Flip the table! The reborn villainous woman takes down her entire family and seizes her life.

Chapter 59: Fake Death to Escape

With a sudden slash of the long sword, Wen Guzhuyu flipped over again, shielding Xiangyi beneath him.

"Thank you, my love... Thank you, my love..."

Xiangyi's pitiful cries instantly attracted the innkeeper, followed by a series of footsteps coming from downstairs.

"What happened?" The innkeeper's voice rang out from outside the door.

Seeing this, the man in black suddenly jumped out of the side window and disappeared into the night.

The room was filled with the smell of blood, and Xiangyi held the blood-soaked Wen Guzhu in her arms.

At this moment, Wen Guzhuyu's back was stained red with blood, and he trembled as he reached out his hand.

His cold fingers touched Xiangyi's face, and tears welled up in his eyes. He smiled bitterly and said, "Yi'er, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise to you."

"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely meet you first, marry you first, spend my life with you, and never set foot in Yanjing again."

"After I die, there is no need to send me back to Yanzhou. Just bury my body under the pear tree you like in Jizhou."

"When the pear blossoms bloom next year, it will be time for me to come back to see you."

"Yi'er, you must avenge me, Madam Jiang..."

As the voice faded to a crescendo, Wen Guzhu wearily closed his eyes.

Inside the room, Xiangyi held his "corpse" and cried uncontrollably.

"Why, why do you all have to die?"

"Why? My beloved Xie Lang!"

"Madam Jiang, why did you do this!"

Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded, and the rustling of the rain made the windows creak.

The shop owner sighed and said, "Young lady, people die. Life is unpredictable. Report it to the authorities."

"What bad luck!"

Xiangyi held Wen Guzhu's body and wept bitterly, the sorrow and pain that had been suppressed in her heart for so long bursting forth.

"The Marquis of Zhenyuan's residence..."

"Madam Jiang, even if I were to become a ghost, I would never let you go."

In the latter half of the night, the thunder stopped, leaving only a light drizzle.

The room reeked of blood, and Xiangyi dared not report it to the authorities, knowing it would be useless.

She looked at the person in her arms, a hint of hatred rising in her lowered eyes.

He thought he could spend the rest of his life with Wen Guzhu, but he died for her.

Covered in blood, Xiangyi had Wen Guyu carried to a dense forest on the outskirts of the city. She had a coffin brought to her, placed her favorite things inside, and then placed Wen Guyu's body inside, burying it under a pear tree.

She saw that pear tree when she went out after she and Wen Guzhuyu arrived in Jizhou.

She would fold one and give it to him every day.

The pear blossoms were so tall.

Xiangyi knelt before the grave, utterly despondent.

"Xie Lang, I will definitely live up to your name and avenge you."

After downing a cup of cold wine, Xiangyi ignored the blood on her arm, boarded a carriage, and headed straight for Yanjing.

The group of people who had been hiding in the shadows of the woods only emerged from the darkness after seeing Xiangyi board the carriage and head towards Yanjing.

The group quickly dug out Wen Guzhu, who was buried under the pear tree.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't suffocate Young Master Wen."

The men worked quickly and soon dug out the coffin.

The coffin was opened, and Wen Guzhu lay quietly inside, his face pale.

At noon, he helped the man up, patted his face, and turned to look at Jiang Zhi beside him.

"Your Highness, why is Young Master Wen Gu not breathing?"

Jiang Zhi walked over, squatted down, and fed him a glass of water.

"Wait a moment, he took my medicine in advance."

Sure enough, it wasn't long before everyone heard Wen Guzhu's voice.

At noon, he asked, "Young Master Wen, how are you feeling?"

Wen Guzhu slowly opened his eyes and looked up to see a delicate and petite face.

He gasped for breath, slowly stood up, a slight smile playing on his lips, and looked at Jiang Zhi, "Miss's actions are unique and admirable."

Jiang Zhi laughed and said, "If the play isn't real, how can you get people into it?"

"I hope Young Master Wen Gu isn't getting too caught up in the role."

Wen Guzhu quickly shook his head, "Miss, you've misunderstood. I swear to God, I haven't touched her."

Jiang Zhi smiled and said, "It's alright if you touch me. Although I bought you, you are free to do as I please."

"Now that our deal is done, I will return your slavery to you and give you complete freedom."

"You can disguise yourself and go to West Rock City to pick up your sister."

Wen Guzhu suppressed his excitement and his gaze fell on the slave register in Jiang Zhi's hand.

He took the slave register in his hand, looked up at Jiang Zhi, and then knelt down with a "plop".

“I, Wen Guzhu, will surely repay your great kindness in the future.”

Jiang Zhi lowered her eyes to look at him, her gaze falling on his back, which was stained red with blood.

Although it was a minor injury, it still made people feel sorry for her.

She took a bag of silver from her sleeve and handed it to Wen Guzhuyu.

“I’ve also brought back my mother’s dowry. Thank you for accompanying me in this play for the past month. Here’s the money for you to use on your journey.”

Wen Guzhu accepted the silver and said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss."

Jiang Zhi pursed her lips. "Young Master Wen Gu, I'm a little curious. It seems that the Prince of Liang in Yanjing knows you."

"Gu Liang, the Prince of Liang in Yanjing?"

Jiang Zhi nodded: "Yes, do you know why he came to see you?"

Wen Guzhu sighed and lowered his head, "It must be related to my uncle's death."

“Our Wen family was massacred, and only my sister and I survived.”

"Under the emperor's nose, what wrong can there be? A speck of dust falls, and the world gains another orphan in this chaotic world."

"She's young, and I just want to live a peaceful life with her."

He looked down at Jiang Zhi. Although she was a young girl, her mind was so meticulous that it was unlike that of a young girl.

At least, Jiang Zhi thought things through very thoroughly when it came to deceiving Xiangyi. He even found out everything about Xiangyi's first love and a whole range of her characteristics.

He laughed and said, "Miss is probably from a noble family, so she can probably experience the dangers of Yanjing."

Jiang Zhi smiled slightly, her lips curving into a gentle ripple.

"Of course, Young Master Wen, may you have an auspicious day and enjoy the best of times."

Wen Guzhu bowed and said, "Wen Guzhu also wishes Miss good fortune and happiness."

Watching Wen Guzhuyu's figure disappear into the boundless night, Jiang Zhi's heart finally calmed down.

After noon, the group covered the excavated coffin again and restored the grave to its original state before walking up to Jiang Zhi.

"Your Highness, let's go, we should go back."

"I'm afraid things will get turbulent in Yanjing again."

"Xiangyi has given her heart this time, and I'm afraid even you, young master, are somewhat reluctant to let her go."

Looking at the silent, dense forest before her, Jiang Zhi smiled and said, "For my brother, Xiangyi is nothing more than a performance."

“My brother was willing to do anything for her, but she still didn’t fall for him and even fell in love with Wen Guzhuyu.”

"Humph"

"We are all actors, so how can we talk about being in character?"