Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 147 Life and Death Decision

"Let...let me go..." Xiao Yao looked at Hua Rong with a pale face, her body trembling slightly involuntarily, bright red blood flowing on her arms, the sound of blood dripping intermittently rang out clearly in the silent night.

Die'er on the side didn't know what to do. After being pushed away by Huarong, she rushed forward and grabbed Huarong's hand again, as if she was afraid that she would take out the knife with blood on it and hurt someone again.

"Xiaoyao..." Huarong didn't care about Die'er at the scene at all. She held Xiaoyao tightly and said, "I know you are going to see the Imperial Master, right? You are going to help Baogui Fei deliver a letter, right?... Do you know what they want to do? Do you know what you are doing?... You are simply seeking your own death!"

"I...I..." Xiao Yao just kept gasping for breath and didn't say a word for a long time.

From her blinking eyes, it was easy to see her anxiety and fear at the moment. Although she didn't say anything, her expression gave Hua Rong the answer - she was indeed ordered by Concubine Baogui to deliver a letter to Yun Zhen.

"Xiaoyao, come here." Hua Rong said as she dragged Xiaoyao to a darker place and lowered her voice, "Even if Guibao Concubine can leave, what about the people who stay behind? There are more than 20 palace maids serving her in the West Palace, and there are countless guards and eunuchs. Can they leave? If Guibao Concubine suddenly disappears, have you ever thought about the consequences? Of course, by that time Guibao Concubine has already left the palace, and she doesn't have to bear any consequences, but what about you? What about those of you who can't leave the palace and can't escape responsibility? - You are destined to bear all the consequences for her!"

Xiao Yao couldn't make any sound under Hua Rong's gaze, and felt that her breathing was almost blocked by the other party's momentum. Her limbs turned cold due to extreme fear and anxiety, and only the blood on her arm where the wound was still bleeding could feel the warmth. The bright red color winding on the stiff white skin was like another brand new wound deeply engraved.

Every word Hua Rong said struck Xiao Yao's heart, making her mind confused.

"Do you know what the consequences are?" Hua Rong pushed Xiao Yao to the wall and asked.

"I..." Xiao Yao lowered her head awkwardly, her eyes avoiding, wanting to escape but not daring to.

Hua Rong lowered her voice and whispered in her ear: "Even if the emperor is merciful and lets others go, Xiaoyao, you are the most intimate maid of Baogui Concubine, and now you are their messenger. Just now, all those guards saw you walk out of the West Palace... If the truth comes out, how can you still argue?... You care about Baogui Concubine wholeheartedly, but what about her? She only cares about her own happiness, but pushes you into the abyss of no return... Xiaoyao, you are stupid, you don't even know that you are about to die after being made a scapegoat, and you pushed yourself to death with your own hands!"

Xiao Yao's body trembled suddenly at this moment, her pale lips slightly parted, and Hua Rong's words had already penetrated into her heart.

Yes, I devoted myself to Concubine Baogui... But what about Concubine Baogui? Did she ever think about herself?

Suddenly, a feeling of being abandoned surged into my heart, with waves of unspeakable bitterness.

"Xiao Yao, you are committing suicide, do you know that? Everything you are doing now is suicide... There is only one way to save you, and that is to confess your mistakes to the Queen Mother as soon as possible and recognize your own naivety and ignorance as soon as possible. Xiao Yao..." Hua Rong's voice pierced Xiao Yao's heart over and over again, like a dose of bewitching poison.

Although the poison is poisonous, I can't help but be tempted.

Xiaoyao bit her lower lip and shook her head, saying, "No...I can't, I can't..."

I can't betray the person who is like a sister to me, I can't betray the person who has cared for me and taken care of me. Whenever I think of the gentle smile of Baogui Fei, the sad eyes of Baogui Fei, and every bit of getting along with Baogui Fei in the past three years, and think of the fact that I now have the intention to betray her, my heart becomes extremely painful.

"There's nothing you can't do, Xiaoyao. Treat her the way she treats you. Since she no longer cares about your life or death, why should you worry about her anymore?" Hua Rong said, pinching Xiaoyao's shoulders.

"No, that's enough...don't say anymore." Xiao Yao shed tears sadly.

If Xiaoyao hadn't heard Huarong's words, maybe she would have died foolishly, and maybe she wouldn't realize until the moment before her death that she was sending herself to death. But why... why did Huarong wake her up so early?

Let her see clearly that she is heading towards death step by step...

If only I knew nothing, if only I knew nothing, I wouldn’t be afraid… I prayed like this in my heart countless times, but the facts are facts after all, and they cannot be changed. The words that are deeply engraved in my mind can never be erased.

If she didn't know anything, she could die in a daze, and at most she would feel pain before dying. But now she suddenly knew her death date and saw the end of her life. The fear of death would spread to the little time she had left. Every breath she took seemed to be permeated with the breath of death - that kind of torture was not something that everyone could endure.

The wound on her hand hurts... but if her head is chopped off, it will hurt even more... How painful will it be? Xiaoyao doesn't dare to imagine it.

"That's all I have to say. You can figure out the rest yourself." Hua Rong finally let go of Xiao Yao's hand, stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly turned and left.

Xiaoyao's body slowly slid down the wall, and finally collapsed in the corner like a piece of dough. She stared at the ground blankly without any spirit, and her slightly opened lips were completely devoid of color.

Dier subconsciously squatted down to help her up, but failed to help her up.

On the other hand, Hua Rong's figure was getting farther and farther away, and was about to disappear into the darkness. Die'er was worried about Xiao Yao, and was also afraid that Hua Rong would do something. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should take care of Xiao Yao or follow Hua Rong. She looked at Xiao Yao for a while, then at Hua Rong, and finally, before Hua Rong's back was about to disappear into the darkness, she subconsciously stood up and chased after her.

Behind her, Xiao Yao was still looking at the ground without any expression. She slowly moved her almost numb right hand and gently pressed her belt.

There, there was a letter that Concubine Baogui asked her to give to the Imperial Master.

She gently closed her eyes, two lines of hot tears slid down her cheeks. The fingertips that were holding the envelope trembled slightly and became colder.

That letter... is Baogui Fei's hope and new life, but at the same time, isn't it also a sharp blade that will cut off her own head?

“Your Majesty…Your Majesty…”

The choking sound was accompanied by clear tears. Xiaoyao's ears were roaring, and countless voices rang in her ears. There were the gentle and caring words of Baogui Concubine, and the heart-wrenching words of Huarong just now, and even the words of Zhao Concubine a day ago.

At that time, Concubine Zhao said to herself:

"Xiaoyao, take good care of the queen... I can only leave everything for the queen in your hands."

At that time, I also answered solemnly:

"Your Highness is like my own sister. I will never watch my sister suffer..."

The conversation at that time still echoes in my ears so clearly, but the mood at that time can never be found again.

The solemn promise made at that time was no joke, but why... did my heart waver in just one day?

At that time, in order to ask Concubine Zhao to ask the Imperial Master to leave, I chased to the Qinglan River, saying that I was scared and hoped that Concubine Zhao would find an excuse to ask the Imperial Master to leave... If Concubine Zhao had listened to my advice at that time, if Concubine Zhao had asked the Imperial Master to leave at that time, then...

Can everything be changed?

If I had begged Zhao Ji a few more times at that time, or if I had knocked on the door despite Xiao Shunzi's dissuasion...

Can everything be changed?

However, all hopes cannot be fulfilled and things have developed to the worst point. What should I do?

After a long, long time, so long that her tears had dried up and the wound on her arm had scabbed over, Xiao Yao finally stood up slowly.

She finally made the most difficult decision in her life.

She stood up slowly - her expression looked very calm, without any hesitation or doubt - and walked forward.

At my feet, the extinguished lantern rolled on the ground, making a low sound.

Xiao Yao looked down at the lantern, but did not pick it up.

I just looked up silently and looked ahead. There was pitch darkness ahead.

She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and stepped forward.

Soon, her figure was swallowed up by the heavy night in the distance, blending into the surrounding darkness and could no longer be seen.