The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

The two masters returned to the Guanyin Temple, and Que'er and Zhuiyu hurried to clean up the mess on the ground.

Que'er: "Hey, your Highness's mouth is getting more and more talkative."

"I still remember that he used to be a real vicious-tongued devil. Look how happy he made the girl now."

Zhui Yu was somewhat smug: "This is called meeting the right person."

"Perhaps, if our prince could have grown up like a normal child under the Imperial Concubine's wing, he wouldn't have become the cruel person he later became."

"Is this really the nature of Your Highness?"

Que'er: "So does the girl."

"The girl always looked worried, rarely cried, and even less so laughed. I always felt like she lacked a bit of life."

"It was as if she had an obsession in her heart to push all those who bullied her in that mansion into eternal damnation."

"In fact, everything the girl did was just to protect herself and the people she cherished."

"But now there is another prince, and those people have received the punishment they deserve. The girl will cry and laugh loudly again."

"Every time I see them holding hands and facing all kinds of difficulties together, I know that the girl will never be alone again."

"Although the girl is very capable now, I feel sad that no one protects her."

"The girl continues to be busy every day and no longer cares about the fate of those people in the past or whether they live or die."

"But I always feel that she only completely escaped from the quagmire of her life being swapped after she woke up a year ago."

Zhui Yu: "From now on, the two of them have someone to walk with, and they will no longer be as lonely as before."

Que'er: "Hmm."

Looking at the little girl nodding her head beside him, Zhui Yu felt warm in his heart.

Actually, he is too.

Xie Huaiyuan and Zong Zheng Zhiyuan searched the entire Ningyuan Temple.

Sure enough, apart from the two of them, there was no other sign of life in the entire temple.

They were literally sealed away in this temple.

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan recalled that apart from the bloody meat on the table and the wild vegetables in the pot, there was nothing else to eat in this temple.

Unable to withstand the hunger, cold and fear, Xie Huaiyuan rushed to the kitchen first, ready to have a big meal.

However, when they arrived at the kitchen, there were no pheasants or rabbits.

Even the wild vegetable soup in the pot is gone!

But the stove hole is clearly still warm!

"No, it's gone. Everything is gone!"

"It must be her doing again. Zong Zheng Qingyue is trying to force us to death—"

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and rushed towards the Guanyin Temple.

Arriving at the Guanyin Temple, she pointed at the Guanyin statue and started cursing, "Zongzheng Qingyue, I know it's you!"

"You want to kill me and Brother Huaiyuan. You want revenge, right?"

"But since you've been dead for nineteen years, why do you have to do this now?"

"Can't you just let us go?"

Xie Huaiyuan caught up with him.

Looking at the empty palace with no response, he climbed up to the altar as if possessed.

He walked behind the Buddha statue and saw that there was nothing behind it. He suddenly laughed out loud.

"Yue'er, I know you can't let me go, right?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have killed so many people. You just scared me, but didn't hurt me."

Xie Huaiyuan stared at the statue of Guanyin in fascination and reached out to touch Guanyin's face.

Unfortunately, the statue of Guanyin was as high as the roof, and he couldn't reach it even if he stood on tiptoe.

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan became even more furious upon seeing this scene: "Xie Huaiyuan, are you crazy?"

"Even if that's Zong Zheng Qingyue's face, she's still Guanyin!"

"Look at you, you're like a madman!"

"Why don't you get off!"

Xie Huaiyuan kicked over all the offerings nearby.

Then he actually sat down on the spot.

He sat cross-legged in meditation and said coldly, "Crazy?"

"So what if I'm crazy?"

"I've been imprisoned in this Ningyuan Temple for over twenty years. I can't go crazy, right? Shouldn't I go crazy?"

"Since Yue'er insists on scaring us, I'll just sit here and let her kill or chop me up as she pleases."

"As long as she's happy, I'll accept it even if I starve to death on this altar."

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan then understood that although Xie Huaiyuan was a selfish villain, the one he loved most in his heart was Zong Zheng Qingyue.

She gave a sad self-deprecating smile.

He just asked, "You said you were imprisoned in this Ningyuan Temple?"

"Brother Huaiyuan, what on earth is going on?"

Now that it has come to this, Xie Huaiyuan has nothing to hide anymore.

"Back then, for the Xie family, I personally sent her to that man's bed."

"And in order to maintain her innocence, she shouted on the spot that she wanted to go to Daliang to marry and become a princess."

"Afterwards, in order to avenge me, she personally asked that person for an imperial decree, ordering me, Xie Huaiyuan, the eldest son of the Xie family, to become a monk at Ningyuan Temple."

"You are not allowed to step out of Ningyuan Temple for the rest of your life."

"She was sent to Daliang, and I was stuck in one place for the rest of my life."

"If anyone disobeys, the entire Xie family will be beheaded because of me!"

"Now, do you understand?"

"The person she hates the most is me. Not you, Zong Zheng Zhiyuan."

"In her heart, you are her sister after all."

"Even though you did a lot of things to frame her, she still left you a little wiggle room."

"Instead, you—"

"Even if she went to Daliang, you didn't intend to let her go, did you?"

"I deserved what happened to me."

"But what about you? Zongzheng Zhiyuan, is this your end today?"

As soon as Xie Huaiyuan finished speaking, a curtain fell from the beam and unfolded.

The curtains were still hanging on the beams, fluttering in the wind.

But the big blood-red words on it clearly read: Only one person can walk out of Ningyuan Temple alive.

A person?

Walk out of Ningyuan Temple alive?

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan and Xie Huaiyuan looked at each other instantly.

When exactly was this curtain hung there?

Is it really the ghost of General Political Department Qingyue?

Before Zong Zheng Zhiyuan could react, Xie Huaiyuan had already jumped down and stretched out his hand to pounce on Zong Zheng Zhiyuan.

"In that case, go to hell!"

"I don't want to be trapped here anymore."

"I want to go down the mountain, too."

"I also want to go back to the mortal world and take a look."

"I just want to live a normal life—"

"Yuan'er, don't you love me very much?"

"Just fulfill my wish."

"I promise you, I will visit Changning more often in the future."

"She is our daughter. If I can return to the Xie family, I will definitely return all the kindness I have shown her and make it up to her."

"Let me live, let me live!"

"Zongzheng Zhiyuan, go to hell—"

Zong Zheng Zhiyuan's strength was not as good as Xie Huaiyuan's.

She struggled violently at first.

But after listening to what Xie Huaiyuan said, she gradually stopped resisting.

Just when her face had completely turned red like liver and her breath was almost cut off, a voice of "Mom" suddenly came from the door.

"Mother--"

Princess Changning stood at the door in panic and disbelief.

Behind her were her husband and a group of servants from the princess's mansion.

Not only that, the dozen or so missing guards also appeared behind her at this moment.

They all had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.

There was also a lot of noise on the other side.

Following a loud 'boom' sound.

A group of people pushed open the side door.

It turned out to be a group of people vying to look inside!

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in the Guanyin Hall, and suddenly there was no sound.