Chapter 300

Quite accustomed.

Three words appeared, and between them another silence fell.

Do you hate me?

Finally he still asked the question, the answer he had waited so many years for, ah; he never expected to ask it today in Yun chu's presence.

Hate?

I don't deserve it.

Jiang Yunchu shook her head with a smile; the one who hates is not her.

It is Kang Ying, the original host, while she is merely an outsider, just a soul; how could she deserve to replace another and hate someone?

It seems you haven't cleared up many things.

Jiang Wen Fu closed his eyes, then opened them to look at the calm young lady across from him.

This is your mother's letter, written before she was taken away.

Jiang Wen Fu looked at Yun chu; finally he still gave her this letter, the one he had kept for nineteen years.

My mother's letter?

Wait!

Suddenly Jiang Yunchu lifted her head, looking at Jiang Wen Fu: 'My mother was taken away? So she didn't die, right?'

At this moment, Jiang Yunchu's eye sockets reddened; her eyes stared straight at Jiang Wen Fu for the first time, her whole body filled with hostility, completely different from the previous young lady's demeanor.

At this moment she seemed like a demoness, a demoness who wanted to slaughter the world.

Yes!

Under her gaze, he finally uttered a word slowly.

Jiang Yunchu closed her eyes; the moisture at the corners of her eyes faded bit by bit: 'So that's how it is.'

So they've been hiding this from me, and this is it!

She could feel that the Kang Clan, Ningguang everyone, Qing Feng Da Ru, and even the emperor's maternal uncle were all hiding things from her.

Who could have imagined that the one to unravel this riddle would be Jiang Wen Fu!

Why tell me?

Jiang Yunchu's eyes stayed shut; she felt a sense of suffocation, a feeling of difficulty breathing, yet her fists were clenched tight and her face turned pale.

Yet no one could see the emotion in her eyes.

Your mother said…… if you turn eighteen and your soul returns, I will tell you everything.

If you turn eighteen and remain an ordinary child, then you can only live an ordinary life your whole life, because…… to keep living is something everyone strives for.

Jiang Wen Fu's words were like a dagger, cruelly cutting into her heart.

Because……

In her mind, something shattered—the barrier that had always blocked her, a place even her inner strength could not reach, and that barrier broke.

Memories poured into her mind.

"Ying Ying, have you decided?" said the person sitting across from her—Jiang Wen Fu.

Beside Jiang Wen Fu stood a person in a purple robe and a spotless white cloak, holding a tiny infant; the infant was faintly visible at first, then gradually became more solid.

Kang Ying took off her cloak, wrapped the child in it, removed her jade pendant, and placed it in the child's arms.

"If her soul never returns, senior brother, promise me you won't tell her—let her live as an ordinary child for her whole life."

Kang Ying's voice was filled with sorrow as she looked at the child, so reluctant to part.

"Senior brother, they're coming soon; Yun chu is entrusted to you—please take good care of her."

The images in her mind shifted repeatedly—modern scenes, ancient scenes—later the two overlapped constantly; when she ran a fever, the ancient girl also had a fever.

When she felt sorrow, the ancient girl also wept.

When she was injured, the ancient girl suffered so much she could not sleep through the night.

……

Jiang Yunchu clutched her chest, her teeth clenched tight, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, drop by drop.

That immense impact, those countless memory fragments—frame by frame, scene by scene—felt as if they were trying to devour her alive.

Many things in her mind were extracted, then merged, then turned into something new.

No wonder she often felt inexplicable resentment; it turned out that the ancient her was silently shedding tears.

Everything……

It turned out that everything was because of that jade pendant; even when she died, she clung to it tightly, for it was the one thing she could not let go of!

Ah——

Finally, Jiang Yunchu let out a loud roar; the intense pain suddenly subsided, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

She then fainted.

"Yun chu." Kang Mei pushed the door open, walked over to Jiang Yunchu's side, and saw her deathly pale face and the blood at the corner of her mouth.

She hurriedly shouted outside, "Call a doctor!"

Bai Zhi and Zi Su had already rushed into the room; Zi Su stepped forward, snatched the Princess Consort from Kang Mei's arms, her gaze icy, her whole person as cold as ice.

Bai Zhi's sword was already drawn, shielding Zi Su and the Princess Consort behind her, her eyes filled with killing intent.

"No need to trouble the Jiang household; we, the Regent Prince's Manor, will take care of everything today."

Zi Su's voice was like poisoned wine, her eyes devoid of any warmth.

She said to Bai Zhi, "Let's go!"

"You can't leave yet!"

Jiang Wen Fu furrowed his brows; he never imagined that the fusion of over a decade of memories could cause such great pain.

What he didn't know was that, after they left, someone had altered Jiang Yunchu's seal jade pendant; Jiang Yunchu's memories were not just eighteen years!

Those vast memories nearly shattered Jiang Yunchu's nerves; anyone with less steadfast willpower might have become an idiot……

「Not leaving? 」

Zi Su gave a cold smile, saying, 「Then let's see how our Regent Prince's Manor and the Jiang household will be locked in a deadly feud. 」

Looking at the Princess Consort in her arms, Zi Su's anger had reached its peak; the icy look in her eyes was an expression she had never shown before.

「Bai Zhi! 」

Zi Su shouted angrily, and Bai Zhi's sword pointed directly at Jiang Wen Fu.

「Yun chu. 」

Kang Mei called out worriedly, but Bai Zhi blocked her outside; now no one can approach the Princess Consort, nobody can!

Unless you step over her corpse!

「She must stay; if you take her away now, she has only a dead end. 」

Jiang Wen Fu said anxiously, he wasn't unable to act, but if he did, Yun chu's situation would have no guarantee.

At that moment, Zi Su suddenly shouted loudly, 「An San. 」

A black-clad shadow leapt in from outside with lightness skill, saying, 「Internal energy is chaotic; the Princess Consort's condition is due to her mind spirit, not external injury. 」

He had been outside all along; the reason he didn't appear or act was that he only sensed the Princess Consort's internal energy, with no change in anyone else's.

「How to handle it? 」 she didn't trust the Jiang household's words; she only trusted her own people.

An San looked at Jiang Wen Fu, brows furrowed, and said, 「Wait! 」

Zi Su's eyes narrowed, then she looked around at the people nearby, especially watching Jiang Wen Fu warily; just moments ago, as long as there was a master and him in the room!