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On the day my husband announced to the world that he was going to marry my senior sister, Xin Yun, I was banished to a desolate mountain.

Five years later, he finally remembered me.

But the five-year-old daughter told him that I was already dead.

He sneered, "No wonder you don't dare to come out and see me. So you had a little bastard with some wild man!"

"Xie Yajun, if you don't come out, I'll drain the blood of this little bastard!"

But he didn't know, I was dead, and he would never be able to see me again!


Burnt Parting Song

The daughter's expectant gaze landed on me from afar.


I rushed over excitedly, wanting to touch her.


But my hand fell into emptiness once again!


Xiao Heng looked at his daughter foolishly smiling at a mass of air and raised his hand to slap her face.


"What are you laughing at? You little bastard, your mother won't come to get you!"


"That cold-hearted woman is truly cruel enough to let her own daughter suffer. It seems she doesn't like you much either!"


"But watching you get your blood drawn, she should witness this. I will have someone find her to let you mother and daughter meet one last time!"


Xiao Heng stood up and ordered all the guards to expand the search range. Even if they have to search the mountains, they must find me.


He wanted to drag me back and watch as our daughter's blood was drained.


It was getting dark, and the guards searched with torches.


After a stick of incense time, the medicine mixed with the daughter's fresh blood was quickly prepared.


Xiao Heng lifted Xin Yun, half-holding her, and gently fed her the medicine.


Not far away, the doctor saw no more blood was coming from the daughter's wrist, so he pressed down on her blood vessels, trying to squeeze out the last drop.


The daughter's pale little face was furrowed in pain, curling up into a ball.


I kept screaming, desperate and helpless, my heart filled with overwhelming hatred towards Xiao Heng!


At that moment, Grandma Li suddenly bit a guard, breaking free from restraint.


With unexpected strength, she desperately charged at the doctor draining my daughter's blood.


But before she could look back at my daughter, a thick stick struck the back of her head.


I wanted to warn Grandma Li, but my voice reached no one's ears.


I could only watch as Grandma Li, with clouded, unwilling eyes, fell to the ground.


"Ah... Grandma Li, Grandma, no, ahhhh!"


I was in too much pain, my heart, dead for years, seemed to grow flesh and blood, and only my roar filled the world.


In the pool of blood, Grandma Li seemed to hear my call, using her last breath to crawl towards my daughter.


But before she could touch my daughter, Xiao Heng stepped on her hand.


He kicked Grandma Li away in disgust, looking down," Blame that cold-hearted Xie Yajun, she abandoned you both!"


Grandma Li slipped into unconsciousness and death.


My daughter looked up at the man before her, her eyes filled with hatred.


Suddenly, she burst up, using all her might to shake off the guards and bit into Xiao Heng's fingers fiercely.


Xiao Heng winced in pain, quickly pulling his hand away, but his skin was still broken.


His face tensed, he was ready to retaliate when he saw his daughter fall straight down, silent.


"You little bastard..." Xiao Heng cursed begrudgingly, kicking his daughter's lifeless body.


His face grim, not noticing his blood dripping into the bowl.


The faint sound caught Xiao Heng's attention. He instinctively looked down, seeing his blood slowly merging with his daughter's half-bowl of blood.


In an instant, his pupils constricted rapidly.


"The blood is merging... how is that possible? No, the blood recognition is unreasonable... don't think of confusing me!"


He furiously kicked the half-bowl of blood, breathing heavily, his expression terrifying.


Just then, a guard shouted anxiously, "Prince, we found the Princess Consort's..."


Xiao Heng suddenly let out a low laugh, mocking, "I knew it, Xie Yajun isn't so easy to die, this little bastard has nothing to do with me!"


Xin Yun came to his side, full of heartache, "Ah Heng brother, your hand is still bleeding..."


Xiao Heng dismissively flicked the blood off his hand, lifting his gaze to the guard, asking, "Where is Xie Ya? Bring her to me at once!"


The reporting guard looked troubled and hesitated, "Prince, what we found was... Xie Yajun's gravestone."


Chapter 4