The Tales of a Blessed Daughter

Jin Feichen looked at the Royal Secret Guards standing behind her. She knew that she had lost, completely lost.

She turned around stiffly and walked towards the throne. She looked at the throne that was placed high on the steps. This position made so many people yearn for it. Many people were willing to die at its feet. All for this ice-cold throne.

She stood in front of the throne. Even if she lost, she still looked down at them with arrogance.

Rong Zhi suddenly was a little flustered. He could not help but say, “As long as you promise me one thing, I can let you off.”

Jin Feichen said expressionlessly, “Oh, is that so?”

Rong Zhi said, “Back then, when I got out of the palace, a palace maid helped me. Tell me where she is, and I will let you off.”

He could have investigated it himself, but for some reason, he did not want Jin Feichen to die just like that.

Jin Feichen’s eyes moved, and she asked, “What do you want to do when you find her?”

Rong Zhi said, “She’s my wife.”

Jin Feichen suddenly laughed, so much so that tears were coming out of her eyes. In the end, she could not stand steadily and reached out to hold the imperial chair behind her to stabilize her body.

Rong Zhi said angrily, “What are you laughing at?”

Jin Feichen wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. Because of the redness at the corner of her eyes, her usually cold face revealed a sense of charm now. She asked, “What if she dies?”

Rong Zhi frowned and said, “What do you mean?”

Jin Feichen smiled and said, “Letting go the sinners from the previous dynasty will naturally result in death.”

Rong Zhi’s face was filled with anger as he said, “You people are the ones who deserve to die.”

Jin Feichen muttered, “That’s right, I’m the one who deserves to die.”

After she finished speaking, she pulled out the armrest of the throne. It turned out to be a knife. Under Rong Zhi’s gradually terrified gaze, she stabbed the knife into her heart.

Rong Zhi roared and rushed to her side. He said angrily, “I didn’t let you die. What right do you have to die?”

Jin Feichen smiled gently at him and said, “In our next lives, I hope that we are all ordinary people.”

The door of the imperial palace was opened from the outside. Jin Tong and An Yi, who could not find Su Yan and Guo Ruoyun in Tianjian, rushed to the imperial palace. The moment they entered, they saw the extremely quiet imperial palace. Jin Tong felt strange and ran all the way to the main hall. They just happened to see the scene of Jin Feichen killing herself.

“Sister!”

Jin Tong shouted loudly and quickly went forward to push away Rong Zhi, who was hugging Jin Feichen.

She trembled as she hugged her royal sister’s corpse and kept shouting, “Sister, Sister, wake up! Don’t scare me, Sister…”

Jin Feichen had already lost her breath, but her right hand was tightly clenched as if she wanted to grab onto something.

Rong Zhi sat on the side in a daze and touched his heart.

He had clearly taken revenge, but why wasn’t he happy?

Jin Tong shouted loudly and pulled out the whip in her hand and swung it at Rong Zhi. Rong Zhi grabbed it and swung it again. Jin Tong was flung away and An Yi flew forward to catch Jin Tong.

Rong Zhi’s expression had already returned to its cold expression. He looked at Jin Tong and said, “Your Highness, it’s better for you to see the situation clearly.”

Jin Tong gritted her teeth and roared angrily, “I knew you didn’t have good intentions. Only my royal sister can’t see through your wild ambitions.”

Rong Zhi sneered, “Don’t look like I’ve let you down. It was your parents who first used despicable methods to snatch our Qi Kingdom. It was your fault first. All three hundred members of our Qi Kingdom’s royal family have died an unnatural death. Today is your retribution.”

Jin Tong was stunned and asked, “You’re Qi Kingdom’s Seventh Prince, Qi Rong?” After saying that, she began to cry. Looking at her royal sister on the ground, she asked, “Did my royal sister know about this before she died?”

Rong Zhi frowned and said, “What does it matter?”