Su Wanyu's voice was soft but revealed a power that could not be ignored, trying to break Qin Nianxi's unrealistic fantasy.

Qin Nianxi's eyes tightened instantly. Those words were like a thin needle piercing her heart, causing her so much pain that she almost suffocated.

"No, this is impossible! Your mother was determined to seek death as a way to return, why can't I be an exception?"

Su Wanyu lowered her eyes, and every word seemed to be carefully considered: "My mother has passed away. Her remains lie quietly in the imperial mausoleum, silently telling the past. If you don't believe it, you can go and see for yourself. Under the cold stone tablet lies the true separation."

"She is really, really gone from us!"

The emphasized tone carried an indescribable sadness.

As for Qin Nianxi's thoughts about the afterlife, she added coldly: "If you think that the soul can return to its homeland after death, you might as well think about it. Once the soul dies, the soul may just drift around and have nowhere to rest. If you are not satisfied, you can go and find out the truth at this time tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she left resolutely, with unquestionable determination in her back, moving away from this hopeless place step by step.

Qin Nianxi chewed on her words again and again, muttering to herself, as if trying to convince herself: "No, absolutely impossible. I still have plenty of chances. As long as I open my eyes again, I will still be me, the me who will not give up easily."

Su Wanyu did not look back, but walked firmly towards the exit of the dungeon, leaving Qin Nianxi with an increasingly blurred back.

Qin Nianxi held onto the iron bars tightly and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Wait a minute, I won't die! I will never die like this!"

But her cries were ultimately swallowed up by the cold, hard air.

The next day, after a night of painful struggle, Qin Nianxi was dragged to the execution ground with empty eyes.

Emperor Xuan's orders were swift and harsh, leaving no room for leeway.

On the execution ground, five horses stood tall with their heads held high. They were strong and powerful, and were about to carry out an extremely cruel task - to dismember the body and scatter the soul.

Qin Nianxi looked at the horses ready to go and felt a chill in her heart.

Although she kept comforting herself that death was just a journey across a border, deep in her heart, fear surged like a tide.

The pain of being torn apart alive is a hundred times more horrific than anyone could imagine.

In comparison, jumping off a cliff to die can at least avoid this indescribable torture.

Just as she was beginning to feel the urge to escape, she caught a glimpse of the sharp blade on the guard's waist out of the corner of her eye. However, everything was within Su Wanyu's expectations, and the strict vigilance made it difficult for her to move.

A guard kicked her in the back impatiently and yelled, "Go!"

Qin Nianxi staggered a few steps and almost fell.

The rope suddenly tightened and she was forced to keep up with the team, with every step accompanied by excruciating pain.

Because the execution was too cruel, even Emperor Xuan and Su Wanyu were unwilling to witness it in person, and only sent Eunuch Jiang to supervise the matter.

Eunuch Jiang had a solemn look on his face and signaled his men to secure Qin Nianxi firmly on the horse's back.

Soon, with an order, the horses ran away in all directions, and Qin Nianxi's body was brutally pulled apart in an instant, with heart-wrenching pain coming from her wrists, neck, and ankles.

In the distance, Su Wanyu leisurely waved her folding fan and asked Siqi beside her: "How is the matter with Concubine Pei being handled?"

Siqi replied respectfully, "Everything was carried out according to your Highness' instructions, without any mistakes."

"very good."

Su Wanyu opened her red lips slightly, and a hint of cold determination flashed across her eyes.

Qin Nianxi’s words last night made her realize that even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she could not give Concubine Pei any chance to escape.

If death is her relief, then she must ensure that Concubine Pei can neither live nor die peacefully.

Late at night, Qin Nianxi woke up in severe pain, confused and frightened: "I... I'm still alive?"

The surroundings were still in the dark and damp dungeon, and the pain in her body was almost overwhelming her.

She raised her head with difficulty and was shocked to find that her limbs were missing.

"How is that possible? I should be dead!"

Fear lingers like a poisonous snake in my heart.

She miraculously survived the brutal torture!

"No! No! Let me die! Let me die!"

Qin Nianxi wailed in despair and pain. Now, she was like a doll that had been deprived of its hands and feet, with only its head and torso connected. Her life was worse than death.

It turned out that on the execution ground, when she fainted due to severe pain, the horses stopped pulling, the executioner removed her limbs, and the imperial physician quickly took measures to stop her bleeding, saving her a glimmer of hope.

The outside world thought that she had been sentenced to death, but little did they know that she was now imprisoned in this dungeon without seeing the sun, and had become a living dead.

"Su Wanyu! Why don't you just let me die!"

Qin Nianxi screamed with the last bit of her strength, her whole body shaking violently with pain.

It was her words the night before that triggered Su Wanyu's vigilance. She wanted to take the opportunity to show off, but she never expected to bring endless suffering upon herself.