The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day

It's unclear what state she was in after being bitten by the wild wolves.

Her body was probably drenched in blood, her skin torn and flesh bursting...

As she was cutting down the wild wolves.

She wondered how much longer she could hold on.

The next second.

She might completely collapse to the ground.

However, the pack of wild wolves tore her body to pieces and, carrying their trophies, devoured her, leaving not even her bones.

This time.

The way she died was even more tragic than during the apocalypse.

That instance could be considered an accident, her own miscalculation, or perhaps, a trap. But regardless, she died swiftly, the zombie directly biting through her neck, and she hardly felt any pain before passing away.

This time.

This time… she truly experienced what dying felt like.

A gruesomely unbearable and immensely tragic process.

...

The sky.

It brightened.

It grew ever brighter.

The entire forest finally returned to tranquility.

The harmonious winter sunlight spread through the woods, seeming to offer a chill warmth.

Ye Qichi just watched the dazzling sunlight, shard-like and precious as pearls.

It really was rare to see the sun once again.

Her eyes slightly moved.

From afar, she heard the sound of horse hooves.

A group of horse hooves.

She thought.

If now someone came to kill her.

She would let them do it.

No desire to resist anymore.

Not to mention whether her body could still resist.

She was tired.

The battle with the wild wolves last night made her want to give up the chance to live.

She might not go through it again.

So she indifferently listened as the sound of hooves drew closer.

Indifferently watching as a line of people approached her.

Then she saw clearly.

The person at the front was Xiao Jinxing.

Ye Qichi wanted to smile.

At that moment she truly felt that she might survive.

But at that moment, she couldn't smile at all.

She didn't know if her face had stiffened to the point of losing its smile, or if the wolves had bitten through her cheeks so she couldn't make any facial expressions anymore.

In any case, all she could do was watch Xiao Jinxing.

Xiao Jinxing, who had left last night and only now returned.

Came back.

To collect her remains?!

He should have guessed that if she had died, it would be from the dog-wolves biting her, leaving no bones behind.

How could there be a body then?

Or perhaps, he just came to confirm whether she was dead or not.

If she was dead.

He could then rightfully marry Bai Mowan.

Ye Qichi really admired herself for being able to think so much even when standing was a struggle.

Perhaps it really was because she had no expectations.

And thus, felt no disappointment.

Nor did she rely on anyone.

However, that moment…

When Xiao Jinxing dismounted to embrace her mutilated body, she avoided him.

So clumsily.

She still dodged Xiao Jinxing's hand.

Xiao Jinxing's hand froze mid-air, looking at Ye Qichi.

Looking at the blood-drenched Ye Qichi.

He had prepared himself for everything.

To come here and see nothing but a pool of blood, Ye Qichi consumed by wild wolves, leaving no bones behind.

Perhaps, only a pile of tattered clothing she once wore remained.

He really hadn't expected to see Ye Qichi standing there alive.

Even though her body was covered in wounds, flesh and blood blurred, large chunks of flesh missing from many parts of her body.

If it hadn't been for him walking closer, seeing the flash in her hollow eyes, he would have really thought she was just a living corpse standing there, maintaining her dignity by not falling down, when in fact, she was already lifeless.

And around her.

The ground full of wolf corpses.

The ground full of blood.

Last night.

How did she manage.

To survive amidst so many wild wolves attacking her.

Surviving so violently.

His large hand, wanted to approach Ye Qichi again.

Wanting to take her away from this place.

To leave this place of extreme bloodshed.

"Don't touch me." Ye Qichi spoke.

Her voice was soft, yet clear.

Xiao Jinxing's eyes intensely fixed on Ye Qichi.

In Ye Qichi's eyes, there was no hatred.

Just a plain absence of any emotion.

Xiao Jinxing's heart, just like that, felt as if it was stabbed by a sword.

He knew Ye Qichi would hate him.

Whether she was alive or not.

She would hate.

He even thought that the moment Ye Qichi was bitten to death by the wolves, she probably thought she would never let him off the hook, even in death.

Seeing Ye Qichi's state now… Not seeing hatred in her eyes, but something that felt even more painful than hatred.