Chapter 1850: Chapter 434: Cruel Reality, Such Innocence

"Hmm." Her Majesty the Queen propped her head with one hand and replied absentmindedly.

Gianna cautiously retreated, finding the queen’s mind ever harder to fathom.

A man walked in from the front, and they quickly exchanged a glance. The man passed her with a blank expression. Gianna pursed her lips and left without looking back.

"You’ve come."

A faint voice sounded above.

The man’s lashes drooped slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said blandly, "I wonder if Her Majesty still remembers our agreement?"

"Hmm?" A lazy voice gradually rose, like a satiated cat making one’s heart itch.

A sharp glare was like a knife scraping the scalp, and the man clenched his fists tightly, saying in a deep voice, "You promised me you would give me a chance."

"Then did you fulfill your promise to me?"

The man’s thin lips pressed tightly, and his breathing suddenly became a few beats faster.

"An assassin afraid to kill a person—it’s laughable if it gets out. Or are you afraid she’ll find out the truth and hate you?" A mocking voice drifted down from above, and the man clenched his teeth and closed his eyes.

"Without that courage, on what grounds do you negotiate with me? Q, you’ve disappointed me greatly." The woman’s voice suddenly turned icy and sharp.

The man’s eyes suddenly opened, and a cold light flashed: "I will do it, but until then, could you give me one more chance?"

"Too late." The woman curled her lips coldly, watching and savoring the man’s rapidly changing complexion from above.

"I once gave you a chance; it was you who didn’t seize it, so who is to blame?"

"Or should I ask, what qualifications do you have to marry my daughter?" The tone was full of mockery.

An assassin dreaming of marrying her princess—it’s time to wake up from that dream.

She drew him an unreachable pie, and he truly took it as sustenance.

The man’s face turned deathly pale; he should have understood this long ago.

Even if he killed that person, she would not fulfill her promise.

Hatred?

No, he just felt too weak.

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Kang Jinse was a third party who destroyed her family, driving the young her and Miaomiao out of the Ji Family, leaving them to roam the streets and suffer. She remembers the woman standing in the elegant and luxurious Ji Family hall, stroking her belly with a face of smug contentment, an ugliness that made one sick.

The bright and enchanting woman eventually became an old and insane hag, clutching her hand and screaming for help...

"Your existence stands in my way, Ji Yunya, just die...."

The girl with greed and jealousy in her eyes did not lose to the person she hated most but succumbed to illness.

Her remaining days were spent in a hospital bed, her life drained by the pain of chemotherapy. Death for her was both relief and a luxury.

A woman who aged gracefully, for whom dignity and face mattered more than life itself.

She was a thorn in her flesh, an enemy she couldn’t wait to eliminate. The woman with an elegant and beautiful appearance but with the most twisted and malicious heart was the nightmare she couldn’t escape in this life.

The pair of eyes that buried all past events and secrets eventually turned into a pair of eerie beads in the darkness; no matter where she escaped to, she couldn’t evade them.

He said, "I hope it’s a daughter, a daughter just like you. I’ll spoil her into being a carefree little princess...."

She hated when bad people turned over a new leaf, not for any particular reason, just because the past wounds couldn’t simply be erased with a sorry.

No, those scars were deeply imprinted in her heart, burning painfully no matter how much time passed.

It would be better if they remained bad all the way, so she could justifiably continue to hate them. Otherwise, how could she sort out the misplaced pain?

Little Princess, Little Princess... Her mind was filled with the image of the man saying those words with infinite tenderness. If I were your little princess... If I were your little princess... 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The most helpless word in the world is "if" because it implies something hypothetical, imagined, impossible to occur...

Obsession runs deep; how can it be easily laid down with mere words of release?

Not possible anymore...

From the moment she set foot on this path, she was destined not to be redeemed.

Brother Yan, sorry, I have let you down.

It was as if she fell into an abyss, her body sinking deeper and deeper...

The young lady kept talking nonsense, restless even in her coma, her hands reaching aimlessly until suddenly gripping Xiao Nan’s hand tightly. Xiao Nan heard her murmuring a name repeatedly. Listening closely, she was calling out to Brother Yan.

Brother Yan? He must be someone very important to the young lady.