Chapter 1541 Xia Waner Chapter 55

Xia Wan'er was in a daze, as if she had returned to her boudoir in the Great Zhou Dynasty, back to the time before she gave up her body to tease Murong Qiao.

She sat in front of the Yaoqin as usual, lit incense, and just as she put her hands on the surface of the qin, she heard Xia Lin calling her outside the door.

She wanted to stand up and open the door for Xia Lin, but as soon as she stood up, the scene around her changed again.

She seemed to be standing in the corridor of the courtyard, with Murong Qiao in front of her and Xia Zian who was slapped to the ground in the middle of the courtyard.

Looking at the familiar scene, her heart was alarmed. This day was the beginning of her nightmare!

No, she didn't want to be like this, she didn't want to compete with Xia Zian!

Xia Wan'er rushed up and wanted to push Murong Qiao away, but she saw that the people who were there just now suddenly disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, she was in a cell. In front of her, the once elegant Xia Huaijun was lying on the wet straw, with urine and feces next to him, holding an inconspicuous hairpin in his hands.

Xia Wan'er was filled with shock and guilt, and tears flowed unconsciously. She staggered to him and knelt down.

"Daddy," she looked up when she saw him holding the hairpin in his hand as if it were a treasure, "What is this?"

She asked out loud.

But no one responded to her.

It was just an ordinary silver hairpin, without any carvings, smooth all over, and ordinary to the point of being ugly. Why did he hold it so carefully?

Xia Wan'er knelt in front of him, but he was completely unaware.

Seeing Xia Huaijun holding the hairpin, dirty tears flowed from his turbid eyes, his face was full of regret and pain, and he murmured: "Daddy is sorry for you, Daddy is sorry for you."

"Daddy, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tears blurred Xia Wan'er's vision. How could she not know the origin of this hairpin at this time?

Yes, she remembered.

This hairpin belonged to Xia Zian, who regarded it as a treasure. She had even used this hairpin to play with Xia Zian.

But how could he suddenly appear here at this time?

Could it be——

Xia Wan'er immediately stood up and looked around, but she couldn't find any trace of Xia Zian.

Just when she was about to turn around, she heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh and blood gushing out from behind her.

Xia Wan'er's body froze, her face full of helplessness and horror.

She turned her head tremblingly, and when she saw the blood all over the wall, she finally couldn't help but screamed!

"No, no!"

She squatted down with her head in her arms, and memories ran wild in her mind like a demon.

She really regretted it, regretted it, it was she who implicated Xia Huaijun who loved her so much.

The scene turned, and she found herself standing.

In the distance, Mrs. Xia was trapped on a log, watching the angry people rushing towards her with stones in their hands, and the stones like a rainstorm fell on her head and body, and blood flowed.

"Grandma..." Xia Wan'er wanted to rush over to stop them, but found that she couldn't move.

Old Madam Xia had no choice but to endure it all.

She struggled for a long time. She could only close her eyes and not see, hear, or think about it.

These nightmare memories that she had hidden deep in her heart suddenly burst out at this moment.

She wanted to comfort herself that this was not true, but she had to admit that it was all her fault. So did God punish her to see the death of the Xia family mother and son with her own eyes?

For the first time, she felt what it meant to feel heart-wrenching regret, which she had never experienced when she was reduced to being a beggar.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her up.

She opened her eyes and saw Murong Qiao's gloomy and twisted face.

"Xia Wan'er, you have done so many evil things and left me with nothing. Do you want to enjoy a peaceful life alone?"

"Go away, go away!!"

Xia Wan'er sat up from the bed suddenly and waved her fists in a mess.

"Calm down, it's just a nightmare." Qiao Mingye grabbed her wrist.

Xia Wan'er, whose hands were restrained, stopped moving, opened her eyes and looked at Qiao Mingye, then grabbed his hand and burst into tears.