บท 314: Chapter 214: Not Caring About Oneself At All

Upon hearing this, the little maid screamed. It was so piercingly shrilling that it almost ruptured eardrums. Her whole body turned cold and she became utterly still, evidently frozen in place.

The knife penetrated directly into the chest of the Imperial Concubine Shen, and her elegant dress was instantly soaked in blood. Her face turned deadly pale, but her bloody hand was still clutching tightly onto Ji Xinhe. Her eyes were wide open, and her lips curled into a smile that seemed to be both bitter and triumphant. With a great effort, she attempted to speak.

"So, the end is not good for clever women. Like me now, like you in the future." The voice of Imperial Concubine Shen was weak, yet had a determined undertone.