CHAPTER 382: CHAPTER 245: SHE DIED WITH UNAVENGED GRIEVANCE

When pregnant, Yun Chunnuan couldn’t enter the Storage Ring Space.

Upon hearing the young Grandmaster’s words, she suspiciously pulled down the Blood Jade.

The next second, she found herself in the Peach Grove.

Water and sky merged in one color, peach blossoms and willows intertwined.

One must say, this place was indeed a treasure trove of good feng shui.

The fatigue and exhaustion she felt moments ago on the couch disappeared entirely upon entering the space.

A long-lost sense of vitality made Yun Chunnuan feel refreshed and clear-headed.

She took a deep breath, and just as she was about to step forward, someone tapped her on the shoulder.

Yun Chunnuan turned around and saw the peach tree adorned with Blood Jade, its branches swaying joyfully.

"Little Flower Demon, long time no see~"

The peach-pink petals, much like a shy girl’s blushing face, fell one by one from the branches, resembling heavy snow or walking into a pink cloud.

It was welcoming her, expressing its happiness in this manner.

Yun Chunnuan stroked the tree trunk, feeling somewhat touched. "Thank you, I’m doing well."

The branches of the peach tree gently brushed over her head.

Accidentally, they tangled a few strands of her black hair, which danced in the air along with the petals.

What Yun Chunnuan didn’t notice was that the strands of her hair, which had dried up due to the rapid nutrient drain from the milkball during her pregnancy, were slowly regaining their dark, shiny luster thanks to the tree’s caress.

Even her small face, as she pressed it against the tree trunk, was returning to its former plumpness.

This was something Yun Chunnuan couldn’t see.

Her mind was fixed on the computer in the small house within the Peach Grove, intent on solving its mystery.

She nuzzled her face against the peach tree once more before bidding it farewell.

Stepping forward, she swiftly headed towards the small house outside the grove, which seemed right out of a fairy tale.

As she entered, she went straight for the computer on the bedside table.

Before leaving, the computer screen was closed, and no matter how she tried to start it, the screen remained black.

But now, the screen was already open.

The display was bare, with only a light yellow folder standing alone.

Yun Chunnuan slowly sat on the little bed, feeling a sudden rush of nervousness as she faced the truth within reach.

With a shaky cursor, she slowly moved it over the folder.

At the moment she touched the folder, Yun Chunnuan felt her brain connect with the computer, as if shocked by electricity.

Scenes flashed in her mind, like a movie rapidly rewinding at a hundredfold speed.

Back to the start.

Back to the first scene when she just crossed into this world.

The moment she woke up, she felt icy cold, with a man pressing down on her, tearing at her clothes.

At that time, Yun Chunnuan was extremely frightened. In panic, she pulled out a precarious hairpin from her head and directly stabbed it into the man’s... eye?

Yun Chunnuan found it odd.

She remembered stabbing the hairpin into the man’s neck.

Anyway, confused as she was, she didn’t know whether he lived or died.

Why did the scene in her head change to the eye?

What followed was familiar: surrounded by a group of people, she fell off a cliff in a panic. If not for a lush tree breaking her fall, she might have been smashed to pieces.

But strangely, even with the break, she should have felt the impact’s pain then.

Recalling the feelings from that time, as she rolled down from the tree and was about to hit the ground, it seemed as if a gentle breeze caught her.

But she had been too scared at the time, too focused on escaping to think deeply about it.

This was the memory belonging to her when she first arrived in this world.

Yet, the scenes in her mind did not match.

Even though the tree broke her fall, she still landed heavily on the ground.

She lay there, unable to recover for a long time.

And it was her husband who found her from under the tree...

The more Yun Chunnuan watched, the more shocked she became.

She suddenly remembered, the Grandmaster had said she was reborn too.

And not just once.

Could this be before her rebirth?

Following this, the development of events was roughly the same as in her memory, the difference being Yun Chunnuan had no Golden Finger.

Though her husband still loved her, the appearance of Ying Ce, the madman, caused frequent conflicts between the couple.

Bianliao hadn’t become as prosperous as it was now either.

After Yun Chunnuan became pregnant, Great Xia mobilized a million troops to besiege Bianliao.

It was the middle of a bitter winter, Bianliao’s most difficult time.

The soldiers had no food; neither the warhorses nor the war wolves had provisions.

Her husband led 200,000 hungry soldiers of Bianliao, fighting desperately, ultimately...

Fell on the battlefield!

She didn’t even get to see him one last time.

Upon hearing this news, in the delivery room, she perished with the child.

When that madman arrived, she was not yet dead, but her shrill curses made the current Yun Chunnuan feel as though she were in an ice cave.

"Ying Ce, I curse you! To seek love all your life but never obtain it! Forever, never to die peacefully!

You will endure endless physical agony! You will suffer mental torment at every moment!

The wrongful souls of Bianliao’s millions will haunt you day and night!

May you live long, long enough to know heart-wrenching pain, living in agony!"

She died with unresolved longing.

Her crimson eyes were full of hatred.

And regret.

Regret for her child, carried for ten months, who never saw the world but departed with her and her husband.

Regret for the man she loved dearly, killed in battle, and his final departure was amid her spiteful words.

She said, "If you leave, don’t ever come back!"

He truly never came back...

How could there not be regret, how could there not be remorse?

The madman held her lifeless body, searching the world for renowned doctors, oblivious even as the body began to rot.

Until one day, the rotting corpse turned to bones.

He was utterly mad, laying waste to everything, leaving no living soul wherever he went.

He experienced heart-wrenching agony and understood true pain.

Thus, he died.

The scene shifted, Ying Ce rose from the couch, and in the dead of night, he went directly to the Great Xia Emperor’s sleeping quarters.

Finding the chamber empty, he then went to the Emperor’s most favored Concubine.

The two were in the midst of lovemaking, and the sudden appearance of a white figure nearly scared them breathless.

But his sole purpose was to cancel the marriage alliance between the Seventh Princess and Bianliao.

From that day on, Ying Ce, who had always been indifferent to the Little Princess, changed.

He even risked everything to bring the Little Princess to the Regent Prince Mansion, waiting day after day for the woman he yearned for but could not have.

This time, he wanted to meet her first.

Unfortunately, until the Little Princess died of illness, the one he hoped for never appeared.

Ying Ce searched the entire Qingxuan Continent, naturally leaving no stone unturned in Bianliao.

He wanted even more to see with his own eyes how many women the man, who claimed to love Little Seven unto death, now surrounded himself with...