Guihai Ping was completely unmoved by the Imperial Consort's pleas. Her whole body was trembling, all her strength focused on holding her down. How could the Imperial Consort possibly escape?
The Wandering Qi Entwining Silk continued slaughtering the Attendants who approached from all around, while a group of Attendants from the Guihai Household searched everywhere for the family head's remnant soul. Clearly, however, that wisp of remnant soul had long since been churned into smoke and dust by the Wandering Qi Entwining Silk.
Jiu Fang Ye tossed his sword aside and slowly reached out to touch Guihai Ping's face.
Guihai Ping's complexion was blue-green, yet she did not dare resist in the slightest. The corner of Jiu Fang Ye's mouth twitched as he sneered, "Ping'er, tell me—is this child really mine? You had an affair with the guards you brought from your Household. Did you think I didn't know? Heh heh... No wonder you didn't dare send Li'er to the throne and let him inherit my great legacy. You were afraid that when he grew up, he wouldn't look like a child of the Jiu Fang Household, weren't you? And yet... did I really like you? Couldn't I live without you? No... I truly don't like you. You're filthy. You're truly filthy... I was merely making use of your Household's power. Heh heh... Now that your father is dead, I'll wipe out the entire Guihai Household as well. Do you still think I care whether you live or die?"
"No... No, that's not it! It isn't like that! This child really is yours!" Guihai Ping's entire body shook as she desperately hugged the child.
"Li'er... Li'er... When you grow up, will you try to seize the throne too?" Jiu Fang Ye was covered in blood and grime. With his hair