She was buried alive at the start, but she's determined to smash her ex-husband's head in

Zhao Huarong walked forward with a smile, her gait languid and elegant. Behind her followed a group of guards, the leader of whom was leading a fierce black dog.

Even in the dim moonlight, the hair ornaments on her head shone brightly, a testament to the princess's deep favor with His Majesty; otherwise, she would not be appearing at this desolate place at the foot of the northern mountain.

Her gaze was intensely oppressive, and Xu Hanzhang broke out in a cold sweat but could only pretend to remain calm.

"Why has the princess come here? Don't let this filthy place soil your shoes."

"You haven't answered my question yet." Zhao Huarong drew her servant's sword, looked down at Xu Hanzhang, and used the sword to lift his chin.

Wow! What a handsome face, so pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately, he's not very obedient.

The cold blade pressed against Xu Hanzhang's chin. If he wasn't careful, he would probably end up like the two people he had killed, his blood splattering on the spot.

He worked so hard to get to where he is today, even sacrificing Yun Ciwan; he absolutely cannot afford to make a single wrong move!

"My wife passed away from a serious illness. I came to mourn her, but unexpectedly discovered two tomb robbers." Xu Hanzhang looked at Zhao Huarong with tears in his eyes, speaking sincerely. "After bravely killing the robbers, I was just about to check if my deceased wife's body was damaged when the princess arrived."

It's unclear which of his words amused Zhao Huarong, but she dropped her sword, squatted down, and couldn't stop laughing as she looked at Xu Hanzhang.

The laughter echoing through the mountains was chilling. Xu Hanzhang almost pinched his palms until they bled before managing a tender smile, looking at the other person with a mixture of pain and apology.

Zhao Huarong: "So that's how it is. I misunderstood Xu Lang. I thought you were just going through the motions and trying to fake her death to escape my notice."

Xu Hanzhang's expression almost gave him away, because Zhao Huarong's back was soaked with sweat from her words.

Now, he didn't know whether to be glad that Yun Ciwan was really dead and that Zhao Huarong hadn't found any fault with her, or to be terrified of the deep cunning of the person in front of him.

He had initially thought Zhao Huarong would be easy to manipulate...

"How could that be? I would never disobey the princess's orders."

"It better be this way."

Zhao Huarong snorted and stood up, looking at the dark coffin, a slow smile curving her lips.

It's good that he's dead.

She waved her hand, signaling her men to seal the coffin. Xu Hanzhang stood to the side, his heart aching as if ants were gnawing at it, but he didn't utter a single word.

Zhao Huarong's men acted quickly, swinging their hammers and striking the coffin repeatedly until it was sealed again.

The black dog sat on the ground, panting and sticking out its tongue. Xu Hanzhang moved away in disgust, but the moment Zhao Huarong turned around, she immediately put on her favorite gentle and refined expression.

Lin Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief; her memory was indeed correct.

At the same time in her previous life, Xu Hanzhang came to the foot of Beishan Mountain to look for her for some reason. She was sick because she had been frightened the day before and was recuperating at a nearby farmer's house. When she saw Xu Hanzhang, she rushed up to him and asked him why he had killed her.

As a result, Zhao Huarong appeared.

Her nightmare began from that moment...

"Woof woof woof!!!" The big black dog suddenly barked fiercely in the direction of Lin Qingwei in the darkness.

At this moment, Lin Qingwei, regaining her senses, finally saw clearly what the dark mass beside Zhao Huarong was. Physical fear made her immediately forget to breathe, and she almost fainted.

The pain of being bitten was still vivid in her mind. The black dog's sharp teeth and the fishy smell of saliva made her tremble uncontrollably, and her breathing became disordered and rapid, as if someone was choking her.

The sound of flesh being torn apart overlapped with the barking of the black dog. Her mind went blank, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

Of course she was scared! How could she not be scared? In her previous life, she was bitten to death by Zhao Huarong's black dog. The black dog gnawed away at her flesh bit by bit, and she could clearly feel its teeth scraping against her bones.

She would never forget that fear for the rest of her life.

"Xuan Ying? What have you discovered?" Zhao Huarong immediately looked around warily, and her men drew their swords to protect her.

The black dog kept barking, only towards the direction where Lin Qingwei was hiding. Zhao Huarong glanced at it and saw only the place hidden by dense trees. There was nothing wrong with it, but she trusted the black dog, so she had the person holding the black dog loosen the rope around its neck.

Almost instantly, the black dog barked and charged at Lin Qingwei.

Lin Qingwei's legs felt like they were filled with lead, unable to move an inch. She stood frozen in place, watching the terrifying black shadow get closer and closer to her.

The pain of being bitten returned, and she could barely breathe.

At that moment, someone stood in front of her, shielding her completely, not even a single hair showing.

Pei Zhaoan kicked the black dog away, and the dog let out a painful cry. Zhao Huarong strode forward angrily, picked up her sword and was about to strike, but when she saw who was in front of her, she was so shocked that she staggered a few steps. Her initial composure was completely gone, and she appeared extremely flustered and frightened.

"What, what's the Grand Secretary doing here?"

Pei Zhaoan glanced at her coldly: "If Your Highness, a woman of noble birth, can come here, why can't I?"

His gaze toward Xu Hanzhang was icy, filled with undisguised disgust: "Oh, Lord Xu is here too. You two have certainly chosen a good place for your rendezvous."

Xu Hanzhang caught a glimpse of Yun Ciwan's coffin out of the corner of his eye, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"You flatter me, Your Excellency. My encounter with the princess was purely by chance."

"hehe."

The mocking laughter was grating, but Zhao Huarong dared not say anything more. She immediately grabbed the black dog's leash and apologized to Pei Zhaoan.

"Please forgive me, Your Excellency. That beast is inhuman and almost hurt you. I hope you can forgive it!"

Pei Zhaoan sensed Lin Qingwei still trembling behind him and said to Zhao Huarong, "Since they are inhuman, there's no point in keeping them alive. Let's just kill them."

"Huh?" Zhao Huarong looked at Pei Zhaoan with her mouth slightly open, at a loss. She was just saying it casually.

Xuan Ying has been with her for many years and listens to her the most. She usually dotes on it very much. She not only built a special house for it, but also hired a special animal trainer to take care of it.

Once upon a time, there was a lazy palace maid who forgot to feed Xuan Ying. When Xuan Ying found out, she immediately killed the maid, chopped her up, and gave the chopped-up food to Xuan Ying.

To Zhao Huarong, Xuan Ying was like family!

"The princess is unwilling?"

The voice sounded like a vengeful ghost crawling out of the underworld, eerie and chilling, giving one goosebumps and a feeling of utter dread.

Zhao Huarong was grinding her teeth to powder, but she dared not utter a single word of dissent in front of Pei Zhaoan.

This person's identity is not simple; he is not someone I can afford to offend. My father's favor towards him is unparalleled, and there are even rumors that he is actually my father's illegitimate son...