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

Chapter 311 Murong Yi questions Su Wan'er

Su Wan'er's eyes widened, her face filled with shock and grievance, and she cried out in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, you!"

Murong Yi's face was so dark it seemed like it could drip water. His fingers trembled slightly with anger as he pointed directly at the doll on the ground. His eyes were fixed on Su Wan'er, as if he wanted to see right through her, and he demanded, "What is this?!"

Su Wan'er looked down at the ground and, upon seeing the rag doll covered in needles, instantly understood everything. However, instead of showing fear or astonishment, she smiled wickedly.

She slowly bent down, picked up the rag doll from the ground, and waved it around in front of Murong Yi with a provocative look in her eyes. She giggled and said, "Your Highness is talking about this~ Hehe, this is that bitch Lin Qianqian!"

"You!" Murong Yi trembled with anger, veins bulging on his forehead.

Su Wan'er didn't care at all and continued to vent her emotions wildly: "That bitch, she deserves to die! She stole you from me and ruined our relationship. I will never forgive her in this lifetime!"

Murong Yi could no longer suppress her anger, and with a "slap," she delivered a crisp and loud slap to Su Wan'er's face.

He used all his strength in that slap, and Su Wan'er was knocked to the side and crashed heavily onto the table.

Murong Yi's face was full of anger, his chest heaving violently, his eyes wide open, staring intently at Su Wan'er, and he shouted, "Su Wan'er, you are still so stubborn! I thought you would repent, but I didn't expect you to become even more outrageous. I can't find the gentle and kind Su Wan'er I used to know in you!"

Su Wan'er held onto the corner of the table and slowly stood up, her hair falling messily around her face.

She first burst into a few bursts of wild laughter, laughter filled with sorrow and madness. Then, her face instantly turned serious and ruthless. She glared fiercely at Murong Yi, her eyes burning with raging anger, and screamed, "Murong Yi! You used to love me so much, swearing to the heavens that you would treat me well and never betray me! But ever since that bitch Lin Qianqian appeared, you've been bewitched by her! What's so good about her?! She ruined us. Everything I've lost is thanks to her. I wish I could tear her to pieces!"

Murong Yi's eyes widened, his face full of anger, his chest heaving violently, and he roared, "You've become like this because of your own deep-seated obsession, what does it have to do with Lin Qianqian!" His eyes held both anger and a hint of heartache.

Su Wan'er sneered, her laughter sharp and piercing. "It's alright? Hmph~ Murong Yi, you say I've changed? I think you're the one who's changed!" Her eyes widened in anger, flashing with a crazed light. Her hair flew wildly with her agitated movements, and her face was full of resentment.

Murong Yi trembled with anger at her words, veins bulging on her forehead, and she shouted sharply, "Su Wan'er!"

Su Wan'er seemed to have been completely engulfed by hatred. She threw her head back and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha," the laughter echoing around her, sending chills down everyone's spine.

After laughing, she glared fiercely at Murong Yi and said, word by word, "I truly regret not having strangled Lin Qianqian's child back then, hahahaha—that way, I would have made you and Lin Qianqian suffer the pain of losing a child, hahahaha—"

At this moment, her eyes were filled with endless madness and the pleasure of revenge, and her face looked particularly ferocious due to her distorted emotions.

Murong Yi's face was filled with panic and heartache. The anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by a complex emotion. His voice trembled slightly. He took two steps back and murmured in disbelief, "You've really gone mad, mad!" It was as if Su Wan'er in front of him had become a person he didn't recognize at all.

Su Wan'er threw her head back and laughed loudly. Her laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing in the empty room. "Hahahaha," her laughter was full of madness and despair, as if she wanted to vent all the pain in her heart.

Murong Yi had just turned around and taken a few steps when she suddenly stopped, as if she had suddenly remembered something extremely important, and her whole body trembled.

He slowly turned around, his brows furrowed tightly, forming a deep "川" (river) shape between his eyebrows, his eyes filled with solemnity and suppressed anger.

Murong Yi approached Su Wan'er step by step, each step carrying the weight of a thousand pounds. His voice was low and cold: "Su Wan'er, I have come here today to confirm something with you."

Su Wan'er wore a mocking smile, but a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. She pretended to be calm, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and scoffed, "Heh~ What else could Your Highness possibly have to say to me!"

Murong Yi strode up to her, the two so close they could feel each other's breath. Murong Yi's expression was questioning, his eyes wide like saucers, staring intently at Su Wan'er as if trying to see through her soul.

Under Murong Yi's sharp gaze, Su Wan'er unconsciously shrank back, her eyes began to dart away, and her hands subconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, but she still tried to remain calm and forced a stiff smile on her face.

Murong Yi gritted her teeth and forced out a question: "Whose child is Jincheng?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's already pale face turned ashen, her eyes widened, her pupils contracted sharply, and her face was filled with horror and disbelief. Her lips trembled slightly as she exclaimed, "What?!"

Murong Yi took a step forward, raising his voice to almost roar, "I say, Jin Cheng... he's not my child, is he?" His eyes burned with raging anger, as well as the pain and fury of being betrayed.

Su Wan'er's eyes instantly filled with panic, her gaze shifting erratically, unable to meet Murong Yi's eyes. Her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, her body trembling slightly, a hint of barely concealed nervousness in her voice: "Your Highness, you... what did you say? Jin Cheng, he's your child." As she spoke, she subconsciously licked her dry lips, trying to hide her inner turmoil.

Murong Yi's face was terribly gloomy, his eyes fixed on Su Wan'er as if trying to see through her. His chest heaved violently as he suppressed his inner rage, veins bulging on his forehead. Suddenly, he roared, "You still won't tell the truth!" The roar echoed in the silent room, making Su Wan'er tremble violently.

Startled by the roar, Su Wan'er's face turned deathly pale, and she involuntarily took a step back, her eyes filled with terror.

Her lips trembled, but she couldn't make a sound. Her hands instinctively covered her chest, as if that could alleviate her inner fear.

Murong Yi took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said in a low but authoritative voice, "I'll give you one more chance. Jincheng, whose is he really?"

His gaze was as sharp as a blade, fixed on Su Wan'er. The air in the room seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere was so tense it was suffocating.