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Lu Zhufeng was eventually awakened by fright.

He sat up abruptly from the ground, panting and still shaken.

He looked around; it was pitch black, so dark he couldn't see his hand in front of his face. He couldn't see any light, nor could he see Wei Zhaoning's injured face.

Was that a dream?

Lu Zhufeng simply couldn't believe that this was something that had happened. How could he possibly burn Wei Zhaoning alive for Wei Jiaruo's sake?

Yet everything felt so real. Wei Zhaoning's charred corpse appeared before his eyes, and Lu Zhufeng's heart pounded faster and faster. How could it be real?

Impossible, it won't happen.

He must have drunk too much.

How could he possibly have killed Wei Zhaoning for her if he and Wei Jiaruo didn't have such deep feelings for each other?

He sat up and leaned against the bed. He couldn't sleep all night. The image of Wei Zhaoning being burned to death kept replaying in his mind, as well as the triumphant smiles of his brothers and sisters, and himself, the self in his dream, with a satisfied expression after doing all this.

How could he have such a strange dream? Even he himself doesn't believe he would kill Wei Zhaoning. He must be possessed, or he's just imagining things because he's too heartbroken.

The next day.

When Lu Zhufeng woke up, it was already afternoon, and a servant was timidly guarding him.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Zhufeng had a headache and his eyes were sore.

The servant's face was grave. "My lord, Madam Meng has returned."

Lu Zhufeng felt nothing. What was Lu Jieyue doing back? Was she still hoping he would rescue her?

He said impatiently, "Get out!"

The servant lowered his head and retreated. After all, he was just a messenger, and the room stank horribly; he didn't want to stay there anyway.

Lu Zhufeng rubbed his temples, and the nightmarish scene resurfaced in his mind. He felt that once he was infected with this, he could not get rid of it. No matter how many times he told himself that it was a dream, he could not drive these images he did not want to see out of his mind.

What followed was his longing for Wei Zhaoning. No matter how much he hated Wei Zhaoning for betraying him, he had to admit that he had really gotten used to Wei Zhaoning being by his side all these years, even if she was just a decoration. Now he realized that Wei Zhaoning was really no longer by his side, but had gone to another man and was with another man.

A dull ache throbbed in his chest. He felt that his life had lost its meaning. He had never imagined that losing Wei Zhaoning would feel like this. He used to think that Wei Zhaoning was dispensable, or even a bit annoying. Only when he truly lost her did he realize what he had lost.

He was conflicted. He hated Wei Zhaoning for abandoning him so cruelly, yet he also missed Wei Zhaoning. These two states kept switching and tearing him apart, and he felt like he was going crazy.

So he hastily stuffed some steamed buns into his stomach, then picked up a can of wine and gulped it down.

Only the burning sensation of strong liquor in his throat could release some of the pent-up frustration in his heart.

After getting drunk, he started smashing things as usual.

"Wei Zhaoning! You slut!"

"Shameless whore!"

He smashed things and cursed as he went, looking irritable and fierce. The servants guarding outside the house consciously took several steps back, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

Lu Zhufeng picked up another porcelain bottle, ready to smash it, cursing, "You've wronged me! How could you do this to me! Didn't you say you'd never leave me? You liar! Is the Regent really that good? You actually abandoned me for him, you bitch, I won't let you get away with this!"

As she spoke, tears streamed down her bloodshot eyes.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed him.

The porcelain bottle narrowly escaped disaster.

"You won't let her go? What right do you have to not let her go? When she was willingly by your side, did you ever treat her well?!"

Lu Jieyue had already rushed into the inner room, her voice trembling with excitement.

Lu Zhufeng looked up, frowning, somewhat puzzled. He was about to lose his temper, but seeing that Lu Jieyue had many new injuries, he held back.

He stared with bloodshot eyes, turned his face away, and his chest heaved violently.

When did Wei Zhaoning willingly stay by his side?

If he remembered correctly, Wei Zhaoning had been acting strangely ever since Wei Jiaruo arrived; she had been colluding with the Regent for a long time.

She was disloyal from that time on. Why doesn't he have the right to blame such a slut?

"Heh, sister, you chose this path yourself, and it's your own fate. Now you can't change it. Holding a grudge against me and saying things that make me uncomfortable won't change your situation."

Lu Zhufeng spoke as if he were talking to a stranger; he had long forgotten that the unrecognizable woman in front of him was his elder sister.

When did he start to forget? Perhaps it was from the first time he abandoned Lu Jieyue for the sake of the Marquis's mansion.

In fact, Lu Ze was right. Everyone in their Hou family was extremely selfish, only thinking about themselves, and were inherently bad.

Lu Jieyue was surprised to hear such words. A hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. In this Marquis's mansion, what hadn't she seen? Hadn't she seen enough of her brother's selfishness? What was there to be so surprised about?

She sneered, "Look at yourself now. I'm begging you, just let her go. She's doing just fine without you, why are you clinging to her like this?"

Lu Jieyue is now filled with regret. She knows that she can no longer escape the Meng family because of the things that Lu Jieshuang did to Wei Zhaoning. She also knows how much she regrets what she did to Wei Zhaoning, but she can't do anything about it. She only asks Wei Zhaoning to forgive her, even though she knows that is impossible.

She knew her brother's temperament. If he cared about something, he would be extremely careful. But now, he had nothing left. Even a cornered dog will jump over a wall. In this situation, it wasn't impossible for him to do something detrimental to Wei Zhaoning.

So this was the last thing she could do, the only thing she could do to make up for her mistake: to stop Lu Zhufeng. Although it was nothing, it was worth it as long as it made her feel a little better.

Upon hearing these words, Lu Zhufeng became even angrier and suddenly burst into laughter.

"What did you say? If I remember correctly, you used to hate Wei Zhaoning a lot, right? You even wished she would die quickly because Meng Yun had taken a liking to her. What are you playing at now? What, are you only now pretending to be a good person? Don't you think it's too late? What benefits did the Regent give you? Huh? How can you say such things to your own brother?"