After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 304 Locking up Su Wan'er

Chapter 304 Locking up Su Wan'er

Seeing Murong Yi's angry face, Su Wan'er's legs went weak, and she explained in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, I... Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, Murong Yi suddenly raised her hand and slapped Su Wan'er across the face with a loud "smack".

The slap was extremely powerful, and Su Wan'er was knocked to one side and fell heavily to the ground.

She lay sprawled on the ground, her hair disheveled and blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were filled with grievance and terror, tears welling up and streaming down her cheeks, making her look pitiful and heartbroken. She slowly raised her head, looking at Murong Yi in disbelief, and said in a tearful voice, "Your Highness, you...you hit me?"

Murong Yi's eyes reddened, his chest heaved violently, anger and heartache intertwined on his face. He pointed at Su Wan'er, his voice trembling with rage: "Su Wan'er! Only today have I seen through you. You are a venomous woman with a heart of stone! You are so cruel. I was truly blind!"

Su Wan'er frantically grabbed the hem of Murong Yi's robe with both hands, her body trembling uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her upturned face, her eyes filled with fear and pleading: "Your Highness, I was just confused for a moment, please don't be angry with me! I know I was wrong!" Her voice was choked with sobs, almost collapsing, her forehead pressed against Murong Yi's shoes, wishing she could humble herself to the dust.

Seeing this, Lin Qianqian stepped forward, her face full of anger and disdain, and snorted, "You know you're wrong? Everyone knows that you always beat and scold Huan'er."

As she spoke, she gently lifted the clothes on Huan'er's arm, revealing that her fair skin was covered in bruises, a shocking sight.

Lin Qianqian's eyes reddened, her voice trembled slightly, and she angrily accused, "Su Wan'er, if I'm not mistaken, you wanted to harm Huaijin, but Huan'er was kind-hearted and protected him, so you resorted to such cruelty to her!"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's eyes widened, her face filled with panic. She hurriedly waved her hands in denial: "I didn't! Lin Qianqian, don't make false accusations! Your Highness, please don't believe her. I didn't mean to. I really didn't harm Huaijin!" As she spoke, she tried to crawl toward Murong Yi, waving her hands in the air as if she could grasp at the last glimmer of hope.

Murong Yi stared at the scene before him, his eyes filled with disappointment and heartache. His chest heaved violently as he took a deep breath, his voice low and chilling: "Su Wan'er, even now, you still won't admit your mistakes and keep making excuses! I heard every single one of your vicious words. I was blind to have failed to see through your true nature and trusted you implicitly. I was terribly wrong!" With that, he disgustedly shook off Su Wan'er's hand, turned away, and refused to look at her again.

Su Wan'er suddenly stood up, her hair flying wildly, her face still wet with tears, but her expression changed from panic to resentment.

Her eyes were fixed on Murong Yi, her eyes red-rimmed, and her voice sharp and shrill: "Ever since Lin Qianqian appeared, you've treated me coldly! You said that your marriage with her was just a political alliance, that you truly loved me. What about all those vows of eternal love and mutual affection we made back then?"

Her chest heaved violently, her emotions running high, and her eyes burned with a raging fury that seemed to want to incinerate everything around her.

At this point, she paused, a twisted, sneer appearing on her face, a laugh filled with self-mockery and disdain. "Hmph, it was all just sweet talk, deceiving me! I gave you everything, my heart was full of you, but what about you? You were easily bewitched by her. Everything I did was because I love you!" She screamed hysterically, her voice echoing in the room, every word filled with the grievances, anger, and resentment that had been building up in her heart for so long.

Murong Yi's lips parted slightly, and she had just uttered "I..." when she was choked by a surge of complex emotions. She was speechless for a moment, her face full of struggle and helplessness, and she silently lowered her head.

Lin Qianqian remained calm, but a hint of pity flickered in her eyes as she looked at Su Wan'er and slowly said, "Su Wan'er, I sympathize with you. I can understand your feelings for the Prince."

She paused slightly, took a step forward, and her expression became serious and firm. "But this is absolutely no reason for you to hurt others. Love is never an excuse for doing evil. You keep saying you love the prince, yet you ruthlessly kill innocent children and loyal maids. Your love is too selfish, too narrow, and has been completely distorted."

Lin Qianqian's voice was calm yet powerful, each word like a heavy hammer blow striking everyone's hearts. She looked directly into Su Wan'er's eyes, her gaze unwavering, "If you truly love someone, you should strive to become a better person, to protect and support them, not lose yourself in jealousy and resentment, committing these heinous acts. Wake up!"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's face flashed a mocking sneer, her eyes filled with madness and determination. She raised her head, staring defiantly at Lin Qianqian, and shrieked, "Hmph, stop with your hypocritical lecturing! I've been proud and arrogant since I was little. There's nothing I can't get if I want it! Anyone who dares to make me unhappy, I'll destroy them!" As she spoke, she waved her hands wildly, her expression becoming increasingly ferocious.

"As for those servants, they are inherently inferior, born to serve others, that's the truth!" Su Wan'er's face twisted even more, her features almost squeezed together with anger. "Who do you think you are? You're just a lowly woman who came out of nowhere and stole everything from me! If I can't have it, I'll destroy it, and nobody will have a good time!"

At this moment, she completely tore off her usual gentle and kind facade, becoming like a mad beast, exuding an aura of madness and terror.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Su Wan'er suddenly pounced on Lin Qianqian like a maddened female beast, her hands outstretched and claws reaching for Lin Qianqian's neck, grabbing it tightly while screaming, "Lin Qianqian, I've hated you for a long time! Why do you get everything? I hate you, I hate you! Die!"

Su Wan'er's hands gripped Lin Qianqian's neck tightly like vises, causing Lin Qianqian to catch her breath and her face to flush an unnatural red. Her eyes widened in terror and pain, her mouth slightly open, but she could only let out weak "woof" sounds as she struggled in vain.

Xiao Die was extremely anxious, her eyes reddening. She desperately pulled on Su Wan'er's arm, repeatedly shouting, "Let go of the Princess! Let go now!"

However, Su Wan'er was incredibly strong at this moment, and Xiao Die was unable to pull her away for a while.

Huan'er lay on the bed, watching this scene with burning anxiety. She wanted to get up and stop them, but due to her severe injuries, her body was weak and powerless. She could only weakly raise her hand and utter a faint voice: "No... don't do this..."

At this critical moment, Murong Yi strode forward, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

Without hesitation, he stood between the two of them, forcefully pried open Su Wan'er's hands, and then tightly protected Lin Qianqian behind him.

He turned around, his eyes filled with concern and worry for Lin Qianqian, his voice urgent yet gentle: "Qianqian, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Then, Murong Yi suddenly turned her head, glared at Su Wan'er, and shouted angrily, "Are you crazy!" Her voice seemed to carry the fury of thunder, echoing in the room.

Su Wan'er showed no fear, throwing her head back and laughing wildly: "I'm not crazy! This is my true self! Hahaha, Murong Yi, hahaha!" Her laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing in the room, filled with endless madness and despair.

Murong Yi frowned, glancing at Su Wan'er with disgust. He then put his arm around Lin Qianqian and turned to the servants, ordering, "Lock Consort Su in the west wing. Do not open the door for her without my permission!" He then added, "Hand Jincheng over to the Ninth Prince's wife to raise!"

Several servants rushed forward, grabbed Su Wan'er, and dragged her out. As Su Wan'er was pulled away, she was still laughing wildly. In that laughter were resentment, hatred, and endless madness. Even after her figure disappeared outside the door, the chilling laughter seemed to still echo in the air.

Murong Yi and Lin Qianqian watched as Su Wan'er was led away, the maniacal laughter gradually fading at the end of the corridor.

Still shaken, the two slowly turned around and exchanged a glance.

Murong Yi sighed softly, as if trying to expel all the heaviness in her heart.

Lin Qianqian's face was pale, and fear still lingered in her eyes. She subconsciously moved closer to Murong Yi, seeking a sense of security.