The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort (Chapters 1- 203)

Chapter 199 : Xiao Shao Gets Angry

[3] 曼珠沙华 (man zhu sha hua) – these flowers are associated with death. They are said to grow in Hell, and guide the dead into the next reincarnation. Nicknames for this flower include 'hell flower', 'corpse flower' and 'death flower'. Read more and .

How could someone who had no regard for whether she lived or died be confined by that insignificant phrase, 'filial piety'? At this moment, Jiang Quan knew that Jiang Ruan had no intention of turning back. The flaming light in her eyes was hatred. She hated this Jiang fu, and harboured an intense loathing for the Jiang blood flowing in her veins. By this point, Jiang Quan was rendered speechless, and had no idea what to do next. He could only continue to closely watch Jiang Ruan.

Once the little patch of ground where Jiang Ruan stood was almost completely red and her face had turned pale, from afar urgent hoofbeats could be heard drawing closer, and then, within a flurry of snowflakes, a figure came to a sudden halt in front of Jiang Ruan. The person had most likely rushed over from the barracks as he was still wearing military attire. His appearance was cold and unyielding, and his expression was stormy. Jiang Xin Zhi pulled Jiang Ruan towards him with one swift movement and angrily demanded, "Ah Ruan, what are you doing?"

He had hardly finished speaking when another figure, clad in black, appeared at her side. Xiao Shao's gaze was exceptionally cold, but he merely glanced indifferently at Jiang Quan without saying anything. Jiang Quan, on the other hand, felt a surge of intense pressure. Xiao Shao turned his head and wordlessly took hold of Jiang Ruan's hand. After he retrieved the medicine bottle and bandages held by his personal bodyguard, he carefully tended to her.

He did not say anything. With his tightly pursed lips, he looked both serious and handsome. The young ladies among the onlookers recognised him and began to mutter among themselves, "Isn't that Jinying Wang? He must have come here specially to support Wangfei ah."

"That's not right," someone refuted, "Jinying Wang is said to be a cold and heartless person. Look at how he is treating Wangfei with such tenderness. There's nothing cold-hearted about it."

Jiang Ruan could not help feeling a little guilty when she realized how quickly Xiao Shao had rushed there. However, she was determined to be victorious today. Even with Xiao Shao present, her resolve could not be shaken. Thus, she shook her head and said, "There's no need to trouble yourself. After all, I want to return this blood of his, half of the blood that's in my body."

She said these words mockingly, but hardly had she finished speaking when Jiang Xin Zhi took a big step forward from beside her. Although he had inherited Zhao Mei's bright and outstandingly good-looking appearance, the considerable amount of time he had spent living among soldiers had increasingly forged his cold, steely resolve. Now, in the midst of the wind and snow, he immediately stood in front of Jiang Ruan to shield her, looking like a carved statue, immovable as a mountain. He stared unwaveringly at Jiang Quan, who involuntarily quailed slightly under his gaze, as sharp as a sword. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xin Zhi laughed and said, "How could Meimei do something like this without calling me? I am also Jiang family's son and half the blood flowing in my body is also Jiang family blood. In the same way, I am also disgusted by it. Since I am a man, it is inconceivable that I should allow my own meimei to bleed like this." He cupped his hands and raised them towards the surrounding crowd, saying, "Would everyone kindly bear witness, I am returning my meimei's blood on her behalf!"

Having said thus, Jiang Xin Zhi grabbed the dagger in Jiang Ruan's hand without hesitation and slashed the back of his hand fiercely. He struck more heavily than Jiang Ruan, and his blood almost spurted out. Jiang Ruan was startled, and unconsciously reached out to help him stop the wound.