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The night was as cold as water, and the chilly moonlight shone with a faint radiance, brightening up the pitch-black night. Beautiful women were blooming under the moon in the courtyard, and when the flowers bloomed, they were like a large snowflake, creating a spectacular sight.

The teapot in the courtyard would occasionally emit "pu pu" sounds as it was being cooked. The black and white duo were sitting in the courtyard, leisurely playing chess.

"Why did you undo the seal?" The black-robed man stared fixedly at the chessboard. The black chess piece in his hand flipped back and forth. After hesitating for a long time, the chess piece finally landed.

The man in white was Feng Xue Han. He didn't answer the black-cloaked person's question, but picked up a white chess piece and gently put it aside.

The man in black opened his eyes wide and looked at the move, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. No matter who saw his expression, they would know that he was going to lose.

Letting out a sigh, he threw the chess piece in his hand to the side and said helplessly: "Seriously, I've never won a single game of chess with you!" After he finished speaking, he looked at the cold and indifferent Feng Xue Han in front of him and asked: "Is it because of her that you're doing this?"

Knowing that he would not answer his question, the black-cloaked man hesitated for a moment. Finally, he opened his mouth and said, "The time for the various countries to visit is about to come."

"En," Feng Xue Han replied softly. There were still no ripples on his calm and indifferent face. It was as though what the black robed man said had nothing to do with him.

Picking up the teacup that had been placed at the side, the man in black took a sip and said with some emotion, "Now that your seal has been removed, it's impossible to fool those people. You have to be prepared!"

"I am no longer the me of the past!" Feng Xue Han said indifferently, his eyes were still as cold as before.

"That's right!" With a sigh, the man in black said, "You've grown up."

With a cold glint in his purple eyes, Feng Xue Han lightly glanced at the black-robed man. He then stood up and looked into the distance with his dark and deep eyes, and said: "The debts must be paid!"

After tidying up the accounts, Ye Qing`er rubbed her throbbing temples before standing up and lazily stretching her waist. Leaving the study and feeling the cool night air, she felt her heart clear up, even her drowsy head felt a bit clearer.

"Madam, it's getting late. Why don't you go back and rest?" Ye Qing`er's maidservant, Qiuju, said with concern, "Ever since Old Master fell ill, you have not been able to rest properly. You should also be careful!"

Rubbing her stomach, Ye Qing`er's face was filled with a maternal glow as she nodded. She then spoke in a gentle voice, "Help me back!"

"Yes sir!"

Walking up to the stone steps, Qiujin turned her gaze onto Ye Qing`er, as she coldly laughed. Stretching out her hands, she forcefully pushed Ye Qing`er down the stone steps.

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"Wh-why?" Qiuju was her personal maidservant. She didn't believe that Qiuju would do such a thing. The intense pain in her stomach caused her consciousness to become increasingly blurry, maintaining the last trace of consciousness as she asked with great difficulty, "Why did you do this to me?"

As she slowly walked down the steps, Qiuju's face was filled with a sinister coldness. She stared down at Ye Qing`er, who was prostrated on the ground, without a shred of sympathy. "Someone paid for your life!"

"Who is it?" Beads of sweat dripped down from Ye Qing`er's face, her pale face had also become transparent due to the excessive blood loss.

Rubbing her sleeves, Qiuqiu bent down and whispered in Ye Qing`er's ear, "You want to know?" Then let the King of Hell tell you! " After speaking, she placed her hand on Ye Qing`er's neck, coldly staring at the unconscious Ye Qing`er. She cleared her throat as she shouted, "Someone come, someone come quickly! Aunt Ye has fallen down the stairs."

As she stepped into the inner hall, even though she was prepared, she was still shocked. The hall was filled with the smell of blood, and Qiuju and Qiuyu could not stop crying as they called out "Madam". Ye Qing`er was curled up on a bed carved with fragrant wood. The mattresses beneath her were completely soaked in blood, and even the canopy of dark green wild flowers hanging on the bed was stained with blood.

The servants wore frightened expressions as they hurried back and forth. The wind that blew up from their skirts caused the candles in the hall, which were bright as day, to flicker and countless figures landed on the ground, appearing like countless dark ghosts floating up.

Ya Fu forcefully calmed her heart and asked Dr. Xu: "How is Aunt Ye?"

Doctor Xu's hands were red and bloody, with drops of blood dripping from the tips of his fingers. He was sweating profusely, and his voice was filled with tears. "The child definitely won't be able to be saved. We can only try our best to protect the adults."

Yun Shengqiang, who had rushed over, was weak. He was only wearing a cape and his face was sallow. Looking at Third Madame, he asked anxiously, "How is Qing'er now?"

Third Madame found it hard to believe. "He's still in a coma. The doctor said the child definitely won't be able to be saved."

"How can you be like this?"

Ya Fu, who was standing at the side, said, "Uncle, I heard from the maidservants that Aunt Ye accidentally fell down the stairs."

Half of Yun Sheng's face fell into the shadow of the candle flame. His eyes were as dull as the scattered stars in the sky, and also as lifeless as a fish's eye. His lips trembled slightly, and the hand hanging by his side also began to tremble.

"Uncle, you're not fully recovered yet. Go back and rest, we're here …" Before she could finish, she saw Yun Sheng's emaciated body fall to the ground.

For a moment, the chaotic scene became even more chaotic. Ya Fu faced the servants and shouted, "Take uncle down to rest first."

Looking at the gloating aunts, she frowned in disgust and said in a loud voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, you should all go back and rest first. After a night of tormenting, everyone must be tired."

When the people who were unwilling to stay in the inn heard this, they all nodded their heads. Third Madame pulled on Ya Fu's hand and apologetically said, "Since that's the case, we will be leaving first!"

At this moment, a doctor who was helping at the side walked over and said, "Madam is bleeding and has not yet awoken. You must be mentally prepared."

Those who initially wanted to leave, upon hearing the word 'bad luck', all ran away faster than anyone else!

Ya Fu coldly looked at all of this, then turned around and walked towards the inner hall.

Doctor Xu wiped the blood off his hands, shook his head at Ya Fu, and walked out with a sigh.

Seeing this, Ya Fu said to the people in the room with a gloomy face: "All of you can leave!"

"Yes sir!" After all, Ya Fu was the eldest wife of Yun Xie Yu, if she were to speak now, the people below would not dare to refute, and they all lowered their heads and quietly walked out.

Lifting up the curtain, Ya Fu walked in. Ye Qing`er's complexion was as pale and transparent as new snow. It was a very fragile feeling, like a chrysanthemum that had been darkened by the autumn rain.

As if she had heard the commotion, Ye Qing`er's eyes opened wide. Her eyes flickered with a faint black light that was too pale and completely opposite to her appearance. Her crystal clear eyes stared at Ya Fu as she asked, "It's you …" Although it was a question, it was a statement.

At this moment, an inconspicuous maidservant walked in. She glanced at Ye Qing`er, who was lying on the bed, before smiling leisurely.

Ya Fu saw the newcomer and quickly put the chair in front of the unremarkable maid. She respectfully said: "Miss, please sit!"

Nodding, the maidservant sat not too far away from Ye Qing`er.

"Who are you?" Ye Qing`er struggled to ask.

The plain looking maid smiled and said, "Aunt Ye, you can't even recognize my voice?"

"It's you …" Ye Qing`er stared at the person in front of her in disbelief, her pale white face flushed red from excitement, "Yun Weiyang, why did you do this to me?"

Narrowing his eyes, Yun Weiyang faintly said: "You must die!"

Hearing this, Ye Qing`er didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, she let out a mournful smile, "You are using me to deal with Yun Sheng, right?"

"That's right!" Yun Weiyang admitted it generously, "Of course Yun Sheng Zhong would not know that the child in your stomach is not his. Only if you die will he be so heartbroken."

Laughing softly, Ye Qing`er shook her head and said, "You want Yun Sheng to make a move against the people around you, right?" As they neared death, even the mind became clearer.

"That's right!" Yun Weiyang said.

Holding in her last breath, Ye Qing`er struggled as she asked, "Why didn't you make a move earlier?"

Staring fixedly at Ye Qing`er, who was on the verge of death, Yun Weiyang fell silent for a moment before she said: "What meaning is there if a person dies happily!" With that, she said faintly, "Aunt Ye, your child will not be able to be saved. Even if I do not do anything, do you think you will be able to survive? "Yun Sheng is clear that he knew you were pregnant, why did he still hand the power over to you? The reason was known by Aunt Ye!"

"You …" Ye Qing`er rushed up in a single breath, her face red as she glared at Yun Weiyang, "You, you're so vicious!" She hated it, really hated it.

Quietly sitting on the chair, Yun Weiyang gently lifted her delicate hand, and said without care: "You are not the first one to say that to me, and certainly not the last!" After saying that, she stood up. "If I want to hate you, then I'll hate you for entering the general's estate!"

Glancing at Ya Fu beside him, Yun Weiyang coldly said: "Finish her!" Then he walked out without looking back.

Even if Yun Weiyang did not kill her, Ye Qing`er would not have been able to survive. Otherwise, Yun Sheng would not have been able to push the authority of the clan onto her hands, even when Yun Weiyang was pregnant. This would have pushed her into the limelight.

Qian Ying and Yi Na who were already waiting at the side were both dressed in black. Upon seeing Yun Weiyang come out, they hurriedly went forward and asked: "Miss, are you alright?"

Shaking his head, Yun Weiyang replied: "I'm fine!" After saying that, she turned to Ina and said, "Ina, don't leave that autumn chrysanthemum behind. Clean up the tail."

"Yes sir!"

"Who?" Yun Weiyang squinted her eyes, looking not far away she shouted out: "Come out!"