Half an incense stick’s time later, Ji Yuanzhi was escorted into the prison!

Jingrong accompanied Ji Yunshu to the prison as well.

When entering, however, she did not let Jingrong follow.

In Ji Yuanzhi’s cell, not only was there a foul, nauseating odor, but also a bloody smell.

Probably from when Jingrong sent people to take his blood yesterday—what was left behind!

Ji Yuanzhi sat on the ground, his wretched appearance wearing a cold smile. Those ferocious eyes, the moment Ji Yunshu appeared, fixed intensely on her line of sight.

After a long while, Ji Yunshu spoke to the jailer. “Open the door.”

“This…”

“Open it.”

Her tone was ice cold, piercing through to the soul!

The jailer shuddered slightly, then opened the door.

Accompanied by the sound of iron chains on the door, it opened with a creak.

Ji Yunshu walked inside with steady steps, standing before Ji Yuanzhi.

This man generously raised his head to meet her gaze, the corners of his mouth gradually taking on an evil flavor as he asked, “What, do you want to avenge Luan’er by killing me with your own hands?”

“I came only to ask you one thing before you die.”

Her voice seemed to have been stifled in her throat for a long time before slowly flowing out.

Ji Yuanzhi snorted, lowering his head, his gaze falling on his own fine tiger-skin boots.

The next moment, Ji Yunshu slowly crouched down and asked him.

“That day, it was you who had people carry Ji Pei to the mass burial ground, but there, I did not find his body. I ask you, where exactly is he?”

As soon as the question was asked, Ji Yuanzhi seemed to have grasped Ji Yunshu’s weak spot, his eyes carrying endless smugness.

“You want to know?” His tone was sinister.

“Where exactly is he?”

“He’s dead. Ji Yunshu, Ji Pei is dead. He died right in front of you.”

His tone grew heavier, actually carrying mocking laughter.

Ji Yunshu did not believe it, her eyes reddening. “You’re lying. He’s not dead at all, is he?”

What responded to her was a burst of loud laughter. Ji Yuanzhi at this moment raised his head, looking at the prison ceiling, then slowly met Ji Yunshu’s gaze.

“Ji Yunshu, I truly don’t understand what’s so good about Ji Pei that makes you so devoted to him? Let me tell you, he really is dead. I truly did not have people carry him to the mass burial ground, but instead threw his corpse in the wilderness. I watched with my own eyes as those jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards tore and bit him until his flesh was mangled beyond recognition.”

“Impossible… impossible…”

“Not only that, after those beasts finished eating the flesh on his body and left, I also scattered a layer of corpse-dissolving powder on his torn body. Only after watching him leave no bones behind did I leave with satisfaction.”

After speaking, another burst of loud laughter.

As if seeing that despair in Ji Yunshu’s eyes made him feel as though he had gained the whole world!

Ji Yunshu supported herself to stand up, her legs weak, her body trembling as she leaned backward, retreating several steps in succession.

That kind of despair was like lime seeping into her heart, burning like fire, yet on the outside, her body shook cold!

Even when she watched Ji Pei fall in a pool of blood with her own eyes, she had never felt like this.

It was not pain!

But an unprecedented sense of being at a loss!

So lost that her entire body felt cold.

Ji Yuanzhi did not let up, standing up from the ground and continuing, “Didn’t you love him very much? Haven’t you been waiting for him all along? If I were you, I absolutely would not live out this life, but would follow him to death. Perhaps Heaven would be moved by your devotion and in the next life let you be a pair of beasts, forever together.”

Slap—

A heavy slap swung down from Ji Yunshu’s palm.

The stinging numbness in her palm seemed to pull her back from that place of grief and despair. At this moment, those eyes filled with tears seemed as if they were filled with mercury.

Carrying unprecedented ruthless determination and killing intent!

She bit down hard on her teeth. Before Ji Yuanzhi could react from being struck by this slap, those slender, pale fingertips, like several poison needles, had already grasped his cheeks.

Carrying absolute dominance!

Also forcing Ji Yuanzhi’s sideways gaze to meet her own.

When Ji Yuanzhi saw her gaze, the pain on his face had not completely faded when his body suddenly shuddered.

A bone-chilling cold!

Ji Yunshu’s face showed murderous intent as she said harshly.

“Rest assured, I will toast you with a cup, so you can rest in peace on the road to the Yellow Springs!”

As her words fell, her wrist forcefully flung out. From who knows where she got the strength, she unexpectedly made Ji Yuanzhi fall backward unprepared, his back hitting the solid, cold wall.

She tightened her neck, still forcefully holding back the tears surging madly upward. She straightened her body, her thin shoulders trembling, turned around, and with heavy steps moved step by step toward the prison exit.

“Ji Yunshu.”

Ji Yuanzhi behind her suddenly called out to her.

Her steps halted.

“Do you want to know who told Father about those words you two said under the plum blossom tree back then?”

A shock!

She abruptly turned around, her pupils infinitely dilated as they fixed on him.

Actually, she had suspected more than once—why did Ji Shuhan know about what Ji Pei had said to her at that time?

“Who was it?”

“Fine, I’ll tell you.” He, Ji Yuanzhi, walked two steps closer to her, his eyes gradually reflecting a terrifying gleam.

When the distance between the two was no more than two fists apart, and while Ji Yunshu was completely unprepared, an object gleaming with silvery-white light suddenly emerged from Ji Yuanzhi’s hand, violently slashing toward her face.

She did not even have time to dodge. In an instant, her left cheek was sliced open with a cut from cheekbone to jaw.

Blood flowed out, marking that beautiful, delicate face with a slender red river.

“Miss Ji.”

The jailer outside rushed in, about to pull Ji Yuanzhi away.

Who would have known that just as Ji Yuanzhi withdrew the silver hairpin from his hand, he violently thrust it toward his own neck.

It pierced straight through to the bone!

Then he forcefully pulled it out.

Blood flowed out, instantly dyeing Ji Yuanzhi’s clothing red, also spattering onto Ji Yunshu’s body.

Ji Yuanzhi’s mouth bled as he smiled, looking at Ji Yunshu. “You will never… ever know who it was!”

His body fell straight backward!

Ji Yunshu just stood there motionless. The pain on her face seemed to dissipate with this scene before her eyes.

Ji Yuanzhi on the ground, eyes wide open, his neck stained red over a large area.

“He’s dead, the man is dead!” The jailer cried out in alarm!

Yet Ji Yunshu appeared exceptionally calm, her entire person completely fallen into a soulless state.

She blankly turned around, left the cell, her eyes unfocused, her steps moving one by one toward the prison exit.

Her vision gradually blurred, her legs lost their strength. It was not until the whitish light outside the prison harshly pierced her blurred vision that she finally could not hold on any longer.

A figure also rushed toward her. As her body swayed and fell downward.

She was firmly caught by a pair of large hands, held tightly in an embrace.

“Yunshu…”

That wound on her face, blood still continuously flowing out!

Deep into the flesh!