Story of Yanxi Palace: Fu Ying's banner will never fall

Chapter 193 Buried in the Coffin

Then, Liu Baizhi looked down at Prince He and said calmly, "Prince He, do you know why I want to kill you?"

Prince He was so exhausted at this point that he could only collapse to the ground, but the fear in his heart made his body tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Liu Baizhi stared at the murderer in front of her, only to see that his face was ruddy, as if nothing had happened, which made her hatred even stronger.

She said in a cold voice: "Liu Zhiheng may be just an insignificant maid to you, but to me, she is the most important person in my life!"

Her eyes gradually became moist and tears welled up in them. Although she tried her best to hold back, she still couldn't stop the tears from falling.

However, her hands clenched tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to pour all her resentment into her hands, and her nails dug deep into her palms.

There was a firm and resolute light in her eyes, as if telling the other person that she would never let him go easily.

Then, she continued, "My elder sister entered the palace at the age of fourteen. I waited for a full ten years and finally saw the day when my elder sister would return home...

But, because of you, she will never come back!"

At this point, Liu Baizhi's voice was already trembling, and she could no longer suppress her emotions. Tears welled up in her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.

Prince He widened his eyes. He was frightened by the hysterical woman in front of him. He wanted to explain, but the effect of the drug made him unable to make a sound.

He tried to struggle to get up, but all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away, and he could only watch Liu Baizhi.

He thought to himself that this was not his fault alone!

Wei Yingluo remained silent, just looking at Liu Baizhi silently. She found that Liu Baizhi was too similar to her former self.

How she hoped that Liu Baizhi could fulfill her wish, leave the palace safely and live her own life.

But everything doesn't seem as simple as imagined.

Liu Baizhi's voice sounded again: "People like you should be punished most severely, torn into pieces by five horses or cut into pieces by a thousand knives. But today the conditions are limited, so I will let you exchange your life for another's!"

After saying this, she grabbed Prince Heqin by the scruff of the neck and wanted to slap him down with her hand, crushing him to death immediately.

But Wei Yingluo suddenly spoke up and stopped her: "No, if you kill him now, you and I will be buried with him tomorrow. Calm down, and we will proceed as planned."

Liu Baizhi took a deep breath, calmed down, and nodded. Worried about leaving traces, she gently knocked him out and carried him to Concubine Yu's funeral hall.

The people in the mourning hall had already been knocked unconscious by Yuan Chunwang. This was what Wei Yingluo asked him to do.

There was a coffin placed inside Shou'an Palace. The mourning hall was decorated very luxuriously, but when the wind blew in, it still looked extremely desolate.

Wei Yingluo and Liu Baizhi tried their best and gritted their teeth to drag Prince He into Concubine Yu's coffin little by little.

Prince He was awakened again. He looked around and found himself in his mother's coffin. He turned pale with fear and tried to make a sound, but it was very weak: "How dare you! What are you doing!"

Wei Yingluo and Liu Baizhi smiled at each other.

Wei Yingluo asked with a smile: "Prince He, does the scent of the mandala powder smell good? We know that you and your mother have a deep relationship, so you should go and accompany her, don't you think?"

After saying that, Wei Yingluo slowly took out a small wine jar, pulled out the cork, and poured the wine in the jar onto Prince He's face. Prince He was choked and speechless, and was in great pain.

"Pour more, pour more, suffocate him to death." Liu Baizhi said with a smile, but her expression was extremely distorted.

Prince He looked at the two beautiful women who were staring at him beside the coffin. Now they looked like the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced women were demanding his life. He was so frightened that he was at a loss.

Wei Yingluo and Liu Baizhi looked at Prince He's painful expression and felt pleased.

Wei Yingluo raised her lips slightly, revealing a happy smile, and said softly: "Prince He, didn't you like lying in the coffin and listening to the crying of the people the most?

Tomorrow, everyone will know that Prince He got drunk and missed his mother so much that he accidentally fell into her coffin and was suffocated to death! Hahahaha!"

The prince opened his eyes wide, his face full of horror, and shook his head desperately.

With a trembling voice, he begged, "Please let me go. I really know I was wrong... Please don't kill me... I really know I was wrong... Please... Let me go... You can do whatever you want!"

As he spoke, tears welled up uncontrollably in his eyes.

Liu Baizhi looked at the Prince and couldn't help but chuckle. She approached the coffin and asked softly and in a low voice:

"And Prince, are you feeling extremely scared, desperate, and regretful now?"

The prince nodded quickly, his body so weak that he almost collapsed, and murmured, "Please... I beg you..."

However, Liu Baizhi's face suddenly turned gloomy, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold tone:

“You’ve harmed so many people, and those victims must have been very scared at the time, but who would let them go?

Today, I will let you have a taste of this feeling, and experience the despair and pain when death approaches step by step!"

The prince's teeth chattered as he tried to prop himself up and crawl out, but to no avail.

Wei Yingluo looked at Prince He with a cold smile on her face. She raised her finger and pressed it to her lips, signaling Prince He to keep quiet, and then said softly:

"Hush! Prince He, be careful not to crush your mother. Miss Baizhi, you are talking nonsense. There is nothing to be afraid of for Prince He. You will see your mother soon, right? Don't worry, the medicine I gave you will make you enjoy your death."

The prince struggled to climb out of the coffin. This time his hands seemed to have some strength and he tried hard to raise his hands.

But Wei Yingluo and Liu Baizhi quickly held him down with sticks. Prince He's face became paler and paler, and he felt his vitality was gradually draining away.

Wei Yingluo and Liu Baizhi looked at each other, then worked together to close the coffin.

Wei Yingluo felt a little excited. In her previous life, she failed to suffocate Prince He to death in the coffin, but now she had another chance.

As she pushed the coffin lid hard, she thought to herself that this time, she must make Prince He experience a life worse than death.

Liu Baizhi had tears in her eyes but a smile on her face.