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But Nalan Zhengze’s expression was too determined, making him realize that Nalan Zhengze must still hold a bigger trump card.
This trump card would be very amazing.
At the same time, in Nalan Feixue’s room.
Nalan Feixue, who had been in a coma, finally woke up slowly.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her sister, Nalan Yurong and mother, Mrs. Nalan sitting aside.
Nalan Yurong’s face was pale. Her expression was haggard, but her eyes were surprisingly bright. There was a fierce hatred inside.
Mrs. Nalan pressed her forehead with a towel as she was sobbing. She muttered continuously, “My poor daughter, my poor children…”
Nalan Feixue’s memory slowly rolled back. What she saw was the lewd smile of the fat pig, Zhu Zhongba before she fainted.
She screamed abruptly. She jumped up from the bed and shouted loudly, “I don’t want to marry that fat pig; I will never marry that fat pig. Mother, elder sister, you must save me, please save me, oooooo…”
When Mrs. Nalan heard her daughter’s cry, she couldn’t help it anymore. Her low sob had become a wail, “My poor Feixue, it was all caused by that bitch. How could the master be so cruel? You’re his own daughter… how could he marry you to that kind of person…”
In the room, Nalan Feixue and Mrs. Nalan cried one after another. It was full of despair, sadness, resentment and unwillingness.
“Stop crying!” Suddenly, a cold and clear voice interrupted their crying.
Nalan Yurong, who had been sitting silent for a while, suddenly looked at the two of them and said coldly, “What’s the use of crying? Are you willing to be humiliated and manipulated by that bitch, Nalan Hexi? Feixue, do you really want to marry that fat pig of the Zhu Family?”
“No! No! No! I don’t want to!” Nalan Feixue shook her head frantically, and threw herself at Nalan Yurong’s side. She said anxiously, “Elder sister, you have a way right? You have a way to deal with that bitch, Nalan Hexi ? You have a way to not let me marry that fat pig?”
Nalan Yurong looked down at her sister’s tear-stained face, then the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, “Well, if you really don’t want to marry that fat pig, just follow my instructions. I promise, as long as you do what I told you to do. Not only can I save you from marrying Zhu Zhongba, but I can also make you become the wife of the crown prince as you wish.”
After hearing this, Nalan Feixue was overjoyed. She grabbed Nalan Yurong’s hand, and repeatedly in a low tone, “I do! I do! Sister, as long as I don’t need to marry that fat pig, I will do whatever it takes!”
Nalan Yurong smiled with satisfaction. She lowered her head slowly and uttered a long series of whispers in her sister’s ear.
Nalan Feixue’s expression changed from the original shock and panic to overjoyed, then she finally laughed and said, “Elder sister, you are the best! Don’t worry, I will get the things done!”
After speaking, she quickly changed her clothes and rushed out of the room.
Nalan Yurong sat on the spot, looking at the back of her sister leaving, and a ruthless expression appeared on her face, “Nalan Hexi, you want to fight with me for King of Hell? I want to see if you can have this life! When King of Hell knows that you are being violated, would he still love you and marry you as his wife? Hahaha…”
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Ugh… I can’t stand these kinds of people. Who’s fighting you, you idiot?? HE DOESN’T WANT YOU! Oh well, digging a family plot of graves these fools.