<h4>Chapter 1283: Chapter 1296</h4>


    Unconsciously, ayer of mist had already risen in Xia Yunxi’s eyes, blurring her vision...


    Her fingertips gently slid over the man in the photo frame, touching the coolness of the ss. With a smile on her lips, her eyes were filled with an unbreakable tenderness.


    Her other hand rested on her lower abdomen as she muttered, "Sister, I have finally married him as I wished, but you weren’t my bridesmaid."


    ...


    Withdrawing her gaze, Xia Yunxi wiped the mist from her eyes, steadied her mind, and continued towards the bedroom.


    The closer she got to the master bedroom, the more panicked her heart became. In the silent corridor, she could distinctly hear her own heartbeat losing rhythm.


    As she passed a room, Xia Yunxi subconsciously turned in, entering the dreamy princess room. There werece curtains,ce-edged duvet covers, and a corner of the room was piled with various stuffed toys, even the walls were painted her favorite pink, adorned with Hello Kitty stickers. Any girl seeing it would stir up the dormant girlishness in her heart.


    The air was still filled with a faint fragrance she was familiar with. Looking at the room’s decor and setup, it remained as well-preserved as before. Unconsciously, her eyes moistened again, and her heart was filled with a mix of subtle sweetness and bitterness.


    Suddenly, a cold chill came from behind. Xia Yunxi sniffled, forcing a faint smile as she turned around.


    Ling Muye stoodzily at the doorway, dressed in a ck robe, arms crossed. He was even more elegant and handsome than in the photo, exuding a regal presence, with a touch of nobility between his brows. Under the dim light, his deep ck eyes shimmered with an enchanting color, cold and sharp, looking at her indifferently.


    "Xia Yunjin, who gave you permission toe in?" His tone was distant and cold, his eyes prating.


    "I quite like this room." Xia Yunxi strolled around the room, her fingers sliding over the edge of the table, which was spotlessly clean, deepening her inner bitterness.


    Her fingers moved forward, reaching the photo frame on the headboard. In the frame, a pair of sisters with striking simrities embraced each other, her gaze locked on the long-haired girl. Her brilliant smile pierced her eyes, choked her words, and nearly overwhelmed her, as mist rose again, filling her eyes. She gently tilted her head back, not wanting the tears to fall. "You really loved my sister deeply."


    Even Xia Yunxi herself didn’t realize how much her voice was trembling.


    Ling Muye turned around, his sensual thin lips pressed into a line, ring at her back with anger, a momentary hallucination breaking at the sight of the woman before him.


    "Mr. Ling, can I use this room as a storage space?"


    Before she finished speaking, suddenly, Ling Muye was in front of her, gripping her neck with eyes full of darkness, his fierce gaze as if he wished to strangle her instantly.


    But Xia Yunxi only wanted to provoke him, only by making him despise her more could she have enough space to aplish what she wanted.


    Xia Yunxi lifted her eyes, the sorrow in them vanished, her voice returning to normal, "Mr. Ling, do you want to kill your wife to avenge the one you love?"


    "Xia Yunjin, don’t you think I should kill you?" Ling Muye almost gritted out the words, his deep eyes brimming with intense disdain.


    Xia Yunxi forced a smile, her little face turning red from his increased grip, making it difficult for her to breathe.


    Suddenly, a sharp scream pierced the air, "Muye, what are you doing? Do you want to strangle Yunjin?"


    Mother-inw Shen Su ran over in a panic, clutching Ling Muye’s hand with fear surging in her heart. She couldn’t let her son ruin the long-awaited grandchild in her womb, "Do you want to... do you want to strangle my grandson? I won’t let you!"


    Hearing about the child, Ling Muye’s body shuddered, his grip lessening, and the disdain and loathing in his eyes intensified, giving Xia Yunxi a fierce push to the side, "Get out!"


    Supported by Shen Su, Xia Yunxi left the room and entered the one next door. Shen Su’s expression changed instantly, speaking coldly to Xia Yunxi, "Xia Yunjin, I only let you into the Ling Family for the sake of the child. In ten months, regardless of whether it’s a boy or a girl, the child stays, and you must leave Muye. Our Ling Family will never allow a murderer who killed her own sister to be the daughter-inw."


    Xia Yunxi gently nodded, lying on the bed with her back to her. It wasn’t that she didn’t know etiquette, nor was she disgusted with this mother-inw, but she was afraid she wouldn’t resist revealing the truth.


    This mother-inw, unlike the hypocritical stepmother, truly cared for her, treating her like her own daughter. In this world, besides her sister and Ling Muye, her mother-inw was probably thest one who wished for her to live healthily.


    Shen Su frowned, looking at her back, and sighed, "Have a good rest. I’ll apany you for your check-up tomorrow."


    Xia Yunxi didn’t respond, unbeknownst to Shen Su, her tears had already soaked the pillow. Gradually, Xia Yunxiy on the bed, fully dressed, and fell asleep.


    That night, Xia Yunxi dreamed again. In her dream, Xia Yunxi was drugged by her sister Xia Yunjin, then ced in a secret room, her body limp like mud.


    "Sister, what are you doing?"


    She looked at Xia Yunjin in confusion, meeting Yunjin’s face full of regret and reluctance, as a deep sense of unease flooded her heart like a river.


    Xia Yunjin gently caressed her face, saying strange words to her, "Yunxi, do you remember the magic game we yed as kids? Let’s y it again now. When you wake up, I am you, you are me. If I don’t say the game is over, it will continue endlessly."


    ...


    "You must marry Ling Muye, only he can protect you." This was thest sentence Xia Yunxi heard her sister say in her ear, gradually, her eyelids grew heavier and she lost consciousness.


    When she woke up again, it was already three dayster.


    The first news upon waking was her own Xia Yunxi’s funeral, and the culprit who harmed her was Xia Yunjin...


    Tears ran down her cheeks, disappearing into her hair, her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly, an excruciating pain.


    Suddenly, a coolness touched her face, Xia Yunxi’s eyes snapped open, her bright eyes twinkling in the faint moonlight, amidst the quiet night, enhancing the sense of loneliness and fear, the dull ache in her chest lingering.


    She slowly sat up, took out her phone, and looking at the girl who resembled her closely, she couldn’t help but burst into tears, as if all her suppressed emotions poured out at that moment...


    "Bingtong? Bingtong?"


    Chu Ge watched Mu Bingtong weep continuously, but no matter how much he called, she wouldn’t wake, causing him some concern.


    "Bingtong, wake up."


    Chu Ge infused a trace of True Qi into Mu Bingtong’s body, and only then did she slowly wake up.


    Her pillow was soaked with tears, her eyes red.


    "Did you have that nightmare again?"