"Lin Ruoxi, put her down, or I'll haunt you even as a ghost!!"
Watching Han Yi swallow the pill, Lin Ruoxi smiled slightly,
"Han Yi, you're really so foolish! But I'll let you die with your eyes closed!"
Han Yi slowly sat down in the chair, white foam dribbling from the corner of her mouth as her body went limp, collapsing backwards, clearly under the drug's effect.
Lin Ruoxi waved her hand, and moments later, a maid brought in Han Yuxuan...
Seeing Han Yi was undoubtedly dead.
Lin Ruoxi's heart was swelling with satisfaction.
"Han Yi, you still lost. Despite all your efforts, you eventually died at my hands... Fighting with me, you're still too naive. After you're gone, I'll tell Tingxuan you eloped with the Prince. That way, he'll slowly forget you. Yes, this girl is your child, but in the future, I still have the chance to bear a bunch of children for Tingxuan."
Lin Ruoxi was somewhat carried away, after six years of pent-up resentment, she finally found release.
