"It's you!" Wei Qinglan trembled with anger, pointing at Xiao Ya.
Xiao Ya looked at Wei Qinglan with cold eyes, sneering, "Wei Qinglan, your Wei family has taken away too many things that belong to me! I will make you all return everything to me. Remember, I am the chief senior sister of Tianzhu Gate, and I have inherited the title of the world's divine physician!"
After speaking, Xiao Ya turned and left.
Wei Qinglan struggled to stand up.
"Qinglan, what are you doing? Your illness is so severe that if you go out, you will only die! Your life was granted by the emperor. The emperor, in gratitude for you saving him before, has granted you a lifelong retirement in the Qi family."
Wei Qinglan mustered her last bit of strength and pushed Qi Changfeng aside. "Qi Changfeng, I am not you. I would rather die standing than live on my knees!"
Wei Qinglan put on her coat and headed towards the noon gate.
Wei Qinglan had never thought of going so far. In the heavy snow, she walked and crawled for a full two quarters of an hour.
Just as she arrived, she heard the sound of a beheading.
"Grandfather..." Wei Qinglan shouted loudly and rushed over, even though the ground was covered in blood, she still threw herself at her grandfather, covered in blood.
Wei Qinglan held onto her grandfather and refused to let go. The executioner looked at the Ninth Prince sitting on the side with difficulty.
Snowflakes fluttered down, covering the training ground in front of the noon gate with a layer of white snow. Sitting in the center was a man, dressed in black fur, his long hair tightly bound in a crown. His sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, prominent nose, and the sharp angles on his face all exuded his determination.
This man was none other than the Ninth Prince, known throughout the entire Southern Rui Kingdom. He was the youngest brother of the late emperor and the current emperor's ninth uncle.
The Ninth Prince, whose pleasant name was Zhan Sheng, had an unpleasant nickname, "Living Yama"! It was said that anyone who had seen him on the battlefield had turned into white bones. There were many rumors about him, the most terrifying of which was that he had killed his own mother, exterminated his maternal family, expanded the territory for the late emperor, protected the current emperor's ascension to the throne.
Everyone said he was too shrewd. With his mother's status, he should not have the power he had today, but he had carved out a bloody path with his own hands.
Wei Qinglan was not familiar with the Ninth Prince, but she had heard of his deeds. Seeing him as the executioner today, her heart grew cold.
The emperor was determined to destroy the Wei family, which was why he had sent the Ninth Prince to oversee the execution.
The Ninth Prince stood up, his sharp eyes filled with a few traces of shrewdness, and walked to Wei Qinglan's side.
"Wei Qinglan?" His voice was deep and hoarse, carrying an unquestionable authority.
"Yes!"
"Do you know that your appearance means death? Everyone from the Wei family present here today will die!"
Wei Qinglan was stunned. It turned out that the emperor had sent the Ninth Prince to kill her! Although the emperor had promised Qi Changfeng not to kill her, the condition was that she must never leave the Qi family. Once she appeared and faced the Ninth Prince, she had only one path to death.
People in the crowd began to weep. The Wei family had served the royal family for generations, but they also ran a charitable clinic. In the Southern Rui Kingdom, and even throughout the entire Tianque continent, the Wei family would treat anyone, regardless of their wealth or status, if they were seriously ill.
"Let it be death!" Wei Qinglan fearlessly met the Ninth Prince's gaze, her eyes filled with disdain and mockery.
The Ninth Prince's lips curled, showing a hint of admiration for Wei Qinglan.
Wei Qinglan held her grandfather tightly and refused to let go. The old man shook his head and murmured, "Child, you shouldn't have come, you shouldn't have!"
"Grandfather! I've caused you harm!"
"No, it's your grandfather who has harmed you!" Tears streamed down the old man's face, and Wei Qinglan's heart ached. She had never seen her grandfather cry in her entire life.
"Qinglan, Xiao Ya, she... she is actually..." The old man was already advanced in age, and after several days in prison and the current cold, he died in Wei Qinglan's arms.
"Grandfather..." Wei Qinglan cried out in pain.
The Ninth Prince, with a pair of sharp eyes filled with a ruthless gaze, looked at Wei Qinglan, furrowing his brow, feeling that the Wei family's death seemed somewhat suspicious.
But then, "Behead!" The Ninth Prince still heartlessly shouted, and the people of the Wei family died one by one under the cold blade.
Tears blurred Wei Qinglan's eyes.
Wei Qinglan felt her whole being go limp. She thought she was about to die in the cold snow, but she unexpectedly fell into a warm embrace. Looking up, she saw that it was the Ninth Prince who was holding her.
"Please, help me bury the Wei family members when I die." Wei Qinglan didn't know why she was pleading with the Ninth Prince. Her soft hands, frozen and purple, tightly grasped the Ninth Prince's clothes.
The Ninth Prince seemed to be the last straw in her life, and Wei Qinglan held on desperately.
The Ninth Prince furrowed his brow. He hadn't expected that he would nod.
In her daze, Wei Qinglan only heard a deep and hoarse voice by her ear saying, "For those who have difficulties in survival, human nature is simply a joke!"
This was the last sentence Wei Qinglan heard before she died.
In the past, she would have definitely argued back, but now, she felt that she had been naive all along.
She and the Wei family had saved so many people for generations, but in the end, they had been implicated in a great disaster because of helping others!
Helping others had turned into a joke in the end!
If, in another lifetime, Wei Qinglan swore not to save anyone again! She would use poison to eliminate those who harmed her and her Wei family.
Wei Qinglan's mind became increasingly confused. She knew that all of this would soon pass, and her life had become a joke.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Qinglan suddenly sat up. The scorching sunlight beat down on her, and sweat beads covered her forehead.
Wei Qinglan shivered unexpectedly. She had just died in the freezing snow, so why was it unbearably hot now?
"Miss, you've finally woken up! In a few days, it will be time for the Tianzhu Gate to select disciples. Your illness has greatly worried the master!"
Cui Ling? Tianzhu Gate? Illness? Wei Qinglan felt dazed in an instant.
What's wrong with me?
She lifted the blanket and was startled by her petite body.
What's going on?
Wei Qinglan was stunned.
"Miss, please don't scare this servant. What's wrong with you? Are you not fully recovered? No, I'll go find the master!"
After speaking, Cui Ling ran out in a panic.
Although the young lady had awakened, why did she seem so confused? Cui Ling was filled with worry.
With a bang, Cui Ling collided with a young girl.