Kang Xiao flung her away with a careless toss. Yunniang went flying, slammed into the table and crashed to the floor, her face twisted with pain.

Kang Xiao laughed coldly. "Slut, there's nothing I hate more than being lied to. Anyone who lies to me pays for it."

The steward hurried over and helped Yunniang up.

There was venom in Yunniang's eyes, but they quickly turned pitiful. "Yun, dear, you don't believe the child is your own flesh and blood. I'll prove it to you right now..."

As she spoke, she limped into the inner room, pulling the steward along.

Zong Sibo glared at the two of them as they came in, his eyes ready to split.

He'd heard everything just now. The child wasn't his... His last hope was gone.

Zong Sibo's mouth was gagged, but you could tell from his eyes how filthy his curses were. He wanted nothing more than to put that adulterer and that whore to a thousand cuts.

Too bad. He'd never get the chance!

Once inside, Yunniang strode to the dressing table, snatched up the scissors and, with a vicious look in her eyes, drove them into Zong Sibo's throat.

Zong Sibo's pupils went wide. His whole body convulsed, and he stared at Yunniang.

He couldn't accept it.

He'd played Zhang Tianlun like a puppet and very nearly destroyed the Great Xuan... He'd been the great schemer of his age, and he'd never imagined he would die in the end at the hands of his own concubine.

The steward froze where he stood.

But Yunniang quickly untied the ropes from Zong Sibo's corpse, pulled the rag out of his mouth and threw all of it under the bed.

Then she dragged the steward to the window, opened it, stepped up on a stool and climbed out.

She looked at the terrified steward with contempt.

If he weren't still useful, she'd have gotten rid of him too.

Yunniang lowered her voice. "If that old thing didn't die, we would.

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