readytorunbook Chapter 263 Killing her in front of Zhou Yuan
Chapter 263 Killing her in front of Zhou Yuan
Su Yinyin looked at Zhou Yuan with a gaze as cold and sharp as an ice blade that had never melted in a thousand years, piercing straight into Zhou Yuan as if she wanted to pierce his soul mercilessly in an instant.
She said coldly, "You're too late. The crimes she committed deserve her death!"
Its voice seemed to emanate from the deepest, coldest abyss, carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Zhou Yuan's expression was extremely complex, his gaze locking onto Su Yinyin like a heavy shackle.
He said urgently and helplessly, "Yinyin, put down your sword!"
His voice was as rapid as thunder in a storm, and the veins on his forehead throbbed like firecrackers about to explode.
Su Yinyin scoffed, her laughter filled with mockery and disdain for Zhou Yuan: "Spare me from death? Your mother killed my mother and tried to kill my brother and sister. Do you think I would let her go?"
Her voice trembled violently with anger, each word seemingly burning with raging fury and filled with unfathomable resentment.
The sound reverberated through the air, startling the birds that flew around in panic, sending chills down one's spine.
Zhou Yuan remained silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "There must be some misunderstanding here, and I will definitely give you an explanation."
His brows were furrowed tightly, like a towering, rugged, and insurmountable mountain. His eyes held a light that seemed firm yet was filled with deep inner turmoil, as if a tangled mess of threads was tightly wrapped around his heart.
Actually, he didn't want Su Yinyin to have this woman's blood on her hands.
He felt that this woman was not good enough for him.
Su Yinyin roared angrily, "Misunderstanding? She admitted it herself, what misunderstanding could there be!"
Her face flushed red with anger, like a perfectly ripe apple, beautiful yet harboring deadly danger.
Her voice seemed to pierce the heavens, shaking the surrounding leaves and sending dust flying everywhere.
Zhou Yuan's brows furrowed even more, like a tangled rope that could never be untied, and he said firmly, "Even so, you cannot kill her."
His tone was undeniably forceful, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force, and his veins bulging, as if he wanted to hold all his anger and resentment tightly in his hands.
Su Yinyin ignored Zhou Yuan and thrust her sword at the beautiful woman without hesitation.
His figure moved as swiftly as lightning piercing the darkness, his clothes fluttering wildly in the wind, the sharp sound of which seemed to be the urgent cry of his heart.
However, he was still a step too slow; the sword had already mercilessly pierced the beautiful woman's chest.
The beautiful woman stared wide-eyed, her eyes still filled with resentment and disbelief. Her gaze seemed to be telling of her unfinished conspiracy, or perhaps it was a vicious curse wishing Su Yinyin a terrible death.
Zhou Yuan landed on the ground, looked at his dead mother, then at Su Yinyin, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yinyin!"
Su Yinyin stared directly at Zhou Yuan, her gaze unwavering, her resolve as firm as ice that had never melted in millennia: "Compared to her ruthlessness, what am I? From this day forward, I will never let you get away with this!"
Her eyes were filled with determination, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall, as if those tears would be her final surrender to fate.
Zhou Yuan's brows furrowed, like two city gates forever locked and unable to be opened, as he said, "Yinyin, why don't you believe me? I will give you an explanation."
His eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness. He stretched out his hands as if he wanted to grab Su Yinyin, but they stopped in mid-air, as if blocked by an invisible and powerful force.
Su Yinyin replied, "Believe you? Then tell me, why did you come here today?"
Her tone was full of doubt and anger, and her body trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress the surging pain in her heart. Her trembling body was like a withered leaf swaying in a storm.
Su Yinyin was furious at this moment, convinced that Zhou Yuan was favoring his mother.
Her chest heaved violently, and the anger in her heart burned ever brighter, like a volcano about to erupt and destroy everything, with molten lava ready to spew forth and turn everything in the world to ashes.
However, Su Yinyin did not regret her resolute attitude towards Zhou Yuan.
She thought that once she dealt with Su Jianguo and Su Yinhan, all the hatred would vanish.
Only after taking revenge will the hatred in the original owner Su Yinyin's heart completely dissipate.
Only then can she start a new life!
Zhou Yuan opened his mouth but didn't know how to explain. He had indeed received a message that his mother would appear nearby.
And they wanted to kill Su Yinyin right in front of him. That's why he rushed over in such a hurry.
Seeing his hesitant expression, Su Yinyin became even more certain of her thoughts, and her misunderstanding of Zhou Yuan deepened.
Zhou Yuan watched her resolute departure, his heart filled with bitterness.
His eyes were filled with endless loss and pain, as if he had been ruthlessly abandoned by the whole world. His desolate expression was unbearable to look at, like withered grass that had been severely beaten by autumn frost, devoid of any vitality or hope.
He wanted to go up and explain that he had rushed over because he was worried about her safety, and not for any other reason.
After she abandoned him, she was no longer the respectable mother he once knew!
Her life or death is none of his business!
While Su Yinyin and Zhou Yuan were having a heated conversation, Lao Liu and the others had already quickly prepared a new carriage for Su Yinyin.
After Su Yinyin boarded the carriage, she quickly led everyone away.
The carriage kicked up a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky before disappearing at the end of the road, leaving only billowing smoke and Zhou Yuan's lonely and desolate figure.
The smoke and dust were like Su Yinyin's resolute determination to leave, making it impossible for Zhou Yuan to reach her no matter what.
Zhou Yuan stared in the direction Su Yinyin had left, standing there for a long time, like a sculpture that had lost its soul.
His figure appeared lonely and desolate in the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun. The golden sunlight poured down on him, but it could not warm his already cold heart.
He was like a sculpture forgotten in a corner of time, mercilessly frozen in this painful moment.
The soldiers around him dared not utter a sound, for fear of accidentally angering the regent who was in a very bad mood.
Zhou Yuan looked at the man lying on the ground, his eyes filled with contempt. He thought to himself, "He schemed his whole life, only to end up like this, dying by this cold sword."
But you can't blame anyone else; you can only blame yourself for being too greedy.
Since that day when the Imperial Concubine's conspiracy was exposed, Zhou Yuan has been working tirelessly in secret, only to discover the extent of her ambition.
She plotted to unify the three kingdoms and ascend to the high and prestigious position of Empress Dowager.