Xiao Yancheng laid her flat on the ground, took a deep look at her, and without saying another word, turned and quickly ran back the way he came. He needed to find a horse, he couldn't let Danlan die, there were still many things he hadn't done, his great revenge had yet to be avenged. He wanted her with him, she couldn't die...he couldn't die either!
The Third Madam turned her gaze and watched as Xiao Yancheng's figure ran farther and farther away, the smile on her lips widening. He never truly loved her; for so many years he had been using her. Yes, how could he love her? Back then, she had used unorthodox means to cast a love poison on him, forcing him to marry her and bear Lyuzhu. She knew all these years he served the village tirelessly with the hope that one day he could lead the Miaojiang army to flatten the Central Plains, to exact his revenge and fulfill his grand ambitions. She had been the one holding him back.
