Hand of Fate

  He Dongxi's words made Xiao Zong stunned for a moment, and then a melancholy emotion slowly surged up.

  A person with the same name and surname, she was killed by the one she loved, while she was killed by her own 'good sister' with a borrowed knife. Is it just fate's hand that pushed her to this time and space to witness another betrayal?

  "Don't blame me, I didn't want to either... Mingyuan really liked this child... Alas, who knew he was unlucky and couldn't come into this world... The doctor said he had no heartbeat, I'm heartbroken... He's dead, it shouldn't be wasted... Help me, besides you, it's also doing a good deed for me as his mother!"

  He Dongxi stroked her slightly bulging belly, her tone light and airy, while in her heart she sighed for another Xiao Congrong. With this ferocity, even ten of them would be killed!

  Who would have thought that this woman with a voice as gentle as a clear spring actually had such a deep mind, Xiao Zong suddenly wanted to see what she looked like!

  But she just thought about it, this woman dared to tell her all the bad things she had done, and was sure that she would definitely die. If she knew she was awake, then her death might have come earlier.

  "The princess...the king has arrived!"

  Lian Mei's voice had just sounded outside when Xiao Zong heard a heavy footstep rushing in.

  "Xiao Hui, how did you come here? You just had a miscarriage, the doctor told you to rest well, why didn't you listen? And ran to this unlucky place, what if something unexpected happens again?"

  This voice is that of Wang Ye, Xiao Zongrong has recognized it.

  "Husband, I came over to see Rong's sister. I heard that no one in the Xiao family is taking care of her... She's so pitiful! Husband, please invite a doctor to come and take a look at her!"

  He Dongxi's voice was choked with sobs, and she tugged at Wu Mingyuan's sleeve with a pleading expression, her tears welling up in her eyes.

  Wu Mingyuan turned his head to take a look at Xiao Congrong, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and saw that she had disheveled hair and a pale face, with new and old bloodstains all over her quilt and clothes.

  As they spoke, a foul smell wafted up to his nose. He subconsciously pulled He Dongxue back a few steps, furrowed his brow and ordered: "Someone, go call Rong Guang!"

  The words had just fallen when someone outside the door responded in a low voice: "Your Highness, I'm here!"

  "Wu Mingyuan shouted: 'Didn't I tell you to go and inform the Xiao family to come and collect their people? Why is Xiao Congrong still in the mansion?'"

  "In response to the king's words, I went to inform the Xiao family. General Xiao said that Third Miss had said something before her marriage: 'She was born a Wu, she will die a Wu ghost, and marrying the king would make her the king's person.'"

  Rong Guang bowed and said: "General Xiao let his subordinates bring a message to the king, saying 'Xiao Congrong is alive, if she did something wrong, the king can punish her! If she's dead, the king should consider the relationship between husband and wife and bury her in the imperial mausoleum, it would be her honor; if he thinks she doesn't deserve it, wrap her in a straw mat and bury her in the chaotic mound, the Xiao family won't have any complaints! People... they won't come to claim her!"

  "What?......" Wu Mingyuan was furious: "The imperial edict ordering the Xiao family to come and take the person is the will of the empress, does the Xiao family think they can disobey the edict?"

  Rong Guang lowered his head, not knowing how to respond. He Xiu pulled at Wu Mingyuan's sleeve and said softly, "Husband, let's not worry about this for now. We should get a doctor to take a look at Rongrong first! I think she's in a bad way!"

  Everyone's gaze shifted to Xiao Congrong on the bed, only to see her breathing rapidly, her face as white as paper, and she seemed to be exhaling without inhaling...