A transmigrated woman ruined my whole family; I was reborn, seized a spatial ability, and had a full

Using the sunlight filtering through the leaves, Su Li carefully examined the man and, judging from his tall and muscular build, concluded that it was not a woman, but a man.

At this moment, he lay stiffly on the ground, motionless, completely unconscious.

Su Li's heart suddenly raced, and she nervously swallowed.

In this tranquil mountain forest, apart from the occasional clear bird calls, she could almost clearly hear her own heart pounding.

Could this be the Ninth Prince?

Has Heaven truly placed the Ninth Prince here?

Su Zhen was injured yesterday, and the Ninth Prince appeared today. The timing is just too suspicious...

Su Li felt a wave of fear. If she had been any slower, would the plot have continued to develop uncontrollably, just like in her previous life?

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and cautiously looked around. After confirming that there was no one else around, she mustered her courage and slowly walked behind the rock.

Upon closer inspection, the man's eyes were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes cast shadows on his eyelids like fans.

His body was covered in wounds, some of which had dried and formed dark red scabs, while others were still oozing blood, staining his once-luxurious clothes with bloodstains.

His messy, wet hair clung to his dusty face, but even so, it couldn't hide the stunningly beautiful face beneath.

His high-bridged nose and beautifully shaped lips, even in his coma, could not conceal his innate noble temperament.

Su Li stared at the man in front of her, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and then gently stretched out her foot and kicked the man.

The man didn't react at all, only letting out a weak groan from his throat and slightly furrowing his brow, as if he was enduring great pain.

Seeing this, Su Li slowly squatted down, her gaze fixed on the man's face.

The deep-seated hatred from her past life surged like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing her.

She sneered inwardly: Well, as expected of the male lead, heaven has given him such a handsome appearance!

Those horrific scenes, like sharp blades, scraped against her heart, one cut after another.

The bodies of the entire family lay strewn across the field; the raging flames and the stench of blood seemed so vivid, so intense, almost palpable…

"It's all your fault, you jinx!"

Su Li gritted her teeth and hissed in a low voice, her whole body trembling violently with anger, her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white.

She wished she could tear the man in front of her to pieces immediately to vent her hatred.

Su Li suddenly stood up, glancing at the stream and ravine not far away, where the rushing water roared and surged.

A thought flashed through her mind: with a hard push, the man would be swept away by the current and disappear without a trace.

Su Zhen will never have the chance to meet him again.

But in an instant, she rejected the idea.

That would be too easy on him, and it's not safe either. If he were to survive by chance, or be found and rescued, the tragedy of his past life might very well repeat itself...

Su Li took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, and slowly raised her hand, pulling a short dagger from her sleeve.

The meticulously polished blade gleamed with a cold light, incredibly sharp.

She had specifically searched several blacksmith shops at the market before finally buying this dagger.

She has been carrying it with her these days.

"Only by killing you can I completely save my family's lives," Su Li murmured to herself, her voice soft yet filled with an unprecedented resolve.

She slowly crouched down, the dagger trembling slightly in her hand.

Once this knife is plunged in, the Ninth Prince's life will end, and all the calamities caused by him will be cut off.

Besides, he was being chased here by his enemies. Even if his body is discovered, people will only assume that his enemies were responsible and will never suspect him.

But the moment the dagger touched the Ninth Prince's clothes, Su Li's hand froze in mid-air as if it had been frozen in place.

She has never killed anyone!

Despite being filled with hatred, when it came to actually taking action, an uncontrollable inner conflict arose in his heart.

Sweat trickled down her forehead, dripping onto the dagger and leaving a small water stain.

"Kill him! Kill him now!" Hatred screamed wildly in his heart.

"But this is a human life..." Reason was desperately pulling at me.

Su Li felt as if two little people were fiercely fighting inside her, causing her immense pain.

Her eyes sometimes showed fierce determination, and sometimes a hint of hesitation.

The hand gripping the dagger clenched tightly for a moment, then loosened slightly.

Thus, Su Li was caught in a painful struggle between killing and not killing, each second feeling like an eternity.

I'm sorry, but you have to die today!

The dagger trembled slightly in his hand, its tip almost touching his clothes.

At this critical moment, the Ninth Prince's feverish, cracked lips parted slightly, uttering a weak and indistinct murmur: "Mother... the water... is so hot..."

The sound was broken, like withered leaves falling in late autumn, carrying endless weakness and pain.

Su Li's hand suddenly stopped. The voice, though soft, struck her heart like a heavy hammer.

Almost instinctively, she dropped the dagger and reached out to touch the Ninth Prince's forehead.

A burning sensation came from her fingertips, and she could clearly feel that the body beneath her was warm, and the person in front of her was a living, breathing human being.

In an instant, a sense of reluctance crept into Su Li's heart.

She recalled how her younger brother looked when he was sick as a child, his face contorted in pain as he murmured for water.

At that time, she was extremely anxious and tried everything she could to alleviate her brother's pain.

But now, the Ninth Prince before us, though burdened with a blood feud, is as vulnerable as a helpless child…

However, this trace of compassion instantly became utterly vulnerable in the face of the bloody and turbulent scenes from her past life in her mind.

Su Li closed her eyes tightly, turned her head away, and picked up the dagger from the ground again.

The screams of her loved ones, the bodies lying in pools of blood—every scene was like a sharp blade, tearing at her heart.

Just then, footsteps approached from outside the woods, accompanied by the chatter of villagers.

"The Su family has been having a series of strange occurrences lately. First, the fourth son of the Su family was injured, and then the daughter of the second son got into trouble."

"Yeah, I don't know what the Su family did to deserve this, their lives are just... sigh..."

"Who knows if something even worse is waiting ahead!"

Su Li felt a sharp pain in her heart upon hearing these words.

The hardships the Su family has suffered over the years are all cruel tricks of fate.

Because they are just supporting characters in the book, no, they are cannon fodder who don't even qualify as supporting characters.

Everything revolves around the male and female leads.

In order for the female protagonist to elope with the male protagonist, those who are obstacles to the female protagonist's family must die early in the book.

And the one who started all of this is now lying at his feet.