gain, are you really not going to leave here That emperor probably won't be boasting for long, after all, the people eyeing the throne aren't just Mo Yunchen, Mo Yunze even includes the crippled Mo Yu...Shou'er and Ning'er couldn't help but glance at each other again. They were indeed worried that Xún Hóng would take action to kill Fú'er. After all, Xún Hóng had witnessed with his own eyes how his brothers died tragically, and his hatred for traitors was something no one else could truly understand.

Since Ke Xun had said so, they couldn't very well leave him behind.

Foler saw Xinhong, her eyes were evasive, she didn't dare to look directly into Xinhong's eyes.

Anshuxin remained silent for a moment, pursing her lips. She understood Xiuming's feelings and knew how much Xiuming wanted to know about Fu'er right now.

Ke Fu'er's fetus in her womb could influence Feng Ming, this might be the only way to wake him up. Therefore, she couldn't allow Ke Fu'er to die like this.

Thinking of this, she walked heavily to Xinhong's side and slowly raised her hand to place it on Xinhong's shoulder, "She..."

Having seen An Xuetang's predicament, Xun Hong shook his head slightly and spoke first, "Your Highness need not say more, I understand."

On the way here, being helped along, he had come to fully understand what Fuer had done and naturally knew that she most likely had a method in her hands to awaken the Valley Master. So even if Fuer deserved to die a thousand deaths, he couldn't let her die now.

An Xuetang pursed her lips, seeing Xunhong endure such intense hatred. She felt extremely uncomfortable, but in the end, she could only gently pat his shoulder and step aside.

Shou'er and Ning'er glanced at each other, then helped Xiuming to Fu'er's side. Ning'er handed the dagger to Xiuming.

Fu'er stared with incredulous eyes. When she came to her senses, she saw that Xún Hong's crimson eyes, filled with murderous intent, were fixed on her. Finally, despair washed over her, and she stammered, "No... no, you can't do this!"

Xunhong was covered in wounds, but he still endured the physical pain and slowly squatted before Fu'er. His jet-black eyes rimmed with gold stared into Fu'er's eyes, not a shred of warmth to be found in his arrogant, piercing gaze.

Who could have thought that this "good sister" who was pampered and protected by her brothers all her life would betray them one day, disregarding their past affection and wanting to bring them to death

Xun Hong stared at her in silence for what seemed like an eternity. His raspy voice, laced with suppressed emotion, asked, "Fuo'er, have your elder brothers ever wronged you"

Fu'er actually already regretted it, so she didn't dare to meet Xún Hóng's eyes, because in her mind would also appear those years, being pampered and protected by the brothers of Gu Zhong.

That day, she was truly furious, enraged, and indignant. She couldn't understand why everyone had to obey An Xuetang, who had just appeared out of nowhere!

So... so in a moment of impulsiveness, she just... did that.

...After handing over the jade pendant, revealing the method to break the formation and a map of the valley's terrain, she found herself tossing and turning in bed long into the night. Sleep eluded her, and regret gnawed at her for her actions.

It's just... no matter how much she regrets it, there's nothing she can do to salvage the situation.

So when Xinhong asked this question, Fu'er could only cry and shake her head. She truly regretted it; she knew she shouldn't have treated them that way.

Facing Fu'er's tears, Xún Hng's eyes remained cold and bloodthirsty.

Facing Fu'er's seemingly genuine expression of remorse, a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth as he looked down on her with the cruel contempt reserved for an ant. "Your crocodile tears... truly nauseating."

Fu'er shook her head. She wanted to retort, but she wasn't putting on a show; she truly knew she was wrong. However, Xunhong gave her almost no chance to respond. As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand moved.

Fu'er's unbroken hands and legs were swiftly broken by him.

Immediately afterward, only Fu'er’s screams filled the entire house.

Xun Hong had her tendons and bones broken. Then, she stood up immediately. Shou'er and Ning'er wanted to help him up, but he refused. He said softly, "Don't let her die."

After saying that, he walked out alone, step by step.

An Xuetang clenched her fists, closed her eyes for a moment, and then said to Shou'er and Ning'er:

"Stop the bleeding for her. As long as she's alive, anyone in Tang Valley who wants revenge on her doesn't need my permission."

"!” Fu’er trembled all over. Hearing An Xuetang say this, she became even more afraid, "No! An Xuetang, you can't do this to me! I have Feng Ming’s child in my womb. Don’t you consider him your own brother How can you be so cruel to his flesh and blood!"

Hearing Fu'er call An Xuetang's name directly, Mo Yunjing's brows furrowed, and his hand was about to be raised but was held by An Xuetang.

Mo Yunjing looked at her, only to see her shake her head slightly. "Ajing, let's stop here for today. If we continue, she won't survive."

Fu'er is now suffering from excessive blood loss. If she were to be hit by Mo Yunjing's palm again at this moment, the situation would likely spiral out of control.

Her punishment, there's no need to rush it.

An Xuetang steadied Mo Yunjing before turning to Fu'er, saying in an emotionless tone:

"You should indeed be thankful that you're carrying this child of an unknown father. Otherwise, what do you think your fate would be today"

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!comfortable, but in the end, she could only gently pat his shoulder and step aside.Shou'er and Ning'er glanced at each other, then helped Xiuming to Fu'er's side. Ning'er handed the dagger to Xiuming....