Feng Xiyun listened to Xiao Jinxing's cold words and suddenly burst into wild laughter.
It turned out she brought this upon herself.
She was courting death bit by bit.
If she hadn't repeatedly tried to frame An Ning, and even now wanted to perish together with her, would the Emperor have gone this far with her?!
She always thought she was smart enough.
From a young age, she could read people's thoughts, and from then on, everything went smoothly.
She thought she would get whatever she wanted.
And the same with the Emperor.
As long as she tried hard enough, as long as she used every means possible, the Emperor would be hers.
The position of Empress would also be hers.
Sure enough.
An Ning was right.
She was overestimating herself.
What she thought was intelligence was a joke in front of the Emperor and Empress.
She never thought that one day, she would be in such a miserable and pathetic state…
"Archers, ready!" Xiao Jinxing ordered.
