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

Lin Qingwei never intended to hide her identity from Xu Hanzhang; she knew she couldn't hide it.

How could two people who grew up together not recognize each other?

She wanted Xu Hanzhang to live in fear, to live in the fear of knowing that she was not dead and had come to his side under a different identity. She wanted Xu Hanzhang to see with his own eyes how the souls of his victims gradually exposed his hypocritical true face and kicked him down from the clouds.

"Qingwei!"

A familiar voice rang out, snapping her out of her thoughts of hatred. She looked up and first saw Pei Zhaoan dressed in black, before finally recognizing Qi Yanzhi, who was anxiously calling her name in front of him.

Immediately following was the sound of a splash as Qi Yanzhi watched as Pei Zhaoan jumped into the lotus pond before him and swam towards Lin Qingwei.

Lin Qingwei wasn't afraid at first, but when she saw Pei Zhaoan swimming over with a cold face, she actually started to tremble a little.

he is very angry.

"Knowing he's here, that's why you're so eager to see him?" Pei Zhaoan lowered his voice, gripping Lin Qingwei's hand tightly, causing Lin Qingwei to wince in pain.

Lin Qingwei asked, "Who?"

"Don't play dumb, I shouldn't have trusted you in the first place."

Pei Zhaoan exuded a low aura, even more eerie than the silt at the bottom of the lotus pond. He grabbed Lin Qingwei by the waist and swam upwards. Once ashore, he showed no mercy and threw her directly onto the ground.

Lin Qingwei slammed her foot down with a loud thud, not understanding why Pei Zhaoan was angry again.

Qi Yanzhi immediately took off his coat and draped it over Lin Qingwei, carefully helping her up: "Are you alright? Did someone bully you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huarong's face turned cold.

"What does Your Highness mean by this? I haven't even punished Miss Lin for dragging me into this mess, and you're already seeking justice for your fiancée?"

Qi Yanzhi saw that Lin Qingwei's face was pale, her fingers were wrinkled from being soaked in water, and she was shivering from the cold. He felt extremely sorry for her and was about to argue when Lin Qingwei stopped him.

She shook her head and said, "It was indeed my fault."

"Let me take you back." Qi Yanzhi pulled Lin Qingwei's clothes closer together and put his arm around her shoulder.

Xu Hanzhang frowned slightly and clenched his fists, but unexpectedly noticed a cold gaze from another person. He looked at Pei Zhaoan in confusion, not understanding why Pei Zhaoan always looked at him with such a murderous gaze.

It was something that happened two years ago; he was the one who sold it to help him...

Zhao Huarong had no intention of letting Lin Qingwei off so easily: "Since you've made a mistake, shouldn't Miss Lin be punished? Otherwise, everyone will dare to drag me down with them in the future."

“But I heard that it was Her Highness the Princess who made things difficult first?” Pei Zhao’an said coldly.

Zhao Yuanjia, the instigator, subtly took a step back. Since everyone thought it was Zhao Huarong, then so be it; after all, they were both princesses.

Upon hearing Pei Zhaoan speak, Zhao Huarong's expression visibly softened. Remembering that Pei Zhaoan still held a lot of leverage over her, she kept quiet and gritted her teeth as Qi Yanzhi took the person away.

As Lin Qingwei brushed past Xu Hanzhang, she glanced at him. Xu Hanzhang's face paled even more, and he avoided Lin Qingwei's gaze.

"Your Highness, please change your clothes. You'll get sick if you stay like this," he said to Zhao Huarong with concern.

Zhao Huarong was holding her breath, almost exploding with rage. She vowed to find another opportunity to kill Lin Qingwei. This person could not be allowed to live no matter what!

"Hmm." She gave a dissatisfied "hmm," and Xu Hanzhang immediately helped her walk out.

As a result, for some unknown reason, Pei Zhao'an walked up to Xu Hanzhang and kicked him directly into the lotus pond. Zhao Huarong looked at Pei Zhao'an in shock, wondering what she had done to displease this devilish man.

"Lord Pei?"

"Scholar Xu is not yet engaged to Her Highness the Princess. Doing this would be detrimental to the Princess's reputation. I was merely doing a small favor, so there is no need to thank me."

Pei Zhao'an left quickly after saying those words. Zhao Huarong anxiously directed the palace servants to quickly pull Xu Hanzhang out. Zhao Yuanjia, who had been secretly watching the show, suddenly became very interested in the days to come!

She was about to tell her father that Lin Qingwei must come to the palace to be her study companion!

Qi Yanzhi, who was walking with Lin Qingwei towards the palace gates, looked to be in a bad mood. The once carefree and passionate young man was now filled with self-blame and regret.

He regretted not appearing by Lin Qingwei's side sooner. He knew that Lin Qingwei would be entering the palace today, which was why he came with his father, just to see her.

She still got hurt...

"sorry."

Lin Qingwei felt even more guilty: "Don't say sorry, this has nothing to do with you."

She brought this upon herself; she deliberately let Xu Hanzhang discover her on a whim, thus angering Zhao Huarong.

None of this has anything to do with Qi Yanzhi.

"But your face was injured because of me." Qi Yanzhi rushed to find Lin Qingwei because he overheard the palace servants discussing this.

The wound, which had long since stopped hurting, had almost been forgotten by Lin Qingwei. She smiled and shook her head: "It's okay. I'm afraid Song Miaoyan's face is in a worse state than mine right now."

"Then please don't break off the engagement with me, okay?" He looked at Lin Qingwei pleadingly, his eyes wet, like a wounded puppy. "I know you don't like me now, but what if you do in the future? Please give me a little more time, okay?"

Qi Yanzhi knew everything, but he was unwilling to let go like that.

"We're not in a hurry to get married. Do whatever you want to do. Being the fiancée of the Duke's heir is quite useful. Before anyone tries to bully you, they'll think twice about whether they can afford to offend the Duke's mansion."

He held Lin Qingwei's hand, his eyes were clearly about to cry, but his lips still held a bright smile.

“My dad said that he has worked so hard all these years so that the younger generation can do whatever they want.”

Lin Qingwei said, "Isn't this just taking advantage of you?"

"It's alright, feel free to use me. It's my greatest honor to be of use to you."

Qi Yanzhi timidly reached out and hugged Lin Qingwei, saying, "Take your time to like me. There's no need to rush. I can wait."

“She doesn’t need it.” Pei Zhaoan pulled the person directly out of Qi Yanzhi’s arms.

The tears that Lin Qingwei was about to shed were roughly wiped away from the corner of her eye by Pei Zhaoan: "He is not suitable for you. I think I am more suitable. Dump him and be with me."

Upon hearing this, not only Lin Qingwei and Qi Yanzhi were stunned, but even many palace maids and eunuchs passing by the palace gates felt like they were hallucinating.

"You're out of your mind." Lin Qingwei cursed him from the bottom of her heart, with utmost sincerity.

Qi Yanzhi grabbed Lin Qingwei's other hand without flinching: "Let go of her."