latelenovela Chapter 62, 9 Lifetimes: The Eldest Daughter's Scheme for Power, A Flower of Revenge in the Dar
Chapter 62, 9 Lifetimes: The Eldest Daughter's Scheme for Power, A Flower of Revenge in the Dar
Chapter Sixty-Two: The Eldest Daughter's Scheme for Power: The Flower of Revenge in the Dark Nights of the Capital
The capital city, seemingly prosperous on the surface, is actually a place of undercurrents, where various forces vie for power, making it a veritable grand "palace intrigue" scene. The Luo family, as a leading force in the business world, is a force to be reckoned with. Their mansion's gates resemble a majestic castle, with imposing stone lions at the entrance, baring their teeth and claws, as if shouting: "This is Luo family territory! All unauthorized personnel, get out of the way, or I'll devour you like a snack!"
Luo Celadon, the jewel in the hands of the Luo family, was once a super cute and docile boudoir girl. She was afraid of stepping on a passing ant when she walked. She spoke softly and softly, like a kitten. When Celadon is free, she likes to sit by the window, splashing ink on the landscape outside, thinking about painting a masterpiece that would put Tang Bohu to shame. But every time the mountains were drawn, they looked like they had been severely beaten, twisted and twisted, like big meat buns. She was so angry that she rolled her eyes and muttered: "Hey! I still don't believe in this tilt today. I can't cure this weird mountain like you. See if I don't make you obedient and obedient. It will become what I thought, that towering figure." Standing like that!" After saying that, he frowned tightly into the character "Chuan" and started to compete with the drawing paper. The brush in his hand was dancing on the paper like crazy, as if he was fighting a life-and-death battle with the drawing paper.
When she got tired of painting, she would immerse herself in the little world of making lip rouge and nail polish. Stirring the paint in the box with a small brush, she muttered to herself, "Little paints, you'd better behave yourselves. If you don't conjure up a color today that can charm all the young ladies and gentlemen of the capital, making them swoon, humph, I'll dump you all into the latrine and let you keep company with those stinky things!" Her serious and earnest expression made it seem as if she were conducting a super experiment that would determine the fate of the world; success or failure depended entirely on whether these paints would obey her.
In her spare time, she became obsessed with traditional Chinese medicine and the arts of divination. Those medical books and ancient texts were sometimes like maps to mysterious treasures, and other times like incomprehensible celestial scripture to her. She would scratch her head, her face a picture of utter bewilderment: "This herb name is harder to understand than an alien language! Did I accidentally transmigrate? And to a medical fantasy world where there's no translator? This is too difficult!" Then she would jump up excitedly, almost breaking the roof: "Wow! I think I've discovered a new continent of medicine! I'm just a tiny bit away from becoming a divine healer! From now on, I'll be the 'Miraculous Healing Fairy'! Anyone with a headache, fever, or sprains will come to me for help. I can just write a prescription and they'll be cured instantly, maybe even bring the dead back to life! Haha! So wonderful!"
She was immersed in these hobbies that seemed utterly boring to outsiders, yet her mind darted around like a nimble fish, swimming freely in an ocean of whimsical ideas. The accessories and trinkets she made by hand were absolutely stunning. Holding a newly crafted hairpin, she looked at herself in the mirror from left to right, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with laughter, and even twirled around proudly: "Look at this hairpin! It's practically a 'beauty weapon' tailor-made for me! Whoever wears it will be the most dazzling person in the entire capital, turning heads everywhere! Maybe she'll even gain a huge fan base and charm all the young masters! Tsk tsk, if this hairpin were displayed and sold in a shop, the doorstep would be worn down, the shop would be packed! The shop might even have to hire some assistants to deal with all these young masters and ladies! Just thinking about it makes me ecstatic! Haha, I'm going to be rich! I'm going to be rich!"
Although she was born in a feudal era with countless rules that could drive a person crazy, Luo Qingci didn't care about those outdated rules at all. Hands on her hips, chin raised, nose practically pointing to the sky: "Hmph, these stupid rules won't bind me! Not a chance! I'll do what I like. If anyone dares to grumble and chatter, I'll sew their mouth into a zipper. Before they can speak, they'll have to pull it shut! Then I'll cast a silencing spell on them to shut them up completely. If they still dare to disobey, I'll turn them into a croaking frog!" Her boundless arrogance made the whole world seem to tremble before her; she was the center of the universe, and even a sneeze from her was enough to make her shudder.
She was incredibly generous to her family and friends, spending money like a god of wealth descended to earth. The dagger she forged for her eldest brother was so sharp it could cut through iron like mud, and the gemstone on the hilt was dazzling. When her brother received it, his eyes widened like saucers, and his mouth gaped open enough to fit a goose egg. After a long while, he finally managed to stammer, "Little sister, your craftsmanship is simply divine! If I take this dagger out, those thugs will be terrified, begging for mercy on their knees. From now on, they'll all avoid me. If anyone dares to take a step closer, I'll 'shave' their heads with this dagger and see how they dare to commit evil deeds again! I'll show them what I'm capable of!"
Her mother was her number one "die-hard fan," always the first to rush to try out the celadon cosmetics and accessories. Holding the lip rouge, her mother carefully applied it to her lips, then twirled and spun in front of the mirror, saying with self-satisfaction, "My darling daughter is amazing! With this lip rouge, I feel like I'm eighteen again! I could win a beauty pageant, maybe even become the most beautiful woman in the capital! If I put these lip rouges and accessories in our shop, and then stand among those noble ladies, all those high-ranking officials and noblewomen would be vying to claim kinship with me! Maybe I'll even catch the eye of a noblewoman in the palace! I'll have to choose carefully!"
However, while Qingci's ingenious ideas brought his family a fortune, they also attracted a bunch of unscrupulous "wolves." These people were like rats in the shadows, secretly eyeing the Luo family's lucrative fortune, plotting how to bite into it and pocket all of the Luo family's wealth. They dreamed of becoming rich overnight, and the scene of counting money until their hands cramped had been rehearsed countless times in their minds.
Qingci's mother, gentle and virtuous, generous and poised, was like a towering tree sheltering Qingci from the wind and rain, protecting her firmly in her arms. "Child, boldly do what you want to do, don't care about the opinions of the world. Even if the whole world is against you, your mother will always stand behind you. If anyone dares to bully you, your mother will fight them to the death, even if it costs her old life, she won't let you suffer any injustice! If anyone dares to lay a finger on you, your mother will break their hand!" The mother gently stroked Qingci's head, her eyes full of doting affection, as if looking at the most precious treasure in the world, ready to fight anyone who dared to covet it.
命运却像个调皮到欠揍的捣蛋鬼，专爱搞破坏。青瓷及笄那天，整个府邸张灯结彩，热闹得像要把屋顶给掀翻。可谁能想到，一群不速之客就像从地狱爬出来的恶鬼，气势汹汹地闯了进来。
"Kill! Leave no one alive!" the leader shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice was like a broken gong, making people's ears hurt and feeling like their eardrums were about to burst. It was as if his shout could collapse the sky.
In an instant, shouts of killing and cries of agony erupted into chaos, turning the entire mansion into a living hell. The elders of the Luo family fought desperately, but they fell one after another like wheat being harvested. The children cried out in terror, their cries like sharp knives piercing Qingci's heart, leaving it riddled with holes.
"No! Please, spare us!" The women and children knelt on the ground, pleading desperately. Tears and blood mingled and spread across the ground, creating a blinding crimson that stained half the sky. The scene was utterly tragic, like the end of the world.
The mother held Qingci tightly, her eyes filled with determination: "Qingci, I can no longer protect you. Don't seek revenge, just live well... Run! Run as far away as possible, and never come back!" With that, she used all her strength to push Qingci to safety.
Qingci was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, feeling both pain and reluctance. She cried, "Mother, please don't send me away! I can't leave you! I want to stay and face this with you! I'll face whatever comes my way, no matter what. If I leave you today, how can I face you in the future? How can I live in this world? Mother, I will not go! I will never leave! I will never be a deserter!"
"Miss, I owe you so much for saving me back then. If it weren't for your kindness, Lianxiang would be a wandering ghost long ago. You gave me my life, so let me do something for you today!" Lianxiang held her long sword, her eyes as firm as steel, as if they could see through all darkness. "Juxiang, quickly take Miss and Young Master away! I have martial arts skills and can buy you time!" Lianxiang was like a fierce lioness, charging into the enemy ranks without hesitation to protect her master. Her momentum seemed capable of devouring the enemy whole, and every swing of her sword was filled with boundless rage.
Lianxiang charged left and right amidst the bloodshed, each sword strike wielded with a desperate ferocity, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on her enemies.
Meanwhile, Qingci struggled frantically, trying to rush back, her fingernails digging into her palms, blood dripping down like her broken heart. "Mother! Lianxiang! Don't do anything foolish... Ah...!" Her voice was hoarse from screaming, like the howl of a wounded beast, filled with despair and resentment, a desperate roar that seemed to pierce through the entire capital.
"Little sister, wake up! Going back now is suicide!" The eldest brother, his eyes red and veins bulging, dragged Qingci like an enraged bull. "We must live to avenge the Luo family! As long as we're alive, we can fight again. If we die now, we'll have nothing left!" The eldest brother's heart was bleeding, but he knew that acting impulsively would only lead to certain death. They had to live to have any hope of revenge; the seeds of hatred had already taken root in their hearts.
At that moment, Qingci's innocence and kindness shattered completely, replaced by endless hatred. Her eyes turned like frost in a cold night, so cold it could freeze a person, as if it could freeze the entire world. "I swear, I will make these people pay a terrible price! I will expose their past and let them taste what despair is! I will let them know that offending me, Luo Qingci, is like stirring up a hornet's nest. I will let them experience what hell on earth is like. I will make them regret their actions today in pain. I will tear these beasts apart with my own hands. I will make them wish they were dead! When I take my revenge, I will demolish their lair and let them taste the bitterness of being homeless!" She gritted her teeth and said each word slowly and deliberately, her voice seeming to come from the depths of hell, filled with endless resentment.
From then on, Qingci went into hiding, embarking on a difficult path of revenge. She sought out renowned doctors and poison masters everywhere, disregarding dignity in her pursuit of true skills. "Master, please take me as your disciple! I'll serve you like a slave! If you don't agree, I'll stay here and kneel at your door every day until you soften and agree! I'm willing to do any dirty or strenuous work, as long as you're willing to teach me! If you take me in, I promise to take care of you in your old age and become your most prized disciple!" She knelt on the ground, her eyes as resolute as if she were about to save the universe, as if nothing could stop her determination for revenge, her unwavering gaze seemingly able to pierce through all difficulties and obstacles.
In the pools of poison and medicine, she teetered on the brink of life and death time and again, each breath feeling like a wrestling match with death itself. "What's this little pain? If I can't even endure this much suffering, how can I take revenge? Am I just going to wait to be trampled underfoot like an ant by my enemies? I absolutely cannot live such a pathetic life! This little setback can't defeat me! I'll let those enemies know that I, Luo Qingci, am not someone to be trifled with. Even if I die, I'll tear off a piece of their flesh and use them as my scapegoats! Once I've mastered the essence, I'll make them all die a horrible death, wishing they were dead, and regretting ever messing with me!" She clenched her fists tightly, her nails piercing her skin, blood staining the pool water crimson. The scene resembled a horror movie, sending chills down one's spine, yet she showed no sign of backing down.
Finally, her hard work paid off; she became a renowned doctor and uncovered the truth of what happened back then. All the clues pointed to her former best friend, the one she considered a sister.
"You ungrateful wretch! How dare you betray me!" A wicked smile appeared on Qingci's face, a smile full of mockery and murderous intent, as if it could tear a person to pieces. "I'll make you know that the consequences of betraying me are worse than going to the eighteenth level of hell! I'll let you see with your own eyes what hell on earth is like. I'll make you lose everything, let you taste the bitterness of being destitute! I'll tear everything you care about to shreds, let's see how arrogant you can be then! I'll turn you from a high and mighty imperial concubine into a vermin that everyone despises! I'll make you lose everything, including your dignity and pride! I'll also drag out all your treacherous cronies and make you all be buried with my Luo family and my mother!"
Qingci established the Dark Pavilion, which appeared to be a bustling teahouse and restaurant, but in reality, it concealed secrets and resembled a mysterious spy headquarters. When she learned that her enemy was the illegitimate daughter of the current prime minister, now the powerful Consort Shu, she showed no fear; instead, a flame of fighting spirit ignited in her eyes.
A smirk played on her lips as she slowly approached the candlestick, scissors in hand. With a snap, the candle went out, and in the darkness, her voice was icy and chilling: "My dear 'best friend,' it's been a long time. Don't die too soon; I haven't had a chance to play with you properly yet. Once I've destroyed everything you care about, bit by bit, I'll make you beg for a quick death! I'll crush your hopes, dismantle everything you own, and drive you to the brink of despair! I'll make you understand that causing your mother's death and offending me was the most foolish and wrong decision you've ever made. I'll make you pay the most terrible price for your betrayal!" Her voice echoed in the darkness, filled with a chilling coldness, as if countless blades of vengeance were hidden within the shadows.
A thrilling revenge drama is about to begin...