After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 310 Murong Yi is furious again

Murong Yi stepped into the room, only to be met with a scene of utter chaos. An eerie silence filled the air, broken only by Su Wan'er's shrill and manic laughter echoing through the empty room.

His gaze was instantly drawn to Su Wan'er. She had disheveled hair, which flew wildly like a tangled mess. She had lost a lot of weight, her eyes were sunken, and her gaze held a strange and crazy light.

She clutched a wooden puppet in her hand, the puppet bearing a striking resemblance to him. She was stabbing the puppet viciously with a long, thin needle, each thrust accompanied by a vicious cry: "Die! Hahaha!"

Upon seeing this scene, Murong Yi froze, as if nailed to the spot. The gentle, smiling Su Wan'er of the past could never be reconciled with the crazed and ferocious woman before her.

His eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a sound.

His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and the pain spread throughout his body.

Once, Su Wan'er was the white moonlight in his heart, his comfort in times of weariness, and the warmth he cherished most in this complicated royal palace. But now, everything before him seemed like an absurd nightmare, leaving him at a loss.

Murong Yi frowned, his brows furrowed into a tight knot, his eyes filled with pain, confusion, and deep disappointment. His face was etched with bewilderment, as if he were in a completely unfamiliar world, and Su Wan'er before him had become a stranger he had never met before.

Murong Yi stared at the deranged Su Wan'er before her, her eyes reddening, her lips trembling slightly, and she called out with a sob, "Wan'er..."

Her voice was filled with endless longing and tenderness, as if calling out like that could bring back all the beautiful memories of the past.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Su Wan'er froze, her hand abruptly halting its action of making the puppet. She slowly raised her head, her eyes still lingering with the afterglow of madness, but a fleeting moment of clarity crossed her eyes the instant she met Murong Yi's gaze.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, then a slightly eerie yet charming smile slowly curved her lips as she called out, "Your Highness, you've come!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she darted towards Murong Yi like a nimble deer. Her steps faltered, and a few strands of hair danced wildly in the wind, but she paid no heed, her eyes fixed only on Murong Yi's figure.

Seeing her rushing towards him, Murong quickly reached out, grabbed Su Wan'er's arm, and pulled her forcefully into his embrace.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, everything around them seemed to fade into the background. Murong Yi's eyes were filled with deep affection and sorrow, a profound longing that seemed to overwhelm Su Wan'er.

The madness in Su Wan'er's eyes gradually faded, replaced by tenderness and love, as if the deep affection in Murong Yi's eyes had awakened dormant memories in her heart.

They gazed at each other silently, as if time had flowed backward, returning them to those sweet and beautiful days when their love was pure and their lives were peaceful, without the wounds and sorrow they felt now.

Su Wan'er's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. She suddenly threw herself into Murong Yi's arms, sobbing uncontrollably, "Your Highness, you finally came to see me. I knew you couldn't let me go!" Her hands gripped Murong Yi's clothes tightly, as if afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

Murong Yi's originally somber face was instantly shrouded in gloom, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, and complex emotions surged in his dark eyes.

He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to stroke Su Wan'er's head to comfort her, but at that moment, he caught a glimpse of the rag doll on the ground covered in needles.

Murong Yi's gaze was instantly drawn to the doll. The moment he saw the three words "Lin Qianqian" on it, his eyes widened in shock and anger. His chest heaved violently, and his breathing became rapid. Without hesitation, he pushed Su Wan'er away forcefully.

Su Wan'er stumbled and almost fell, her face filled with shock and disbelief. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.