Chapter 351: One Step Forward, Kill

Hui Guifei's hair on her forehead was drenched with sweat, her face paler than Bai Li's right after a miscarriage.

She clutched the garment around her abdomen with both hands, her steps noticeably slow.

That sound startled the people inside.

Bai Li saw her in that state, a smug cold smile curling on her pale face.

A chilling voice said, "Sister, why have you come?"

"My younger sister just lost a child, grieving in her heart. Are you coming now on purpose to provoke me?"

Bai Li spoke, her gaze already fixed on Hui Guifei's prominently swollen abdomen.

Even though the Emperor himself said that the imperial heir would never consider Hui Guifei, upon seeing her, that jealousy in his heart still could not be soothed.

"Sister, you should leave quickly; after all, this Subject's heart is very complicated right now,"

Inside Changchun Palace, the scent of blood was extremely strong.

Ning Daying was suspended in midair, whip marks covering her whole body, fresh blood soaking her torn garments.

Her consciousness was already hazy, only emitting involuntary moans when the Whip struck.

Ouyang Qing stood coldly aside, swinging the Whip mechanically.

Hui Guifei dismissed all of Bai Li's words as nonsense.

She didn't even want to look at her, following the scent of blood inside, watching Ning Daying undergoing punishment.

Seeing this scene, her eyes seemed to split.

Even in the ruthless Imperial harem, she had always protected her carefully, never letting her suffer a loss.

But now…

Hui Guifei trembled with anger.

Bai Li sat upright beside, leisurely twirling a teacup: "Sister, it is the Emperor who ordered the execution; don't think your younger sister is heartless."

"After all, the one I lost was the Imperial Heir!"

"Killing deserves death; it's a universal principle."

Hui Guifei clenched her teeth, speaking haltingly: "Ning'er, you could not commit such a vicious act."

"Human hearts are unpredictable; whether it can be done or not is no longer important," Bai Li said, her smile seeping: "What matters is that the child is gone, and the Emperor is very angry."

"I am also extremely sorrowful, so the Emperor said to let me handle it as I wish."

For the first time, Bai Li could sit up straight and speak in front of Hui Guifei.

Her attitude was clear.

Bai Li gave a light laugh, lifting her chin.

Ouyang Qing's Whip rose again.

"Snap!"

Another crack of the Whip, striking Ning Daying hard.

This strike, however, jolted the unconscious Ning Daying awake with pain.

She struggled to open her eyes, and as soon as she spoke, blood spurted continuously from her mouth.

Looking at Hui Guifei, hot tears filled her eyes.

"Sister, I didn't…"

Seeing her like that, Hui Guifei's tone suddenly became emotional: "I believe you."

But Bai Li was not entirely wrong; regardless, the Emperor had already decided so.

Saving a person is far from easy.

Looking at Ning Daying's flesh torn open.

"I beg you," Hui Guifei pressed her fingernail into her palm, her voice squeezing out between her teeth, "let her go."

Bai Li's eyes widened, horrified, covering her mouth: "What? Did I hear that right!"

She sat there, one eyebrow raised: "My dear sister, you actually ask me, beg me?"

The resentment in her heart burst forth unabashedly, and Bai Li's face grew increasingly feral.

"Do you remember when Mother first took me into the Ning family's gate, you whipped me with a horse Whip?"

"I was beaten all over, covered in wounds."

"Each time your mother shed a tear, you would rush to the back courtyard and beat both me and Mother until we were covered in scars."

Recalling all those past events, Bai Li clenched her teeth in hatred.

"Even when Father defended us, you even struck Father. And you dared to scold Father using the Mo Family affair."

"If you hadn't repeatedly brought up Father's painful past, would he have sent us away?"

"I clearly have a Duke's father, yet I have to live like a mouse, only able to grow up in the Bai family."

"These aren't all my merits?"

Bai Li's tone became increasingly harsh, her voice growing sharper.

"Now, you beg me!"

"Begging me with this attitude?"

Hui Guifei's expression was cool: "What do you want to do?"

"Kneel!" Bai Li roared, her whole body trembling.

"No!" Ning Daying roared angrily: "I would rather die!"

"What? Do you prefer to watch her die, exposing your false sisterly affection, or obediently kneel and beg me?" Bai Li's smile was feral.

"Heh heh heh!"

Hui Guifei sneered repeatedly: "I can kneel to heaven, to earth, to my parents, but making this palace kneel like a dog is something I truly cannot do!"

"You!" Bai Li trembled with anger: "Ouyang Qing, what are you still dazed about?"

"Kill her mercilessly for me!"

Ouyang Qing, numb, prepared to act.

Hui Guifei suddenly drew the sword at Ouyang Qing's waist; a flash of cold light, and the rope suspending Ning Daying snapped with a sound!

With the moon this large, Hui Guifei's movements slowed considerably.

But Ouyang Qing still restrained his sword.

Ning Daying fell limp on the ground.

"Xiao Luzi, take people and leave!"

Hui Guifei stood with her sword horizontal, her face as pale as snow, only the killing intent in her eyes was fierce.

"Shei da?" Bai Li shouted angrily: "Shei da move her a bit, that is to defy Imperial Edict."

Xiao Luzi forced himself forward, carrying Ning Daying on his back.

He Answering Wan Tang must take good care.

Even if defying Imperial Edict, it cannot be avoided.

Bai Li slammed the table and rose: "Hui Guifei, how dare you not keep the Emperor in your sight!"

"Ouyang Qing, bring the person back to me!"

Ouyang Qing was just about to act, when Hui Guifei pointed her long sword at his throat.

"Noble Consort, please do not make the Subject difficult."

"Not making you difficult, does that mean I should watch my sister die?"

Hui Guifei gritted her teeth, the long sword in her hand like a swimming dragon.

Ouyang Qing hurriedly performed a technique.

After several exchanges, the two were evenly matched.

At the crucial moment, Hui Guifei suddenly let out a muffled hum, and a tearing agony surged in her abdomen.

She swayed, fell to one knee on the ground, braced her body with the sword, the other hand pressed tightly on her belly, cold sweat instantly covered her forehead.

Ouyang Qing's movement halted, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Noble Consort..."

Ouyang Qing hurriedly stopped.

"Quick, act!" Bai Li's eyes were full of excitement.

Hui Guifei lifted her head, hair strands stuck to her cheek by sweat, her voice trembling from the pain, her gaze still sharp as before: "I will go to the Emperor to plead guilt myself.

"But now, Shei da block..."

She inhaled deeply, mustered all her strength and shouted: "Kill!"

The sword tip scraped the ground, producing a shrill sound; she used the sword as a staff, forcing herself to stand.

"Noble Consort, you..." Xiao Luzi's voice quivered with tears, his gaze fell on her hem.

Hui Guifei's snow‑white front skirt was already stained red.

She was in such pain she could barely breathe: "Don't you hurry and leave."

"Yes!" Xiao Luzi cried out, turning while carrying Ning Daying.

"Quick, return to Kunning Palace!"

Hui Guifei held her sword, standing in place.

The sword tip rubbed the ground, emitting a buzz, her eyes still sharply fixed on Changchun Palace.

As long as she remains standing, Shei da step forward.

"Hui Guifei, you truly are utterly arrogant."

"You think that by rescuing the person, she is guilt‑free?"

"Having killed the Imperial Heir, she must die as well!"

"The Emperor only needs one person to be punished for murder."

Hui Guifei's smile was tragic: "I will handle it myself!"