The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day-Chapter 811 - 395: Xiao Jinxing’s Breakdown (Fifth Update)
An Ning frowned, her tone clearly tinged with confusion, "Return to the palace?"
"I know you are Ye Qichi," Xiao Jinxing said, "There’s no need to deceive me any further; it’s futile."
An Ning bit her lip.
Is it really just futile?!
She didn’t believe it.
"How many times must this humble woman say it for Your Majesty to believe that I am not the person you claim?"
"So how did you know I am the emperor?" Xiao Jinxing looked at her.
"Didn’t Your Majesty just mention returning to the palace? Who else can speak of returning to the palace besides the emperor?" An Ning explained.
Xiao Jinxing lowered his eyes.
It seemed he was controlling his inner emotions.
Why, to this extent,
She just refused to admit that she was Ye Qichi.
If the first time he saw her, it was just a feeling,
Then last night, when he held her in his arms, it was confirmation.
He looked up and gazed back at An Ning.
Then he approached her bed with a few quick steps.
An Ning watched him warily.
The next moment, she saw his large hand directly tear open her clothing.
His eyes fell on the wound she had bandaged.
With a forceful motion,
he tore the bandage away.
A bloody wound was thus exposed before his eyes.
Because of his roughness,
blood was still seeping out at this moment.
An Ning endured the pain.
Xiao Jinxing’s eyes noticeably paused when he saw the wound.
He looked at the bloody wound in disbelief.
He couldn’t believe it hadn’t healed.
With Ye Qichi’s self-healing ability, having seen her today, there shouldn’t be a trace of the wound left.
"To avoid me, do you have to harm your own body like this?" Xiao Jinxing asked her deeply.
Do you really hate him like this?!
Hate him so much that you don’t want him to recognize you?
Hate so much,
that you would rather endure the pain, cutting your own wound again and again, creating the illusion that your body can’t heal?!
"This humble woman truly doesn’t know what Your Majesty is talking about." An Ning responded calmly.
Xiao Jinxing’s eyes narrowed.
He looked at the dagger beside her bed.
Then he picked it up directly.
He slashed An Ning’s finger hard with a single stroke.
An Ning endured the pain.
She just watched Xiao Jinxing coldly.
Watching his frenzied actions,
watching the faint hint of panic flash in his eyes.
After cutting her finger, he stared at the wound on her finger, watching the blood continuously flow down.
It flowed for a long time.
Yet, there was no sign of the wound healing.
Impossible!
It’s impossible for it not to heal automatically.
Xiao Jinxing looked at her finger wound in disbelief.
He couldn’t believe it.
This was the truth.
He even lost control and was about to cut An Ning’s wrist again with the dagger.
An Ning used her other hand to block Xiao Jinxing’s action.
Severing an artery would also kill her.
Xiao Jinxing’s hand trembled slightly.
The dagger hovered above An Ning’s hand, unable to plunge down.
"Your Majesty, if you truly wish to kill this humble woman, you can stab me to death at once instead of torturing me like this, slice by slice." An Ning said loudly.
Xiao Jinxing’s hand was trembling.
Trembling constantly.
He wouldn’t believe this was the truth.
He wouldn’t believe the person before him wasn’t Ye Qichi.
Impossible.
His trembling hand lowered the dagger.
But he didn’t let go of her.
He bowed his head and fiercely grabbed her face with his hand.
An Ning frowned.
Xiao Jinxing’s strength was really painful.
And she knew very well.
Xiao Jinxing was searching her face for a Human Skin Mask.
Thinking.
She had just changed her appearance.
Trying to tear off her mask to see her true face.
"It hurts..." An Ning couldn’t help crying out.
She felt that if this continued,
Xiao Jinxing would disfigure her.
An Ning’s cries of pain seemed to awaken Xiao Jinxing to what he was doing.
He looked at An Ning’s face, torn by him.
There was no Human Skin Mask on her face.
Under her skin was just bloody flesh.
Blood droplets were also oozing out at this moment.
No.
Impossible.
How could it be?!
He couldn’t believe that he had mistaken someone else for Ye Qichi.
The truth sank in; he couldn’t believe that the person before him wasn’t Ye Qichi.
She truly wasn’t.
His eyes turned crimson instantly.
The blow at this moment seemed almost fatal.
He had been convinced that Ye Qichi was still alive.
How could it be false?
How could the person before him be false?!
Xiao Jinxing suddenly retreated two steps.
It was as if he could barely stand.
As if the sky had collapsed on him.
He actually.
Misidentified her.
He actually mistook her for Ye Qichi.
How could this happen?!
Xiao Jinxing suddenly laughed.
His laughter was somewhat mad.
Laughter appearing as if he had lost his sanity.
An Ning looked at Xiao Jinxing in complete disarray.
Watched him laugh with tears, and cry with laughter.
Watched the utter despair in his eyes.
She turned away, choosing to ignore it.
After all.
A man so arrogant discovering he was wrong about something he believed was bound to break from the shock.
But to her,
she didn’t care about this person, so there would be no resonance.
What she wanted was for them to never meet again.
After who knows how long,
Xiao Jinxing seemed to have calmed down.
Yet he also seemed not calm.
He simply,
buried all his inner collapse and madness deeply within.
He glanced at An Ning.
Looked at her still coldly and indifferently watching him.
Was it really because of a lack of emotion, because she did not know him, that she could face him with not even a hint of feeling, was it?!
Everything was just his self-deprecation.
Everything was just what he thought.
She was not.
"You can go," Xiao Jinxing said.
To An Ning, he spoke coldly and indifferently.
She wasn’t Ye Qichi.
There wouldn’t be any emotion.
An Ning quickly got up from the bed.
This time,
Xiao Jinxing should believe she wasn’t Ye Qichi.
Actually, at first, she considered using this method to make Xiao Jinxing believe, but she didn’t find an opportunity; doing it too obviously would make Xiao Jinxing suspicious.
Only when it happened naturally would he truly believe she wasn’t Ye Qichi.
As for her self-healing ability.
It truly disappeared the moment she gave birth.
This is a kind of inheritance.
If passed to a boy, he could possess it for a lifetime but couldn’t pass it on to the next generation. If to a girl, she could pass it on to her offspring, but at the cost of losing her own self-healing ability.
So even in the apocalypse, such a unique constitution in the An Family was a rare treasure.
And now An Ning has inherited that special trait to An Youyou.
Once Xiao Jinxing discovers she has no self-healing ability, even if he harbors suspicions, he will believe she isn’t Ye Qichi.
He will only conclude that they just look somewhat similar.
An Ning left the room.
All she wanted,
was for them to part ways, never to meet again.
However, just as she opened the door,
her eyes suddenly paused.
The person standing before her locked eyes with An Ning, her eyes also tightening.
An Ning lowered her gaze.
So...
Bai Mowan finally couldn’t hold back and came to Xuzhou to personally fetch Xiao Jinxing back to the palace?!
