Feng Chun stared at Wei Hong with loving gaze. She was still hopeful, hopeful that he would still care for her because they have spent most of their lives with each other.

But Wei Hong didn't give her what she wanted.

His cold gaze stopped any words that was about to come out of her throat.

Right now, Wei Hong was feeling utterly disgusted by the woman in front of him. From the moment he heard that he had been made cuckolded, he could never see her the same way as before.

He felt so disgusted at the thought that he had been sleeping with the same woman who was sleeping with her cousin.

How immoral.

And disgusting.

Wei Hong walked to the guard and pulled the sword there. "Since you dare to step over your bounds, I shall be the one to give you your end."

"Mmph!" (no!)

Slash!

Feng Chun's eyes were filled with disbelief as her body fell to the ground. Tears streamed on the corner of her eyes along with the blood that spilled out like a waterfall.

From the moment she saw Wei Hong raised his sword, her heart was crushed. The husband she cared for all this time and loved so greatly would be the very person who killed her in the end.

She could not believe it.

To think that this would be her end…

If only… if only that day she didn't fall for Wei Hong, would she had this end?

She only wished to be able to be by his side and bear his son because she wished that he would give her all of his attention. She did give him a son, but he never paid much attention to her. Her son was not capable; her daughter was the only one who was talented.

But what was the use of having a talented daughter?

Wei Hong didn't care for a daughter.

But no matter how much Feng Chun used her daughter to increase her son's worth in his father's eyes, it never worked much. The only momentary affection he gave to her was when Wei Hong Zheng managed to hunt that deer. At that time, she was genuinely happy with the attention Wei Hong gave her.

But then, things turned south as Wei Hong Zheng could never met with his expectation and his treatment to her grew cold.

Using her own son and daughter to try getting his affection over and over, battling against other concubines for countless days, waiting for him… All of her life experience flashed before Feng Chun's eyes as she laid on the floor, unmoving. Tears were still streaming out like a river without dam.

A question aroused within her mind: Why did she give him her heart?

Heh, people always said that women fell for the wrong person most of the time and it seemed that she was also included in that number.

How pathetic.

Light within Feng Chun's eyes dimmed as she breathed her last, filled with regret and despair.

"MOM!"

Wei Hong Zheng ran to his mother's side as his body trembled in anger and helplessness. The blood his hand touched turned his heart cold. He looked at his father. "How could you do that to your wife, Father?"

Hearing the word 'father' again, Wei Hong's brow creased. He had long known that Wei Hong Zheng was stupid, but to think that this boy would be this tactless too, it seemed that he was also glad that Wei Hong Zheng was not his real son.

Such a useless son, it was really good that he was not his son.

And that missing troublemaker daughter. How befitting of these two to be this wicked woman's children. They might not even be his children since this was the woman who had been sleeping around.

"Wife? She's a concubine, Hong Zheng," Wei Hong's tone was as cold as ice. He looked at Wei Hong Zheng. "And for cooperating with that woman to pretend to be my son, you ought to be put in jail."

"No! I…"

"Drag him away!"

This time, the servants moved even faster as they brought Wei Hong Zheng away. Wei Hong snorted and turned his body around. He didn't care in the slightest bit that his wife had died just now.

Even though she was someone who had spent most of her life with him, he didn't have any feelings for her. In his eyes, she never worth much and the only reason why he got close to her was because of her worth back then.

But now, she was just someone worthless, not even worth remembering.

The other concubines were looking at the dead Feng Chun with mixed feelings. Some of them were gleeful that the concubine had died while some other were afraid that Wei Hong would do the same to them. Even though they hadn't done anything wrong, they could be easily framed as long as the instigator was influential enough.

And there were several people who could fake evidence easily here.

"You may be dismissed. Feng Bo, you stay."

"Y…yes."

The others quickly turned around as they greeted Wei Hong formally. Some of their voices sounded cracking while others kept their composure.

Wei Xiao Hua watched everything before. Her face was slightly pale, but it didn't look much different than usual. She put on a smile on her face. "In that case, Xiao Hua will return back first, Father."

Not waiting for her father to respond, Wei Xiao Hua walked out of the main hall and headed to her own residence. The servants around her were doing as usual as they followed her. The moment they arrived in her residence, Wei Xiao Hua waved her hand.

"You may go."

"Yes, Miss."

Plop!

Laying on her bed, Wei Xiao Hua buried her face on the pillow. She was thoroughly tired of living in the ancient world. Unlike many other transmigration scene, she didn't inherit any of Wei Xiao Hua's real memories. All that she knew was based on the novel that she had read along with her own experience here.

Everything felt so strange and odd.