"Your two newborn children are dead. Even if you have incredible medical skills, you can't save them."
"Xia Wanyi, you're going to die a terrible death."
Xia Qingge, who was forced to kneel on the ground by two nannies holding her collarbones, cried and roared. Her heart-wrenching voice was carried far away by the north wind and the snow.
Upon hearing this, Xia Wanyi sneered.
"Am I not going to die a terrible death? Xia Qingge, the poisonous wine has been poured into your stomach. Why haven't you seen through the situation yet? Your two children were poisoned by the Emperor himself. The poisonous wine that he fed you was given by the Emperor himself. He didn't want the three of you to live on, not me."
"Impossible, this is impossible..."
Xia Qingge's body trembled from crying, unable to believe what she was seeing.
He had assisted Ye Tiancheng for five years and married him for three years. Relying on his heaven-defying medical skills, he risked his brother's life to make Ye Tianchen, the prince who was despised by others, step on blood all the way to the throne.
The birds had all hidden themselves, and the dead would be cooked.
This was something that Xia Qingge understood, but she had underestimated Ye Tianlan's ruthlessness. She didn't expect that he wouldn't even let go of his child.
That was also his child!
As the strong liquor went through her intestines and stomach, the poison took effect. Blood gushed out of her mouth little by little, and her internal organs were in great pain.
But that kind of pain was far worse than heartache.
"I want to see Ye Tiancheng. I want to kill him..."
"Stop dreaming."
Xia Wanyi said coldly, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in her eyes.
"Xia Qingge, it's impossible for His Majesty to see you. To say the least, even if he sees you, what can you do? The two children are dead, and you can't live for more than an hour. It's useless to vent your hatred. It's impossible to take revenge. What else do you have to struggle for?"
Looking at the blood flowing out of Xia Qingge's mouth, Xia Wanyi couldn't help being excited.
She slowly squatted down. The long red dress embroidered with golden silk and clouds, along with the big red cloak, made a touch of coquettish red on the snow-covered ground.
That smear of red was even more eye-catching than Xia Qingyue's blood.
"We're sisters, after all. Before you die, I might as well tell you another secret: Your brother's death was planned by His Majesty."
"Puff..."
Hearing Xia Wanyi's words, Xia Qingge couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
With the last bit of strength, she broke free from the grip of the two nannies. Her pair of frozen and stiff hands suddenly grabbed Xia Wanyi's arm.
"What... what did you say? Say it again, He'er... He'er..."
"Xia Changhe's kung fu was personally taught by Master Shang Shan. You were the one who passed down his art of war. He led the troops to fight against the North Cang State for seven days and seven victories. He was called the Little God of War. As a result, he was ambushed on the way back to the court with victory. He was killed by poison arrows and a coward... Do you really think it was a coincidence?"
"Ye... Ye..."
"That's right." Xia Wanyi approached with a sneer, breaking Xia Qingge's heart little by little. "His Majesty has long wanted to kill you. If Xia Changhe doesn't die, he will definitely avenge you and your child, so he must die."
"Why, why did he treat me like this..."
She had done everything for Yetian. She didn't want to be the only one in her life, but even living was a luxury in the world, and even her closest relatives couldn't end well.
He did everything in his love, but he ended up like this...
It was ridiculous.
Xia Wanyi couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw Xia Qingge's down-and-out state of mind.
"Xia Qingge, even if you were to die, you wouldn't know why the Emperor would treat you like this. You've always been smart, haven't you noticed that the person who saved you from the fire that year wasn't him?"