Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 499 Sisters Parting

Seeing Yuemao in tears, Huarong felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She hurriedly said, "How can I be suffering? I am fine."

"Then tell me, what exactly did Concubine An ask you to do?" Yue Mao took a deep breath, wiped the tears from her face, and stared at Hua Rong seriously.

Huarong bit her lip, hesitating. If she told him, her sister would be worried; if she didn't, her sister would be even more worried; if she lied, her sister knew her best and she would be exposed immediately. Yuemao saw that Huarong was reluctant to speak, so she didn't ask too many questions, but just looked at her without blinking.

Hua Rong was most afraid of seeing her painful and worried look, and her tightly clenched lips finally opened slightly.

"Sister, I'm telling you the truth, don't be afraid." Huarong subconsciously held Yuemao's hand tightly and said in a low voice, "Concubine An asked me to kill Concubine Su Cong."

"What?" Yuemao froze, her eyes wide open in disbelief, "She asked you to kill someone?"

Hua Rong nodded painfully and said, "I don't know why she suddenly turned her attention to Concubine Su Cong. Maybe she was jealous of Concubine Su Cong's favor."

Yuemao suddenly squeezed Huarong's hand and said hastily, "You can't agree to her. You must not agree to her. No matter what the reason is, you can't kill anyone."

"But..." Huarong knew Yuemao would strongly oppose it, so she lowered her head helplessly and said, "If there is no antidote, the poison in your body..."

"I can bear it. Return this bottle of medicine to her immediately and tell her that we can't kill anyone." Yuemao said as she stuffed the porcelain bottle into Huarong's hand.

"No, I got it with great difficulty, how can I return it? Even if I return it, Concubine An will definitely not accept it." Huarong pushed the porcelain bottle back into Yuemao's hands.

"If you don't return it, I will." Yuemao was a little angry and suddenly stood up with the medicine bottle.

"Sister." Hua Rong grabbed her hand fiercely, "We have nowhere to go. As long as you can survive, I don't care about the life and death of others."

Yuemao's body suddenly stiffened again. After a long time, she turned around blankly and stared at her familiar yet strange sister. "What did you say just now? What do you mean by not caring about other people's lives? If I have to let you kill someone so that I can survive, I...I might as well just die."

"Why are you saying that again?" Huarong glared at Yuemao. He had tried so hard to keep her alive, but she kept saying she wanted to die.

Hua Rong was angry and anxious, not knowing whether she was threatening or really wanted to die. To be on the safe side, she had to appease the other party and said, "Okay, I promise you, I won't kill Concubine Su Cong, okay? Please stop saying scary things. However, in order to explain to Concubine An, I will still poison Concubine Su Cong, but the amount will not kill her - is this okay?"

Yuemao's throat choked, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Hua Rong didn't seem to want to stay any longer, and she squeezed her hand, forcing her to hold the medicine bottle tightly. "Keep the medicine. Don't say anything else, I know what to do." Then she stood up.

Yuemao was still staring blankly at the ground, biting her lips tightly, her painful expression filled with sorrow.

Huarong sighed and turned to leave. Just as she reached the door, Yuemao suddenly called her. Huarong stopped and looked back at Yuemao.

Yuemao came to her side, stared at her with tearful eyes, raised one hand, and gently stroked her hair, just like when she was a child. Then, Yuemao choked up and said, "No wonder sister always has a bad premonition recently... A few days ago, sister had a dream that we sisters were separated. From childhood to adulthood, we have never been separated. If one day we are separated, you must take good care of yourself... Don't think about revenge anymore. For so many years, you have exhausted your efforts and tortured yourself... Evildoers will be punished, just let God deal with them, okay? Sister's biggest wish is to see you live like an ordinary person... well..."

Yuemao had said such a long speech after a long time, and every word fell into Huarong's heart, like a needle piercing her heart. As she listened, Huarong's eyes were already wet. She lowered her head and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. When she looked up again, her eyes were as bright as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"Sister, we're almost there. Once the An family is completely destroyed, I will clear the Xi family's name. Then we'll leave the palace together and go to the Western Regions where colorful flowers are grown to find an antidote to cure the poison in your body." As she spoke, Huarong smiled faintly, her eyes looking through the moonlight to a faraway place, as if she could see a bright future.

He left her alone and turned away. Yuemao said nothing more, but leaned against the door, quietly looking at her back, until she completely disappeared from his sight...

Even so, Yuemao still did not turn around and go back to the room, but kept looking and looking, and she didn't know when her face was already covered with tears.

That night, Hua Rong did not fall asleep. She lay in bed, thinking over and over again about Yue Mao's last words.

Why did she say she dreamed of the sisters being separated? Why did she tell herself to take good care of herself? Why did she tell herself not to seek revenge?

Why did every word she said...seem like her last words?

The next morning, Hua Rong rushed to the princess's mansion. The mansion was even more deserted than yesterday. Yesterday, she still saw four or five palace maids, but today, she didn't see a single living person. It was so dead that even the air seemed frozen.

Hua Rong's ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger. She quickened her pace and even trotted to Yue Mao's room at the fastest speed.

From a distance, I could see the door was open, and five or six palace maids were gathered outside the door. No wonder there were no people in other places, it turned out that everyone had gathered here.

What on earth happened in the room? Hua Rong's legs suddenly felt weak, and she walked the last section of the way by holding onto the wall.

When she reached the door, the other maids made way for her. She grabbed the door frame with both hands and looked up into the room.

The first thing I saw was Princess Tianning's back. Tianning was squatting on the ground, holding... holding...

She couldn't open her eyes. Instantly, she felt dizzy. Her already weak legs lost their last bit of strength and fell to the ground like two strips. The next moment, she suddenly covered her eyes and screamed at the top of her lungs.

I must be seeing things, this must be a nightmare. Why did these eyes see Tianning holding her sister's stiff body in his arms?

A stool was lying at the door, and a white belt was hanging from the beam. The belt fluttered in the wind in the dark room like a white silk scarf to summon spirits.

At this time, Tian Ning turned around and looked at Hua Rong. Tian Ning's face was pale, her expression was dull, and her eyes were red from crying. She looked at Hua Rong silently, and in an instant, the tears that had dried up burst out again.

Hua Rong closed her eyes in despair. She didn't know when her face was soaked with tears. She couldn't make a sound or stand up. She could only crawl slowly towards her sister. After a long time, she crawled to her sister's arms and burst into tears. It was not until this moment that Hua Rong understood what her sister said last night.

I should have noticed it earlier... Why didn't I notice it...

Hugging her sister's stiff, cold body tightly, Huarong's eyes went dark and she almost fainted.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him. The next moment, a familiar voice came from the door: "Yue Mao!"

Huarong and Tianning raised their heads at the same time. Kang Xiaorong, panting and sweating, stood blankly at the door, his eyes fixed on the body in Huarong's arms. His handsome face instantly became hard, pale and bloodless as if frozen by a layer of ice.

Huarong stared at Kang Xiaorong blankly, as if she didn't understand why he suddenly appeared here.

No one spoke and time seemed to stand still.

After a while, another set of footsteps was heard outside the door. Soon, a young palace maid appeared at the door, stroking her chest and panting, "Princess, I, I invited the young general to come." Kang Xiaorong was already standing at the door, so her words seemed a bit unnecessary.

But because of this, Hua Rong understood the reason why Kang Xiaorong came - Tianning sent someone to report the news.

Tian Ning took a deep breath and took out an envelope from his pocket. The envelope was not sealed, and half of the white letter paper was exposed from the opening.

Huarong and Kang Xiaorong's eyes were immediately focused on the envelope.

Kang Xiaorong rushed into the room, snatched the envelope from Tianning's hand, pulled out the letter as quickly as possible, and scanned it hastily.

Huarong clearly saw Kang Xiaorong's expression frozen on his face in an instant.

"I didn't mean to peek..." Tian Ning looked down at Yuemao's body and said in a nearly exhausted voice, "When I found Yuemao's body this morning, this letter was placed next to it... The envelope was not sealed, and there was no name for it, so I couldn't help but open it..."

Kang Xiaorong stood there in a daze, without any reaction for a long time.

"What's written in the letter?" Hua Rong, who had just reacted, suddenly stood up and rushed into Kang Xiaorong's arms like crazy to snatch the letter.

However, Kang Xiaorong turned his back and put the letter back into the envelope.

Hua Rong grabbed Kang Xiaorong's hand and asked over and over again in a hoarse voice: "What exactly is written in the letter... What exactly is written..."

Kang Xiaorong still said nothing.

At this time, Tian Ning suddenly said softly: "The letter asked him to fulfill his original promise - to marry you."

These few light words, falling into Hua Rong's heart, seemed to have turned into a thousand-pound rock, pressing her down to the point where she couldn't breathe.

Her legs lost the strength to support her body again and fell down softly. Huarong sat on the ground with her empty eyes staring blankly ahead. And there was only a dark abyss ahead. Her sister died just like that, and before she died, she entrusted herself to Kang Xiaorong...

"My sister had a dream that we sisters were separated."

"We have never been apart since we were little. If we ever really separate one day, you must take good care of yourself..."

"Don't think about revenge anymore. You have exhausted all your efforts over the years and tortured yourself to the point of being in great pain..."

Tears silently slid down my face, and my sister's voice, smile, and every word and sentence before her death clearly reappeared in my ears.

As it spun again and again, it gradually faded away...

The beautiful future that was once outlined crackled into pieces beside Yuemao's stiff corpse, and no trace of it could be found anymore.