Na vida passada, Xie Shu acreditou nas palavras de sua sogra e de seu marido, pensando que a princesa Jinghe, tomada pelo ódio do amor, havia atacado impiedosamente a Mansão do Marquês, e que apenas a
The hemp rope around her neck tightened more and more, suffocation and pain surging up to the crown of her head. The root of her tongue felt as if it was about to bleed. Xie Shu summoned her last ounce of strength to clutch the rope tightly, but her fingertips were nearly crushed. The person behind her showed no mercy whatsoever.
“Xie Shu, do you really think the Hou residence can’t do without you?” Ning Rongsheng sneered coldly, increasing the pressure in his grip. He lifted her entire body up to his face, his tone sinister. “Let me tell you the truth: I was the one who handed over the evidence of the Xie family’s conspiracy to the Crown Prince. Your brother, who barely escaped death, was killed by the assassin I sent.”
“I... I... what about my sister?”
A tear of blood traced down the corner of her eye. Xie Shu struggled to speak. Everyone in the Xie family was dead—everyone. Only her sister, Xie Yingsheng, was missing—neither dead nor seen.
Hearing her sister’s name, Ning Rongsheng’s already twisted face grew even more hideous. He spat and cursed, “Xie Ying? Ha! She deserved to die! How dare she reject my marriage proposal? Why would she look down on me?”
Then Ning Rongsheng leaned close to Xie Shu’s ear and whispered, “She’s dead—dead in the military brothel of the Wei Kingdom. A grand general reduced to a mere bed for a thousand men, a whore ridden by millions!”
No! Impossible!
Xie Shu’s eyes were bloodshot. Her sister was the Frontier General, the protector of thousands upon thousands of Wei people!
How could her sist