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Ugly Slave was held tightly in Gu Ziye's arms.

Having never felt his father's embrace before, even when he was held so tightly it hurt, Chou Nu dared not dodge, only timidly pleading in a low voice.

"Father...don't die...you did something wrong, please apologize to that pretty lady, okay?"

Princess Anping's expression was mocking, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

"So he has both a son and a daughter. Prince Consort Gu, you are truly blessed."

Gu Ziye seemed terrified, his face turning deathly pale as he covered the ugly servant's face.

The ugly slave struggled, gasping for breath as he was suffocated, "Father... I can't breathe..."

Princess Anping lowered her eyes. Both were Gu Ziye's children, but one was dressed in fine clothes and arrogant, while the other was thin and bony, wearing tattered clothes even in the cold winter.

His name is... "Ugly Slave"?

She winked at Han Yan.

Han Yan understood and led her men forward to restrain Gu Ziye, forcibly taking the girl out of his arms.

"No!" Gu Ziye struggled desperately, but the guards pinned him to the ground, unable to move.

Han Yan glanced down at the child in her arms, her expression suddenly changing drastically. "Your Highness—this!"

Princess Anping followed the gaze, and her expression suddenly darkened.

There was no other reason than that the little girl, apart from a very shallow scar on her cheek, looked... almost exactly like Jiahe!

The same eyebrows and eyes, the same nose bridge curve, even the small mole at the corner of the eye is in the same place.

She was just thinner and smaller, with dry, yellow hair that looked malnourished. Her thin, short clothes couldn't cover her arms, which were covered in chapped chilblains, and her arms had bruises from being pinched.

She was like a flower that had been dug up from the flowerbed of a villa and then carelessly left to wither and die by the roadside.

Jiahe rubbed her eyes in disbelief and ran down from her seat.

"Mother, how come she... looks exactly like me?!"

Ugly Slave was so frightened that she shrank back. How could someone as ugly as her possibly look like the noble lady's daughter?

Han Yan suddenly remembered an old story.

Your Highness was carrying twins. During childbirth, the babies were in breech position, and it took a great deal of effort to deliver them. One of the babies, a princess, died shortly after birth.

The prince consort stayed in the delivery room the whole time, heartbroken, and no one in the entire household suspected anything.

Could it be that the young princess was...?

What Han Yan could think of, Princess Anping naturally thought of as well: "Gu Ziye!"

With his scheme completely exposed, Gu Ziye's attempts to deny it were futile. After the initial shock, he calmed down.

"That's right, just as you guessed, Ugly Slave is Jiahe's sister."

What?

Ugly Slave trembled, turning her face to look at him blankly. Wasn't she... born of her mother? How could she be this older sister's daughter?

The story dates back many years.

Zhou Yun is actually Gu Ziye's cousin. They were childhood sweethearts with a deep bond. However, for fame and fortune, he married a princess and kept Zhou Yun as his mistress.

When Princess Anping was pregnant with twins, the imperial physician diagnosed that they were both girls. In addition, when he learned that she was not planning to have any more children, Gu Ziye had the idea of ​​switching the twins.

If their son is entrusted to the princess for upbringing, he will surely have great fortune in the future.

They'll just say the imperial physicians were incompetent, and one of them was the son.

Unfortunately, Princess Anping went into labor early, while Zhou Yun was not yet due. Despite being forcibly induced, she could not give birth. By the time she finally gave birth, Princess Anping had already woken up.

At that time, all the children had been taken out, leaving Gu Ziye in a difficult position. He could only lie and say that his eldest daughter had died of suffocation and that he had secretly buried her to avoid upsetting her.

Since she wasn't his biological daughter, Zhou Yun naturally had no sincerity whatsoever; she was just putting on an act in front of Gu Ziye.

Later, I didn't even bother pretending anymore.

Gu Ziye was similar; he was a loving father to Jiahe, but whenever he was upset by Princess Anping, he would take it out on his daughter.

He named her "Ugly Slave" and kept her like a cat or dog, beating and scolding her as he pleased.

Upon hearing this, Han Yan kicked Gu Ziye in the chest, yelling, "You bastard, how dare you!"

Ugly Slave stood there blankly.

So that's how it is... She always thought it was because she was bad, because she was ugly, and not as sensible as her younger brother, that her parents didn't like her...

It turns out that this wasn't the reason at all.

Tears streamed silently down her cheeks.

Princess Anping felt as if something had squeezed her heart. She squatted down and gently wiped the dust off her face with a handkerchief.

"...Don't cry."

Ugly Slave raised his head, looking at her through teary eyes.

The woman before her was tall and dignified, her entire demeanor as bright as the moon in the sky; this was her mother…

But she's so ugly, would her mother like her?

The next second, my shoulder slumped.

Princess Anping took off her own fox fur coat and draped it over Ugly Slave's shoulders.

The thick, soft fox fur, carrying a faint scent of sandalwood and the warmth of her mother, enveloped her completely.

Smelling that fragrance, Chou Nu suddenly felt a lump in her throat, and tears welled up uncontrollably, but she dared not cry out loud, only biting her lip and letting them flow silently.

Princess Anping straightened up. "Hanyan, take Jiahe and Jiasui into the carriage."

Even if Princess Anping's children died young, they were still recorded in the royal genealogy and given exclusive titles.

She is definitely not some ugly slave.

With red-rimmed eyes, Han Yan knelt down and picked up the petite Jia Sui. "Princess, this servant will take you home..."

Jiahe didn't care about her father anymore and took Hanyan's hand as they walked outside.

Once her two daughters disappeared outside the courtyard gate, the gentle expression on Princess Anping's face completely vanished.

"Gu Ziye, I was wrong."

Her voice was as cold as icicles in the dead of winter, "I've been too good to you in the past, so much so that even a dog dares to scheme against me."

With a flick of the sword tip, Gu Ziye's clothes were parted.

His eyes widened in terror. "What are you going to do?"

"ah--"

A tremendous pain came from below, as if something important had been torn away.

Gu Ziye let out a scream that sounded inhuman, and rolled around on the ground.

He was in so much pain that he almost fainted, but he still heard that ghostly voice whisper in his ear, "As husband and wife, you can rest assured that I will make sure you go peacefully."

……

"Dead?"

The next day, Qi Yitang was stunned to learn of Gu Ziye's sudden death.

She just betrayed me yesterday, how could she be dead today? Even the King of Hell wouldn't be here this fast.

Who did it?

"My elder sister did it herself." Xie Ling originally didn't plan to tell her the details, but Qi Yitang kept asking how she died, so she could only give a brief account.

"First castrate him, then imprison him, execute him by slow slicing, and then put him in a cauldron of boiling oil..."

[Fried until golden brown and crispy, even the neighbor's kid was drooling.]

[This is utterly absurd! Ask the neighbor's kid if they'd dare eat it!]

"Hiss..." Qi Yitang almost gasped.

Even knowing that Princess Anping was strong and resourceful, I never expected her to be so decisive and ruthless towards her husband.

No wonder she used to swagger around in the palace, relying on the prestige of the late emperor and Princess Anping, and no one dared to challenge her.

Who would dare?