“The royal family has just lost an heir, yet you can still laugh. What a cruel woman!”
Bai Yu did not turn around to look at the woman who baselessly accused her. She lifted her face, her back straightened, and her demeanor was as arrogant as the words she uttered. “That is indeed a logical conclusion.”
If her laugh meant cruelty, then she would gladly admit it. Pathetic, every one of them. How laughable.
The pang in her left chest still remained, along with the ecstasy that formed in her heart. This body was never fully hers. The old Bai Yu’s feelings were engraved into this body, as deep as the pleasure she gained from the sight of Bai Hua’s devastation.
The current Bai Yu was feeling what Bai Yu in the old fate had felt.
But in this life, she was not the one who had done it.
She did not kill anyone!
“Logical?” A deep voice of a man was heard from the door to the palace. “Did Your Majesty truly say that?”