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

Thinking of this, Zhao Huarong had no choice but to abandon Xuan Ying, no matter how unwilling she was.

The Emperor had only two sons: her elder brother, Crown Prince Zhao Hongjia, and the Consort's son, Zhao Yuanshuo. The two had been vying for power for many years, and it was still uncertain who would emerge victorious.

In recent years, Pei Zhao'an has become increasingly favored by his father, the Emperor. The rumors may not be true, but they cannot be completely disregarded...

“There is no reluctance. This beast almost injured the Grand Secretary. It is only right to kill him.”

With tears in her eyes and gritted teeth, Zhao Huarong stabbed the black dog to death with her sword. The mournful and long cry echoed through the valley, which was extremely eerie. Blood splattered all over her body, and her originally gorgeous dress became a mess.

Xu Hanzhang's gaze shifted back and forth between the two. He never expected that Pei Zhaoan could make Zhao Huarong, who was always arrogant and domineering, so fearful.

Ah Wan seems to have some connection with this person, what a pity.

He glanced at Pei Zhaoan again and suddenly noticed a shadow behind Pei Zhaoan.

Just as Xu Hanzhang was about to get a closer look, Pei Zhaoan stepped aside, completely blocking his view, staring at him with cold eyes and a hint of murderous intent.

Xu Hanzhang clearly felt the inexplicable yet incredibly real killing intent. He immediately lowered his head respectfully and took a few steps back behind Zhao Huarong.

"I hope that you will not tell Father Emperor and Mother Emperor about what happened tonight!" Zhao Huarong looked at Pei Zhaoan earnestly.

Pei Zhaoan: "If the princess does not return to the palace by now, I'm afraid His Majesty will find out before I even report to him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huarong's face turned as white as paper. After hastily bowing to Pei Zhao'an, she didn't even have time to deal with Xuan Ying's body before rushing back with her guards.

Xu Hanzhang had a feeling that someone was hiding behind Pei Zhaoan, but he didn't dare to look and left with Zhao Huarong.

After everyone had left, Lin Qingwei finally felt she could breathe again. She stared blankly at Xuan Ying, who was no longer breathing, on the ground, and couldn't recover for a long time.

She thought that, given a second chance at life, she would be stronger and braver, able to calmly take revenge in her own way and reclaim everything that was rightfully hers. But today, she realizes just how utterly powerless she is...

This can't happen! She must become stronger to prevent this from happening again. Relying solely on her past life's memories and the ability to foresee the future is not enough.

There's no use wallowing in self-pity or wallowing in fear and regret now. She acknowledges her impulsiveness and incompetence this time, but there must never be a next time.

Next time, no one will appear by such coincidence again. Relying on anyone else is useless; only yourself is truly trustworthy.

"Are you scared stiff?" Pei Zhaoan bent his finger and tapped her on the head.

Lin Qingwei calmly shook her head: "Not now."

She noticed that the two were too close, so she took a step back and said, "Thank you for saving me, Lord Pei."

After saying that, she was about to leave when Pei Zhaoan grabbed her arm angrily, his voice cold and tinged with anger.

"that's it?"

"What does Lord Pei want?" Lin Qingwei asked, puzzled.

She said, "I will definitely complete the tasks assigned by the adults, and I will get you what you want, so you don't need to worry."

"That's not what I meant." Pei Zhaoan frowned impatiently, looking even fiercer.

Lin Qingwei was confused. Last night, Pei Zhaoan promised to help her return to the capital with a new identity, and she had to use her identity as the eldest daughter of the Lin family to obtain the evidence of Prince Duan's embezzlement from Lin Zhengwen.

Is there anything else besides that?

Lin Qingwei disliked beating around the bush and asked directly, "What are you talking about, sir?"

Pei Zhaoan felt as if a huge rock was lodged in his chest. Seeing Lin Qingwei's earnest and inquisitive expression, he became even angrier. He snorted, turned his head away, and said, "It's nothing."

"Oh, Chunqi is still waiting for me at Tianxiang Tower. Since there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

He turned and left without a second thought, quickly disappearing from Pei Zhaoan's sight.

Pei Zhaoan watched her departing figure, feeling as if he were about to merge into the boundless darkness. His eyes grew cold, devoid of any warmth, and he stood alone in the night, exuding a sense of desolation.

Lin Qingwei, who had just stepped out of the woods, suddenly felt that her actions were a bit inappropriate. The young master who helped her pick up the pearl was saddened because she hadn't given him a thank you, but Pei Zhaoan, who had saved her life, only said thank you. Wasn't she being too unfair to him?

Although Lin Qingwei felt that Pei Zhaoan probably didn't care about these things, she still went back.

Fortunately, Pei Zhaoan did not leave and remained standing there lost in thought.

"Um, I forgot something." Lin Qingwei jogged over, still panting.

Pei Zhaoan was clearly surprised, and a rare, vivid expression of astonishment appeared on his face. His previously drooping eyes immediately lifted as he stared at Lin Qingwei.

She took out a small, exquisite-looking but somewhat old brocade pouch from her sleeve: "Thank you for saving me, sir. This pouch contains a good luck charm that my mother obtained for me. I'm giving it to you."

Pei Zhaoan was the first person to help her after her rebirth. Although he had a dark secret and was an extremely dangerous person who should never be approached, at this moment, Lin Qingwei truly hoped that he could live a peaceful life and not be framed and torn apart like in her previous life.

"A gift for me?" Pei Zhaoan reached out and took the brocade pouch with both hands, like a child who had received candy. An unexpected look of surprise and delight appeared on his usually cold face.

"Yes, it works very well."

Xia An couldn't understand why the Grand Master had rushed back in the middle of the night, not only without sleeping, but also wanted him to wake up everyone in the manor and gather them in the courtyard.

Even Qiu Sui and Dong Xi, who were on a mission, were sent back immediately by secret message.

Pei Zhao'an walked past everyone with his head held high. Everyone else was so sleepy that they could barely keep their eyes open, but he was the only one who was full of energy, like a ghost about to come back to life.

"Can you tell if I'm different tonight?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison. What difference could there be? He always had a cold, dead face, wore a chilling black outfit, and stood there like a living Yama. You could feel a cold aura from ten steps away from him.

Besides, everyone really wants to sleep!!!

Xia Anhu said, "I'm not sleepy tonight."

"How did you know? She gave me the amulet that her mother personally obtained!" Pei Zhaoan looked at Xia An with a gratified expression. "You guessed right."

Pei Zhao'an mercifully took down the brocade pouches and showed them off one by one, completely disregarding how tired everyone was. He only let them leave with satisfaction when everyone showed an envious expression.

When Lin Qingwei rushed back to Tianxianglou, Chunqi hadn't yet eaten the Eight Treasure Duck, thinking that it would be better to wait for Miss to come back and eat it together.

But when Lin Qingwei entered the room, she was startled.