She was so beautiful, but her life was destroyed beyond recognition

Yan qingsi did not utter a single word or make a single sound as she listened to all of this. She simply stabbed too many daggers into Xia rushuang's shoulder and pulled them out abruptly. A few drops of blood splattered on Yan qingsi's body.

There was no expression on her face, and she was as cold as a machine."I know you want to die. I know you're angering me, but I won't let you die. I'll let you live well. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years ... You're living every day to atone for my mother's sins. All the torture I can think of in this world will be added to you."

Yan qingsi also knew that Xia rushuang was telling the truth. No one knew how angry and hateful she was at that moment.

But she couldn't lose her mind. She had to control herself. Xia rushuang wanted to die, but why should she? what right did she have to die?