Chapter 480: Two people, only one can survive!

The two masters returned to Guanyin Hall, and Que'er and Zhui Yu hurriedly cleaned up the mess on the floor.

Que'er: "Hey, Your Highness's mouth is getting poorer and poorer."

I still remember, he used to be a living, breathing poison-tongued Yama; look now how he makes the young lady so happy.

Zhui Yu felt somewhat proud: "This is called meeting the right person."

Perhaps, if Your Highness could have grown up under the Consort's knee like a normal child, he wouldn't have turned into that later vicious nature.

Your Highness's nature originally should have been like this, right?

Que'er: "The young lady is also like that."

Before, the young lady always seemed burdened with thoughts, rarely crying, even less fond of laughing. I always felt she lacked a hint of vitality.

It seems she harbored a deep obsession in her heart, wanting to push those who bullied her in the mansion into eternal damnation.

Actually, everything the young lady did was merely to protect herself and those she cherished.

But now there's also Your Highness; those people have received their due fate, and the young lady will cry more and laugh louder.

Every time I see them holding hands facing all difficulties together, I know the young lady will no longer be alone.

Although the young lady is now quite capable herself, with no one protecting her, I would still feel sad.

The young lady now also stays busy every day, no longer caring about the fate or life and death of those people from before.

But I always feel that only after she woke up a year ago did she completely free herself from the mire of her swapped birthright from back then.

Zhui Yu: "From now on, they two have someone to walk hand in hand with, so they will no longer be lonely as before."

Que'er: "Mm-hmm."

Watching the little maiden beside her constantly nodding her little head, Zhui Yu felt warm inside.

Actually, he is too.

Xie Huaiyuan and Zongzheng Zhiyan searched every corner of Ningyuan Temple.

Indeed, besides the two of them, there was no other sign of living people in the whole temple.

They were truly sealed off inside this temple.

Zongzheng Zhiyan recalled that, aside from the bloody meat on the table and the wild vegetables in the pot, there was nothing else edible left in this temple.

Ultimately unable to withstand the hunger, cold, and fear, Xie Huaiyuan rushed first to the kitchen, intending to have a hearty meal.

However, when they arrived at the kitchen and looked, there was no pheasant or hare to be seen.

Even the wild vegetable soup in the pot was gone!

Yet the stove pit was clearly still warm!

"Nothing, nothing's left. Nothing at all!"

"It must be her doing again; Zongzheng Qingyue is trying to drive us to death——"

Zongzheng Zhiyan could take it no longer, turned and rushed toward Guanyin Hall.

Arriving at Guanyin Hall, she pointed at the Guanyin statue and shouted: "Zongzheng Qingyue, I know it's you!"

"You want to force me and Huaiyuan brother to die, seeking revenge, right?"

"But you've been dead for nineteen years—why are you doing this now?"

"Can't you just let us go?"

Xie Huaiyuan followed behind her.

Seeing the empty palace with no response, he inexplicably climbed onto the altar.

He walked behind the Buddha statue, saw that there was nothing at all back there, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Yue'er, I just knew you couldn't let go of me, right?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have killed so many people; you'd just be scaring me, not actually harming me."

Xie Huaiyuan gazed obsessively at the Guanyin statue, reaching out to touch its face.

Unfortunately, the Guanyin statue reaches the ceiling, and even standing on tiptoe he couldn't reach it.

Seeing this, Zongzheng Zhiyan grew even angrier: "Xie Huaiyuan, are you crazy?"

"Even if that is Zongzheng Qingyue's face, she is also Guanyin!"

"Look at you, you're just like a madman!"

"Get down now!"

Xie Huaiyuan kicked over the nearby offerings.

Then he actually sat down right there.

He sat cross-legged, meditating, and coldly said: "Crazy?"

"So what if I am crazy?"

"I've been locked in this Ningyuan Temple for over twenty years; shouldn't I be allowed to go crazy?"

"Since Yue'er insists on scaring us, I'll just sit here and let her kill or chop me as she wishes."

"As long as she can be happy and content, even if I truly starve to death on this altar, I accept it."

Only then did Zongzheng Zhiyan understand: although Xie Huaiyuan is a selfish, petty villain, the one he loves deepest in his heart has always been only Zongzheng Qingyue.

She gave a bitter, self-mocking laugh.

She simply asked: "You say, you were imprisoned in this Ningyuan Temple?"

"Huaiyuan brother, what on earth is going on?"

By this point, Xie Huaiyuan had nothing left to hide.

"Back then, for the sake of the Xie family, I personally sent her to that person's bed."

"And she, to preserve her purity, loudly declared on the spot that she wanted to go to DaLiang for a marriage alliance, becoming a marriage-alliance princess."

"Afterward, to take revenge on me, she personally demanded an imperial edict from that person, ordering me, the eldest legitimate son of the Xie family, Xie Huaiyuan, to come to this Ningyuan Temple to become a monk."

You must never step out of Ningyuan Temple, lifetime after lifetime.

She was sent to DaLiang, and I am trapped in a place for life.

If anyone defies, the entire Xie family will be executed because of me.

Now, do you understand?

The person she hates most is me. It's not you, Zongzheng Zhiyan.

In her heart, you are ultimately her older sister.

Even though you once did many things to harm her, she has always left a sliver of room for you.

On the contrary, it's you—

Even if she went to DaLiang, you never intended to let her go, did you?

My fate is what I deserve.

But what about you, Zongzheng Zhiyan? Is today your fate?

As Xie Huaiyuan's words fell, a curtain dropped from the beam and unfolded.

The curtain still hung from the beam, swaying in the wind.

The several blood-red large characters written on it clearly read: Only one person can walk out of Ningyuan Temple alive.

One person?

Walk out of Ningyuan Temple alive?

Zongzheng Zhiyan and Xie Huaiyuan instantly locked eyes.

When exactly was this curtain hung up there?

Could this really be the ghost of Zongzheng Qingyue?

Before Zongzheng Zhiyan could react, Xie Huaiyuan had already jumped down and lunged at her.

If that's the case, then go die!

I don't want to be trapped here any longer.

I also want to go down the mountain.

I also want to return to the mortal world to take a look.

I just want to live a normal person's life—

Zhiyan'er, don't you love me very much?

Then fulfill my wish.

I promise you, I will visit Changning more often from now on.

She is our daughter; if I can return to the Xie family, I will surely repay all kindness to her to make up for her.

Let me live, let me live!

Zongzheng Zhiyan, go die—

Zongzheng Zhiyan's strength was originally no match for Xie Huaiyuan's.

Although she struggled fiercely at first,

but hearing these words from Xie Huaiyuan, she gradually stopped resisting.

Just as her face had completely flushed liver-red and her breath was nearly gone, a cry of 'Mother' suddenly came from the doorway.

Mother—

Princess Changning stood in the doorway, panicked and incredulous.

Behind her were the prince consort and a group of servants from the princess's residence.

Moreover, the several missing guards now appeared behind her as well.

Their faces all showed shock and disbelief.

Another side was also noisy.

With a tremendous 'Boom—'

A crowd pushed open the side door.

It was actually a crowd of commoners eager to look inside!

Everyone stared blankly at the scene inside Guanyin Hall, and in an instant, all sound ceased.