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Xia Xiaoyu felt a bit confused, but what did it matter if she was the same person in her past life? It had been over a hundred years; why should she still seek them out?
Although it must be said that her experience was tragic, she had never wronged them. Why did they still want to kill her?
At that moment, in the dimly lit room, a flickering green light illuminated the space, casting shadows that danced like the colorful lights of a bar. However, there was no one there—more accurately, Xia Xiaoyu saw six ghosts lurking in every corner of the room.
It was Lin Xi and the others, their eyes reflecting the malicious green light, revealing their vicious stares and terrifying faces.
They all glared at Xia Xiaoyu with intense hatred. From their eyes, she could see that their expressions were identical to that of the dead woman she had seen in the mirror.
Filled with malice and unwillingness!
In that moment, Xia Xiaoyu understood something: it wasn't that they wouldn't kill her; it was why she hadn't died within seven days.
They didn't intend to let her go; they wanted to torment her, to instill fear and numbness, filling her with the same malice and unwillingness they felt. That was why they wanted her dead.
In her final moments, she just wanted to see that kind of expression!
The only reason she had managed to escape was that she had never given up or surrendered. Although she was afraid, she had never backed down. They couldn't see that kind of expression on her face, so she survived beyond those seven days.
But they would not let her go. They would continue to terrorize her with horrifying events, distorting her character until, in her final moments, she felt the same unwillingness about everything as they did when they died.
"You should be afraid. Why? I've never seen you show such a venomous gaze towards the world!"
A chilling voice emerged from Lan Ling's mouth, her greenish face filled with gloom.
"You are unwilling to accept it, which is why you hate them. They have gone too far, but don't you think, even if you kill everyone, what will you ultimately gain?"
Xia Xiaoyu calmed her thoughts. She knew she couldn't harbor hatred or resentment towards anyone; otherwise, she would surely end up harming herself.
"But they deserve to die!"
At that moment, the voice suddenly shifted to Lin Xi, emanating from that dark and terrifying mouth.
"I initially thought you were pitiful. Hmph, I never expected that you were merely imposing what others dislike onto them! When that Noble Young Master married you, with your intelligence, how could you not know that he loved your beauty, not you as a person? What you sacrificed for her was nothing but a joke. So tell me, why did you still marry him? It was simply because at that time you were only after wealth and glory. What do you have to be resentful about? You clearly knew he already had six wives; you could have left and avoided this, but you couldn't bear to. It wasn't him you couldn't bear; it was the wealth and glory. Just like when you went to Yihong Lou, why did you go to such a place? Because you love money. You possess a celestial beauty, revered as a fairy, yet cannot escape the mortal world. In the end, this is all self-inflicted!"
Xia Xiaoyu expressed everything she had in her heart and felt much more relieved afterward.
Xia Xiaoyu understood that her experiences were bitter; feeling unfulfilled after death and having gained those things in life was common. However, she clearly knew that the man only loved her fleeting beauty. Why then did she marry him? Ultimately, she had her own selfish desires. If it weren't for status and fame, how could those later events have occurred? Perhaps it truly aligns with an ancient saying: "Those who are pitiful must also have their faults."
Even though she hadn't committed great wrongs, clinging to it after so many years was excessive.
Indeed, after hearing Xia Xiaoyu's words, there was no immediate response from the voice. Xia Xiaoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was genuinely afraid of provoking this character.
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