"Situtu Qinger, are you crazy?" The Fourth Prince got up from the ground in a ss and cursed fiercely at Situtu Qinger.
This shaless woman, how dare she really try to stab him with a sword, she must have gotten tired of living.
"Yes, I’m crazy, and it’s all because you forced ."
"I forced you? If you hadn’t been unfaithful, how would you have ended up like this today? Now you bla , just because you’re a promiscuous woman, I’m mocked by the world."
The Fourth Prince was furious, although he had never thought of marrying Situtu Qinger, that engagent was rely a plot against Situtu Xueer.
But he never dread he would end up empty-handed, and in the end, he was ridiculed by everyone for lacking masculine charm; on the wedding day, the bride secretly consorted with a servant and was caught in the act.
The incident spread like wildfire in the Capital, making the Fourth Prince, as the groom, a sensational figure.
So said Situtu Qinger had no brains, giving up the handso Fourth Prince to consort with a servant.
Others said the Fourth Prince was so useless he couldn’t even compare with a servant.
If it weren’t for that servant already being killed by Situ Yongjie, the Fourth Prince would want to catch him and hack him into pieces for his hatred.
At this mont, Situtu Qinger’s head was filled with the Fourth Prince’s rejection, her expression twisted as she shouted madly at the Fourth Prince, "The Fourth Prince doesn’t want Qinger anymore, Qinger doesn’t want to live either."
Saying this, she raised the treasured sword and charged at the Fourth Prince again.
Situtu Qinger’s repeated assassination attempts truly enraged the Fourth Prince.
"You lascivious woman, it seems you’re really tired of living."
The Fourth Prince stood still, his eyes emitting a fierce glow; this shaless woman dared to assassinate him, it seed she couldn’t be spared.
Just as Situtu Qinger was about to stab him, he slightly flinched his body aside with swift movents, tightly grasping her wrist.
"Ow!"
Situtu Qinger cried out in pain, loosening her grip, and the treasured sword fell.
The Fourth Prince quickly seized it, reversed the grip, and thrust the sword harshly into Situtu Qinger’s body.
"Puff!"
The sound of the sword piercing flesh.
"Ah...!"
Situtu Qinger’s body felt a sharp pain, she looked down at the weapon impaling her, and blood slowly overflowed from the corners of her mouth. She painfully looked up, her eyes filled with disbelief towards the Fourth Prince, the man she loved most actually wanted to kill her, and he did it so decisively without hesitation. She slowly turned, facing the Fourth Prince, and said sorrowfully, "You...you...what a cruel heart!"
"You struck first, it’s not my fault." The Fourth Prince was very calm.
Born into the Imperial Family, he was destined to be different from ordinary people. From the ti he was sensible, the Empress began to train him to kill, saying it could build courage and prepare him to beco the Crown Prince in the future.
"Ha ha ha ha...!"
Situtu Qinger let out a piercing laugh, at this mont, she was in utter disarray, her hair was a tangled ss, her hairpin long lost sowhere, her mouth full of blood staining her originally white teeth, making her look scary. As she laughed, it turned into sobbing: "What a hypocrite you are; consider , Situtu Qinger, blind for falling for you..."
Towards the end, her voice gradually weakened, and her breathing beca rapid. Clearly, the Fourth Prince’s thrust had hit a vital spot; she was about to die.
In Situtu Qinger’s gradually dimming gaze was a plea; she reached out, trembling, towards the Fourth Prince, "Fo...Fourth Prince, consis...consist...erring Qinger is dying, could you...hold once more?"
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