Good Pregnancy Quick Transmigration: The Overly Charming CEO with No Heirs

A few days later, the group arrived safely at the border town.

Han Yunzhao looked at the tall city wall, remained silent for a moment, and then turned to look at Xi Yao.

"Yaoyao, I'll come to propose after I've finished dealing with these matters, okay?"

At that time, he would stand at the highest point of Dongli and give her a lifetime of prosperity.

Xi Yao smiled, her eyes crinkling, "Okay, I'll wait for you, Yun Zhao."

"Um."

Han Yunzhao hugged her tightly, then left her the jade pendant that symbolized his status, and strode away.

He was afraid that if he walked too slowly, he would feel reluctant to leave.

Xi Yao stood there, watching the horse's hooves kick up dust as it disappeared into the distance.

"Miss, let's go into town."

Xiao Mei gently offered a reminder.

"it is good."

Xi Yao hung the jade pendant around her neck and walked into the city with Xiao Mei.

In fact, when Han Yunzhao ended up in Xirong, he had nothing of value on him.

This jade pendant is a symbol of his status as the Third Prince of Dongli, and it was brought over from An Yi.

Xi Yao returned to the Xia family mansion by following the original owner's memories.

The Xia couple held Xiyao and wept for a long time.

A perfectly good daughter, who traveled thousands of miles to marry into the capital, returned alone to the border town with a divorce agreement.

How much suffering must have they endured along the way?

Xia's father regretted it at one point; if he hadn't saved that so-called Marquis, his daughter wouldn't have suffered so much.

It took Xi Yao a long time to calm the elderly couple down.

As soon as she returned to the courtyard, 996 told her some news that instantly ignited her murderous intent.

[Host, before you left, didn't you ask me to give Lü Lingling a hallucinogenic pill? She couldn't bear the torment of the people she had killed in her dreams seeking revenge, and she committed suicide.]

Not long after her death, a rift developed between the Lü family and the Marquis of Wuxin's mansion. Had Lü Shanshan not still been the Marquis's wife, they would have completely broken off relations.

[But three days ago, Lü Shanshan also died. The Lü family and the Marquis's mansion are now mortal enemies. In addition, the Prefect of the Capital has impeached Xue Pingzhi, and the Marquis of Wuxin's mansion is now in dire straits.]

[Xue Pingzhi is blaming everything on you, the host, and is preparing to have someone take action against the Xia family.]

Xi Yao crushed the teacup in her hand with a snap, her face chillingly cold.

"Since he's courting death, I'll grant his wish tonight."

Originally, she had no intention of killing Xue Pingzhi.

He only has himself to blame. He agreed to a divorce, but that old hag, Madam Wang, managed to manipulate him.

The Marquis of Wuxin's family has reached this point entirely because of his own actions.

"By the way, is that old hag Madam Wang still alive?"

[No, she's just stubborn. Now she's bedridden, unable to move or speak. Host, are you going to kill her?]

"No, for her, living like this is pure suffering."

In particular, with Xue Pingzhi dead, Old Madam Wang had no choice but to wait for her death.

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That night.

The capital of the Western Rong Kingdom, the Marquis's residence.

The once bustling Marquis's mansion was now draped in mourning.

Apart from the white lanterns, the winding corridor was eerily deserted, with hardly a servant in sight.

Inside the study.

Xue Pingzhi, dressed in blue, sat before his desk, his face cold, writing something with a brush in his hand.

After a long while, he put what he had written into Xinfeng, stamped it with his personal seal, and handed it to the man in black in front of him.

"Send it to the border town at top speed, and make sure to deliver it personally to the border town governor."

"yes!"

The man in black took the envelope, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, then turned and left.

Xue Pingzhi stood in the study for a long time, his gaze fixed on the pitch-black darkness outside the window.

The prefect of the border town owes the Xue family a favor, and now is the perfect time to use it.

"Xia Xiyao," Xue Pingzhi spat out the three words through gritted teeth, "You ruined the Marquis of Wuxin's mansion, and you think you can go back to the border town and pretend nothing happened? Dream on!"

I don't know if I was dreaming or not, but I know you definitely were dreaming.

"who!"

Xue Pingzhi suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

"It's only been a short time since we last met, and you don't recognize me? You must have a bad memory."

Xi Yao leaped lightly through the window from the outside, looking at him with a beaming smile.

Xue Pingzhi narrowed his eyes. "Why are you here? And why do you dare come to the capital to die?"

No, that's not right. According to the informant, she should have already arrived at the border town.

How could he possibly still be in the capital at this time?

Even if you galloped as fast as you could, even if you killed several Akhal-Teke horses, you still couldn't achieve that speed.

Xue Pingzhi quietly retreated, moving closer to where he usually kept his sword, talking as he tried to distract Xi Yao:

"You really aren't Xia Xiyao. She's a typical young lady from a respectable family and doesn't know any martial arts at all."

Xi Yao watched him grip the sword hilt, completely unconcerned. "You guessed right, I'm not Xia Xi Yao. Too bad, there's no reward."

After she finished speaking, she took out an envelope from behind her back. "How about it? Does this look familiar?"

Xue Pingzhi's expression changed, and he swiftly drew his longsword, pointing it at Xi Yao:

"Why are you so determined to oppose the Marquis of Wuxin's mansion? Since you are not Xia Xiyao, it means you have absolutely no connection with me. Why are you doing this?!"

"It doesn't matter?" Xi Yao sneered. "Don't you know what kind of life Xia Xi Yao is living in your Marquis's mansion? You're just pretending not to see it."

I was only asked to avenge her wronged soul.

"I never intended to kill you, much less do anything to the Marquis of Wuxin's mansion. You brought all this on yourself. If you had obediently divorced me and let me take your dowry, none of this would have happened."

However, Xue Pingzhi was completely deaf to reason with him.

His eyes were bloodshot as he attacked Xi Yao without regard for anything else.

"I'm going to kill you, you bitch!"

The century-old foundation of the Marquis of Wuxin's mansion has been destroyed in his hands. How can he face his ancestors?

And all of this was caused by this woman who appeared out of nowhere right in front of us.

Xue Pingzhi, with a mindset of mutual destruction, used ruthless and deadly moves.

Unfortunately, none of these were of any use to Xi Yao.

He was defeated in just two or three moves.

Xue Pingzhi leaned against the corner of the wall, blood slowly sliding down from the corner of his mouth, staining a patch of his clothes red.

He looked at the empty study, a flash of resentment in his eyes, which then turned into bewilderment.

How did everything turn out like this?

If he had left immediately instead of hesitating because of his mother's threats, would the outcome have been different?

Unfortunately, no one gave him an answer.

This once spirited Marquis Wuxin died quietly in his study on a cold night.

"996, do you think I'm becoming more and more cold-blooded? I'm killing more and more people."

Xi Yao sat on the tree trunk, looking at the moon shrouded in cold air, her eyes filled with a sense of bewilderment.

From vomiting after killing someone at the beginning to killing without blinking an eye now.

She seems like a completely different person.

[Host, you are a good person. They are the ones who are too evil. You just did what you were supposed to do.]

996, hurry up and come out to give your host some psychological counseling.

Just imagine, how desperate must the original owner have been, tormented to death in the Marquis's mansion?

[And Xue Pingzhi, he clearly knew but turned a blind eye. Even now, he still wants to destroy the Xia family, so they all deserve to die.]

[Host, you can't overthink it.]

Seeing the little chubby bird so distressed that its feathers were all disheveled, Xi Yao smiled slightly:

"I was just expressing my feelings. When people know they all deserve to die, how could I be wrong?"

[Right, host, you're right.]

"Alright, let's go back. We can get some more sleep."