Chapter One: Ending with Resentment

  Under the dense banyan tree, Su Mu's eyebrows and eyes were warm and soft.

  Gazing at the little one sleeping in her arms, the small Rui'er looked even more adorable after falling asleep. Her long eyelashes trembled lightly, and her breathing was even. Her tender face was full of purity.

  This is the most precious treasure in her life.

  She would risk her life to protect this child!

  "Miss, you're being so presumptuous by keeping young master here, if the crown prince finds out he'll probably be angry."

  Sheng Xiao had been watching from a distance as the mother and son played and laughed together without going forward to disturb them. Now, looking at Rui'er sleeping, she couldn't help but feel some worry. Looking at Ning Rui's small face, almost identical to Miss's, her eyes slightly stung.

  Other people's children are with their mothers day and night, but when it comes to Miss, it is so difficult that even seeing each other once is a problem.

  "Today Su Yunjin is giving birth, he must be waiting there for the child to be born, who would care about the commotion over here."

  Su Mojin smiled indifferently, with a chill in her eyes.

  She lowered her head, and her eyes fell on the small Ning Rui. Her gaze instantly became warm and loving.

  This life of hers would be complete with just her wise son by her side.

  Gently press a kiss on the child's smooth forehead, all tenderness.

  The autumn wind blows in waves, the withered leaves of the courtyard fall, and the rustling sound carries a cool and desolate chill.

  Su Mojin gathered up her sleeves, afraid that the child would catch a chill, and decided to carry him back into the house.

  Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew through the courtyard, and the clear sky just now suddenly changed color. Dark clouds pressed down layer by layer, and the leaves blown down by the strong wind fell on the skin, feeling like a knife cut.

  With the arrival of the strong wind, a series of urgent footsteps echoed in the courtyard.

  Su Mojin's body suddenly stiffened as she turned her head.

  At the round arch of the courtyard, a man in a purple embroidered brocade robe with a jade belt around his waist, his face cold and emotionless, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. When he saw her, there was a faint glimmer of light in his emotionless eyes, but it was impossible to discern what he was thinking.

  His whole body was tense, like a bowstring stretched to its fullest extent, waiting to be released.

  Two people stared at each other from opposite ends of the courtyard, separated by wildly dancing leaves.

  A lone fallen leaf slipped down in front of the two people like a sharp knife, cutting down an impassable gully. As if a spell had been lifted, both of them withdrew their gaze.

  Su Mojin hugged Ning Rui tightly in her arms and averted her gaze slightly.

  "The yard is too small to hold a great Buddha, it's better for you, young master, to leave early if there's nothing else."

  Ning Yu took a step forward, his entire body exuding an aura that was both sharp and oppressive. He ignored Su Mochen's words, his gaze falling on the child sleeping in Su Mochen's arms, his piercing eyes undergoing a complex transformation that was difficult to put into words.

  Seeing this, Su Mochen's eyes narrowed and he took a step back, his back straight as a pen, his misty eyes staring straight at Ning Yu, coldly saying.

  "Ning Yu, I just wanted to spend a night with Rui'er, why did you abandon your beloved Su Yunjin and come specifically to take Rui'er away?!"

  In one sentence, she spoke with gritted teeth and her eyes stared at Ning Yu like a sharp knife. If possible, she really wanted to stab this man who made it impossible for her and her mother to be together!

  She didn't know which sentence enraged him, but his eyes suddenly sank deeply, like a whirlpool in the deep sea, with an unknown danger. His narrowed eyes fell on Rui'er's small, delicate face.

  Rui'er looks like her, but Ning Yu is after all the father, and there are a few similarities. But no matter how hard Su Mochen tries to distinguish, she can't see any affection in his eyes when he looks at Rui'er, so she warily holds the child tightly.

  Sumu Jin.

  He looked up and spoke to her for the first time since entering the courtyard.

  The voice was low like the dark clouds in the sky at this time.

  Su Mojin's heart suddenly lifted up.

  He suddenly walked towards her with a slow pace, as if he had finally made some kind of decision, his aura becoming increasingly cold and sharp.

  As they got closer, Su Mochen suddenly caught a whiff of a strong bloody smell. She focused her attention on Ning Yu and suddenly her pupils contracted slightly.

  He was wearing a purple robe with star-studded bloodstains, which were scattered all over his light purple brocade robe. At first glance, it was not noticeable, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that his entire brocade robe had been stained everywhere.

  Su Mojin's heart tightened, biting her lip but saying nothing, pretending to be indifferent and turning her head away.

  Whether he's injured or whatever else, his affairs have nothing to do with her anymore!

  "Su Mojin, Yun'er has given birth to a son!" he said heavily.

  Su Mojin's heart suddenly trembled, and she blinked away the mist in her eyes, saying coldly, "What does it have to do with me?"

  "The child was born with insufficient vitality and suffers from heart disease!"

  "What's it to you?!" She said coldly with a frown.

  Does he still want her to shed a few tears to show regret? ! How ridiculous!

  Ning Yu's lips were tightly pursed as he stepped closer and closer, his sharp eyes fixed intently on the small Rui'er.

  "Doctor Zhang has examined him and says there is a way to cure him!"

  Su Mo's eyes were cold and calm as she looked at him, waiting for his next words.

  "Sumu Jin, in terms of the Su family relationship, Yuner is your biological younger sister, and you are her child's biological aunt. In terms of the Ning family relationship, you two are also referred to as sisters, how can you show such indifference?!" His voice had already taken on a hint of coldness.

  "Ning Yu, don't tell me these useless things. If you want to give her the status of a legitimate wife, just demote me to a concubine and be done with it. Why must you say such hypocritical and shameful words?"

  He ignored her, his eyes cold and unyielding as he took another step closer to her. "Zhang Taichang has written a prescription that requires the heart's blood of the child's closest sibling to serve as a medicine guide; otherwise, the child will undoubtedly die!"

  Su Mo's face suddenly turned pale.

  Apart from Rui Er Ning, there are no other children in the Wang Fu!

  She tightened her arms and took a few steps back, staring at Ning Yu with wide, disbelieving eyes.

  "So you're going to take Rui'er's life for the sake of Su Yunjin's child?!" Su Mochen looked like she had just met Ning Yu yesterday, and the mist in her phoenix-like eyes finally fell, weighed down by its own heaviness. Her chest felt heavy with pain, as if a dull knife was slowly torturing her heart, the ache unbearable.

  Ning Yu's lips were tightly pursed as he coldly stared at her, his thoughts unknown.

  The two people stared at each other with cold eyes for a long time, and the air around them condensed into ice.

  After a while, Ning Yu said coldly.

  "Since softness won't work, then only hardness will do." His voice thoroughly chilled, he waved his hand and several burly maidservants emerged from behind him. He took a step back, coldly commanding, "Take Ning Rui away!"

  "Niǔ yù!" Su Mùjǐn gazed at the stepmothers who were closing in and tightly hugged the child, shouting loudly, "Ruì'ér is your own biological son!"

  Ning Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, her lips tightly pursed, and she didn't say a word.

  The little child was awakened from his sleep and saw Su Mojin's face full of icy tears as soon as he opened his eyes.

  "Mother..."

  The heavy dark clouds pressed down on the top of my head, finally bursting open with a muffled thunderclap, and icy raindrops poured down like a ladle, stinging painfully.

  The women listened to Ning Yu's orders and surrounded her inch by inch. Su Mu Jin, who was originally a weak and delicate woman, didn't know where she got the strength from as she hugged the child tightly and pushed against the women. Grabbing, scratching, biting, kicking... all the actions that a shrew could use were employed, but in the end, she was outnumbered. As she watched Rui'er being forcibly taken away from her arms, listening to the child's heart-wrenching cries growing fainter and fainter, her heart felt emptier and emptier.

  She knew that if Rui'er walked out of her sight this time, she would never see him again in this lifetime!

  Blood on the head...

  Su Mo Jin shivered involuntarily.

  "Rui'er!"

  Su Mu Jin stumbled forward, step by step, but was held back by several old women. She grabbed onto Ning Yu's sleeve in despair, wailing loudly. The heavy rain caused her hair to become disheveled, with strands sticking to her face, making her look particularly bedraggled.

  She knelt heavily on the bluestone, her knees making a dull thud that was audible even in the heavy rain. She looked up, ignoring the rain pounding against her eyes.

  It was the first time in her life she had asked anyone for anything!

  "Ning Yu, please spare Rui'er, he's just a child who doesn't understand anything. He respects and loves you, always treating you like a kind father. If you're afraid that Rui'er will take the place of Su Yunjin's child, I can take Rui'er away from the palace and never appear in front of you again. You can hate me or be angry with me, it doesn't matter how much you ignore me or torture me, just please... She knelt on the ground, clutching his hem and crying until she was hoarse, "Please spare my Rui'er..."

  Ning Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and in the rain, it was hard to make out his expression, but he could only feel the oppressive feeling on him getting heavier and heavier.

  He crouched down, grasped her hand, his touch icy cold, his eyes deep like a whirlpool, gathering stormy weather, slowly pulling her hand away, his voice as cold as autumn rain.

  "Too late!"

  The words fell, and Su Mu Jin, without looking back, turned and left, falling into the rain.

  Across the rain curtain, Ning Rui's crying voice gradually became weaker from loudness.

  She can't give up like this, her wise child is still waiting for her to save!

  "Shang Xiao!" Su Mu Jin shouted at Shang Xiao, who was surrounded by several women, "Tell Qin Se to go find the princess right now."

  After finishing speaking, she got up from the ground with a stumble and ran quickly into Su Yunjin's courtyard.

  Rui'er...

  Her wisdom!

  As soon as she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she was blocked by two old women. Su Mochen used all her strength to struggle free from the restraint of the two old women and ran towards the courtyard.

  The cool raindrops flowed into her mouth along with her wide-open mouth, and even her heart was icy.

  As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard a heart-wrenching howl.

  Su Mo's heart skipped a beat and her foot slipped, almost falling over.

  The main hall was surprisingly empty with no one guarding it.

  Su Mojin quickened her pace and pushed open the door with trembling fingertips.

  Blood all over the ground!

  Everyone in the house is rushing around with anxious faces, but no one pays attention to the little person lying on the bed.

  Su Mojin's eyes were sour and swollen, she stumbled and knelt on the ground, hugging the small person in her arms, so sad that not a single tear could flow out, her fingers trembling to cover his chest where fresh blood kept gushing out.

  "Rui'er, Rui'er, hold on, Mom is getting someone to rescue you..."

  "Mother... Rui'er... hurts..."

  Little Ning Rui's chest was broken open with a large blood hole, his bright big eyes lost their usual luster, and his pupils gradually dispersed. He seemed unable to understand why his father wanted someone to dig out his heart's blood, his painful gaze filled with confusion, and he began to spit out large mouthfuls of blood as soon as he spoke.

  "Rui'er... don't scare Mom, please survive, Mom only has you!"

  Sumu Jin tightly hugged Ning Rui, her hands were stained with blood, and she felt the person in her arms getting colder. She was desperate and at a loss, "Rui'er... Rui'er..."

  However, her cries could not wake Ning Rui up. After saying the last sentence, Ning Rui's pale and small hand finally fell down powerlessly.

  "......Rui'er......ouch......"

  Su Mu Jin sat on the ground in a daze, seemingly having lost all sense of awareness. She didn't know how long had passed when she heard a weathered voice rise up.

  "Alas, I am old and useless, this child was born with a deficiency, even if we were to use the crown prince's heart's blood as medicine, it would be of no avail..."

  Su Mojin's body trembled all over, staring at Ning Yu in disbelief.

  Ning Yu slightly furrowed his brow, but remained silent.

  After a while, Su Mochen suddenly looked up at the sky and burst out laughing.

  Her smile was eerie, especially on a gloomy day like this.

  "Ning Yu, you actually took Rui'er's life for a child who can't be saved! Haha......" She laughed but tears streamed down her face, and a trickle of blood flowed from her mouth, which she forcibly swallowed.

  No one in the house dared to look her straight in the eye.

  Su Yunjin lay on the bed with a pale face, wearing a plain white dress, seemingly also in great distress, and called out softly, "Sister..."

  Su Mojin held Ning Rui's small body and slowly got up, word by word, as if crying blood.

  "Ning Yu, you are heartless and ruthless, unworthy of being a father. I curse you to be childless for all eternity!"

  Ning Yu gazed at the hatred in her eyes, pursed his lips and remained silent.

  "Su Yunjin, if there's an afterlife, I'll make sure you regret being born in this world!"

  A loud thunderbolt struck down, and the face of Rui'er in her arms turned even paler. Su Mochen smiled wryly and strode away with a resolute step, holding the child tightly in her arms.

  She vaguely felt footsteps behind her, but she didn't care and rushed to the stable, led a horse out and rode away.

  This world is too ugly, and the Ning Wang Fu can't find a clean place. She and her Rui son would rather die than occupy an inch of land in the Ning Wang Fu.

  They rode their horses to a cliff, Su Mojin got off the horse with Ning Rui in her arms, she looked up at the dark sky and let out a mournful cry.

  "If heaven has eyes, Su Mu Jin only wishes that his corpse would vanish into nothingness!"

  Digression

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  Is she trash in everyone's eyes?

  A wedding that was supposed to be enviable ended up making her a laughing stock of the whole world?

  What a joke!

  Beating the prince, fighting with the concubine, playing with poison, is this really her good life?

  Scheming and plotting, deceiving each other, all in plain sight.

  She is not afraid of open guns and secret arrows, sword lights and sword shadows.

  A flash of silver needle, a plain white dress, her smile is like a flower in bloom, yet she can cover the sky with her bare hands.