Chapter 5: Saving Her One Last Time

Xie Ruo Jiao was caught off guard by these words. She had planned to blame Jiang Rong’s parents for their early deaths, forgetting that Na Ji was still involved.

The ancestors believed that a marriage destined for great fortune was auspicious; did she think it inauspicious? Is she more formidable than the ancestors?

“But today, I married in, and I started vomiting blood. How do you explain that?” Xie Ruo Jiao persisted stubbornly.

Jiang Rong glanced lightly at her pale face, a slight smile forming on her lips. “Second sister, it does seem like you’ve been jolted. If I’m not mistaken, the moment you vomited blood just now coincided precisely with the execution of a slave in the household—one who was beaten to death.”

“So, it was Ying Chun who bumped into you. She’s unwilling to accept her death, so she came to scare you. I won’t forgive her. Guards! Bring the culprit here!”

The eldest daughter-in-law ordered, and Jing Zhe immediately looked to Xie Lingxi for instructions.

Xie Lingxi’s eyes were deep and inscrutable, but he did not stop her. “Go ahead.”

Soon after, Jing Zhe carried in a bloodied female corpse.

Ying Chun was beaten to death, her body soaked in blood, her face contorted in a ferocious grimace, eyes staring unblinkingly—her death was terribly tragic.

“Get away! Throw her out quickly! Don’t bring the dead body into my room!” Xie Ruo Jiao shrieked, jumping up from her bed in a lively manner, no longer weak, shouting loudly:

“What are you doing? What are you trying to do? Throw her out! Brother! You need to control her…”

Xie Lingxi ignored her. His sister indeed deserved a lesson.

Brazenly deceiving him.

“Second sister don’t panic. As soon as you see her, your illness will immediately improve—you’ll be able to jump and run, which proves I’m right. It was her bumping into you. Rest assured, your sister-in-law will help you vent your anger, crush her bones to ashes, and make her spirit fly away,” Jiang Rong said with a smile, then directly picked up a candlestick on the table and threw it onto Ying Chun’s corpse.

The flames burst forth, roaring to life.

“Second sister, watch carefully. Once she’s burned, your sickness will be cured.”

Xie Ruo Jiao was nearly driven mad by her, terrified beyond measure!

They carried a bloodied corpse and threw it in front of her, then set it on fire…

Wails echoed.

Brother’s new wife was terrifying!

“I’m fine now! I’m fine! My illness is gone! Quickly take these things out!” Xie Ruo Jiao’s voice was trembling, filled with sobs.

Jiang Rong was satisfied, curling her lips in a slight smile.

In her previous life, she had lived ten years in the Northern King’s residence and was very familiar with the temperaments of everyone in the Xie family.

Xie Ruo Jiao was inherently kind but utterly lacked restraint in her actions.

She had repeatedly made things difficult for Jiang Rong in her past life, all because of Chen’s cousin, Chen Caiwei, who kept scheming, stirring trouble and sowing discord.

“What is second sister crying about?” a gentle voice came from outside the door. A fragile woman dressed in green, elegant and graceful, stepped forward softly.

“Cousin, save me!” Xie Ruo Jiao immediately scrambled behind the newcomer.

Chen Caiwei looked at Xie Lingxi first, then at Jiang Rong, her face flushing slightly. “I heard second sister was ill, so I came to see her. I didn’t expect brother and Miss Jiang to be here too… Miss Jiang, please don’t mind. Second sister is mischievous. If she did anything wrong, I, as her cousin, will take responsibility.”

Jiang Rong’s gaze fell coldly on her face.

In her previous life, Chen Caiwei was the first to show her kindness, helping her escape from the Northern King’s residence.

She thought Chen Caiwei was kind-hearted.

But unexpectedly, Chen Caiwei used her trust to slip her an aphrodisiac, intending to frame her for infidelity.

Xie Lingxi had saved her, and they had shared a night of intimacy.

Jiang Rong held Xie Lingxi’s actions against him, refusing to believe his explanations.

She hated Xie Lingxi for ruining her innocence, and in her anger, she threw away the potion he had given her.

The poison from the underworld’s mysterious herbs required nine rare medicines to cure, and none could substitute.

Without this medicine, there was no remedy.

Xie Lingxi could only exchange his life, taking the poison upon himself.

“Jiang Rong, I will no longer appear before you, as you wish.”

Before falling into unconsciousness, Xie Lingxi had spoken his final words to her.

At that time, Jiang Rong didn’t feel sad. She didn’t love Xie Lingxi; she only wanted him dead.

But now, with Chen Caiwei’s appearance awakening those distant memories, Jiang Rong’s heart flooded with uncontrollable pain.

Xie Lingxi exchanged his life for hers. Luckily, he did not die but became a living dead.

Later, he was taken away by a divine healer to seek a cure. She felt guilty for exchanging his life, so she stayed at the Northern King’s residence.

Ten years later, he finally woke up.

At that time, the world was in chaos, and he was an invincible war god who knew no defeat. She sent the Xie family to the south from the capital to reunite with him.

But she herself did not go.

She had lived ten years as the Crown Prince’s wife of the Northern King, supporting the Xie family, yet she never loved Xie Lingxi.

Her heart belonged only to her childhood sweetheart—the Jiang family, her true home forever.

She returned to the Jiang family.

Unexpectedly, she was betrayed by the Jiang family and Shen Wenyuan, handed over to the enemy commander of the Northern Desert.

They used her life to threaten Xie Lingxi to come alone.

Jiang Rong was hung on the city wall, her mind filled with a single thought:

Xie Lingxi, you promised me. We shall never meet again in this life.

You better keep your word.

Don’t come back.

Please, don’t come.

In the twenty-seventh year of Yong’an, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, a general dressed in shining silver armor, under the starry sky, rode across thousands of miles. Arrows pierced his body, blood staining the long street.

Save her one last time