The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

The scar on the high priest's face had not fully healed yet, and her still beautiful face was now extremely cold. She stared at Jiang Xuecheng like a venomous snake.

"You think you won? No, you actually lost!"

Before the high priest finished her sentence, the green pipe had pierced into her artery. Blood splattered on the translucent glass column, leaving a mottled trail of blood!

She actually wanted to die!

Jiang Xuecheng was shocked!

Jiang Xuecheng immediately wanted to stop the high priest, but through the translucent glass column, no one could break through the barrier and save her directly!

And the high priest's heart-wrenching smile on her deathbed was neurotic, no longer conscious at all!

Fresh blood stained the high priest's face, and at this moment, her exquisite facial features actually had a strange sense of horror.

"Haha, you'll never know…"

She had wanted to tell Jiang Xuecheng that his and Su Wan's child had not died, but wasn't it good to bury this secret with her forever?!

The remaining staff here had all been replaced. Those who had participated in Su Wan's surgery earlier had all been mercilessly disposed of!

…

As the blood flowed out of her body, the high priest suddenly felt that everything before her eyes was pitch black.

After ridiculing Jiang Xuecheng in a frenzy, the high priest suddenly realized that the figures of Jiang Xuecheng and the staff were originally clear, but at this moment, they had become a quivering little black dot.

Was this… the feeling of being on the verge of death?

The high priest's already weak hand gradually dropped down. Her eyes were blank, as if she did not feel like she was in this cold laboratory.

Instead, she had returned to the era of a young girl, the closed manor with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

She saw that she was flying a kite with her sister.

The young girl who looked similar to her, but did not have a tear mole at the corner of her right eye, looked up at the sky happily. Her slender fingers held the string of the kite and ran like the wind.

Meanwhile, she was standing by the stream, watching her sister fiddling with the kite that she had made herself, shaking it with her bare hands.

Was it that fun?

At that time, the fifteen-year-old high priest thought.

And just like that, the string of the kite broke. It floated across the other side of the stream and flew towards the distant mountains.

She looked at her sister hesitantly.

"Aren't you going to send someone to pick it up? You've worked hard to make the kite for several days."

The girl who looked exactly like her shook her head and revealed a smile that the high priest could not understand at all. It was as if she was lonely, but it was also as if she was relieved.

"Why must I let such a place restrain my kite? It's good that it flew out."

The elder sister gazed at the kite that was drifting further and further away and said in a low voice.

"The world is vast. If only I could leave this place with that kite…"

She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but the girl's eyes were dim.

The scenes from the past appeared as if they were passing by. The high priest felt slightly bitter. She was probably on the verge of death, but she felt that the past had become clearer.

As she grew older, she took control of the entire family and became the high priest revered by tens of thousands of people. As for her elder sister, she was regarded as a dead person within the God's Palace.

Only the high priest knew that her elder sister had not died. Instead, she had been sent to a distant place.

So, was her elder sister, who was far away in a distant place, currently happy?

Even if she had given up her identity, even if she had given up her talent, there were still so many trivial matters to worry about.

Even if she no longer had the glory that was revered by tens of thousands of people, even if she could not become the person that the entire family praised…

That was why she became a woman and a mother.

That was why her appearance was no longer there, and she grew old.

Was… was all of this worth it?!

The young girl herself and her elder sister disappeared, but the high priest's eyes still had a trace of nostalgia.

She had been entangled with power for her entire life, thinking that she could transcend the mortal world and live a life without sickness and death, becoming the god above the clouds that could turn the rain and the clouds upside down.

However, she, who thought that she could control the situation, had to die alone at this moment.

The high priest had never shed tears in her life. However, at this moment, a cold drop of tear fell from the corner of her eyes.

Through the blurry line of sight, she took one last look at the young man outside the glass column. The young man had a cold expression, and she could vaguely see his sister's appearance.

Heh, goodbye.

This young man, who could be considered her nephew, had finally forced her into a corner.

…

This woman had simply gone mad!

No one had expected that the high priest would actually choose such a decisive method to end her life!

After all, in the God's Palace, who didn't know that the high priest was the person who cherished her life the most?!

Jiang Xuecheng's heart was filled with terror. He shook the entrance of the glass column in disbelief, but it was already too late.

He watched as the high priest's body went limp. Her clothes were dyed a scarlet red, like a red flower blooming in hell.

Jiang Xuecheng's body shook violently.

She actually…

Died just like that?

How could it be!

How could she… die just like that?!

Jiang Xuecheng's dark pupils dilated more than twice. He looked at the lifeless body in disbelief.

He felt as if someone was strangling his neck, and he could not speak.

Although he hated the high priest to the bone, he had never thought of ending the high priest's life in such a hurry!

Was there any other cure to the CHK Virus No.3 in Su Wan's body? How could he and Su Wan return to their original world!

Were all these things to be buried in the dust with the high priest's death?!

The strong fluctuation of emotions almost made Jiang Xuecheng go crazy!

He almost reached out to touch the high priest's throat, wanting to test whether she was really dead or pretending. The medical staff in white coats beside him quickly shouted.

"Your Highness! Don't touch the high priest's corpse!"

"She has been infected with CHK Virus No.3. If you touch it, although it won't work on you, it will inevitably carry the virus and harm others!"

"Yeah, it's better to just cremate her body!"

It was said that once a person loses power, everyone would bring them down. After the death of the high priest, those people defected so quickly, which still made Jiang Xuecheng feel sorry for them.

When Jiang Xuecheng heard those people's words, he immediately turned around. He looked around at the white-robed doctors present and sneered from his nose.

"Now you are starting to pity the world and people, thinking of not spreading the CHK Virus No.3? Why didn't you know that this kind of behavior was heartless when you developed it?!"

Sensing the cold and stern aura from Jiang Xuecheng, everyone kept quiet.

It was obvious that after witnessing the high priest's suicide, Jiang Xuecheng's mood had fluctuated greatly. No one else could afford to provoke him.

Just as the atmosphere fell into a stalemate, Ming Ye, who had been drugged with an anesthetic, opened his eyes with some difficulty.

He woke up.