"Do you know how disgusting your mother is?"

Halfway through her words, she suddenly tilted her head, and her gaze moved from the streamer suit back to Jiang Linglong's eyes. With cold hatred, it seems to have grown in the cold pool for too long, thorough, and alienated.

"I killed Chen Ke."

"He is the prince's guest secretary and a staff member. When the prince went north to resist the enemy, he was a civil official who had the audacity to come to the palace to secretly help send His Royal Highness out of the city. He made the paperwork for leaving the city in advance, and that night, he was also in the incense road. I thought he was gone too. Whoever has done to him squatted on the edge of the courtyard. He saw His Royal Highness's men take Luo Yiyi away, and before that, he also saw me locked in front of her door. ”

"He immediately went to ventilate and reported the news, and asked the prince to hurry back."

"I knocked him unconscious. I also stopped the letter. Deadpool also wiped out all the secret guards of the Second Highness outside the city and 'sent' Roy away. ”

"He fled to Luohe to escape the world, and I could have let him go."

"If it weren't for your appearance, Chen Ke would only think that I and His Royal Highness killed Luo Yiyi, instead of thinking that I had robbed people."

"I came to Luohe to kill him."

"The tattoo on the back of the waist is also a fake one that I made. Fortunately, the corpse is no longer there, otherwise when the effect of the hemostatic medicine has passed, the man may find that the tattoo is freshly tattooed. ”

"But it's okay to find out. I didn't want you to live. ”

"The prince likes weak women, so I have hidden my martial arts all my life. He wants the court to be in good order, and I will no longer be the commander of Deadpool. For the sake of his court, I can even use the herbs of the Southern Barbarians to blame my own father, so that he can be convicted. I have paid so much, and I must not let the relationship that I and the prince have built up with great difficulty be destroyed by you and Chen Ke. ”

"I treat Si Xian and the three of them as if they were my own, even if they are Luo Yiyi's children, but they have Si Qin's blood in their blood. Even Xian'er, who was alienated from me, I brought him an antidote. In this home, I love them. ”

"But you're different. You are the wild seed. ”

"An adulterous girl, why does Si Qin want to take care of you like this, and Si Xian will pamper you like this?! It's clear that you ruined the door of our Regent's Palace! ”

Jiang Linglong frowned when she heard the word rape girl.

Si Qi was in Linxian because Jiang Cuilang almost said the word, so he immediately slashed the Jiang family's father and son.

The people of the Si family, whether it was Si Qin or her three brothers, would not let others know her origin.

She had a premonition that made her, very, very suffocating.

"Why do you think I took people away from His Second Highness?" Zhao Yingxi is slow and reasonable. It seems that the slower you speak, the longer you can torture.

"I don't want her to die so cheaply. I don't want to leave hidden dangers and give others the opportunity to threaten the prince. ”

Jiang Linglong had no doubt that if Luo Yiyi had really become a hostage at that time, it might be difficult to predict the outcome of the battle for the throne.

"Do you know how people are tamed and how they are killed?"

"Torture endlessly, that's it."

"This time I was hanging, and next time I can be tied."

Her eerie hatred had a playful light. It was as if I was looking at those images.

"Let her lie down, lie on her stomach, or kneel, stand."

"Come one by one, or come together."

"Whipping, beating, or insulting in front of the eyes of the crowd."

"Have you ever seen the bright moon in the sky, naked in the mire, being played with like a livestock?"

"Thanks to me, don't say that Gu is a beggar and a pariah, even the hooligans and gangsters of Linguo can pull her to accompany her."

"Although the Jiang family bought her, I miscalculated. But it's humiliating enough. ”

"How much do you think she sold for?"

Zhao Yingxi raised his palm at her and mocked, "Fifty mosquitoes." ”

"Do you know how many men have fucked your mother's body?"

"Are you sure that your father is the obscene poor bastard of the Jiang family?!"

"Hahaha-"

Zhao Yingxi was really happy when he talked about this, and even looked up and laughed wildly.

"I just want her to be inhuman, and I want her to be as good as she can—"

She was suddenly choked by a large rough hand, unable to speak, but her eyes were dumbfounded, her eyes were unexpectedly surprised, and a pair of pupils were trying to roll downward, trying to find the owner of the hand, and her face gradually turned blue.

The hand clasped inward, and when she saw that she was about to suffocate, she was thrown to the ground.

Zhao Yingxi clutched his throat and coughed a few times, panting instinctively.

She knew the owner of those hands all too well.

So much so that he didn't want to face it at all, he was in the inner room, listening to the whole fact.

She lowered her head, and a dark shadow came over her.

No one said a word, but the overwhelming anger and endless grief spread from his feet to her.

She smiled bleakly, looked up, and greeted him.

"Lord Wang."

Above her head, Si Qin's face with mixed emotions under anger also gasped and forced to look at her.

His eyes were as if he had seen filth, but he did not shy away from it.

Si Xian was pulling his arm and trying to stop him.

It was as if the husband, who had four children with her, would strangle her as soon as he let go.

Not far away, the adulterous girl squatted on the ground and buried her head in the arms of the man who had divorced her.

Shameless.

Zhao Yingxi cursed in his heart, but suddenly felt a strange peace.

She looked at Jiang Linglong, opened her lips without a tone, and said lightly, "You kill me." ”

"Or you." She looked at Si Qin again, and respectfully and obediently petitioned him, "You can cut me off." ”

She looked at the four people in the hall and felt that she was an outsider, and she was generally abandoned and calculated.

She propped her hands on the ground and stood up slightly, her face already restored, but the scars on her neck were visible.

Zhao Yingxi slowly swept over the people in the hall again, laughed stupidly, raised his head at Si Qin, and said very resolutely, "Don't want me to admit my mistake." Don't even think about hearing me repent and apologize. She grinned, and shouted at Si Qin in an arrogant and arbitrary posture that no one had ever seen, "I'm not wrong! ”

"Do you think this account can't be sorted out?" Si Xian pulled Si Qin, just afraid that if he loosened his strength, Si Qin would really strangle her.

He wanted Zhao Yingxi to die a painful death, and for him, it was best to use all the things his mother had suffered on her.

But he also knew that if he let Si Qin make this move, when his father calmed down, it would be impossible to face his younger brothers as usual.

He has feelings for Zhao Yingxi.

This is also where people resent.

A person who is perfectly whitewashed, gives you everything you want, helps you, accompanies you through those torments slowly, and sees that the scars in your heart are about to heal.

But on an ordinary afternoon without warning, all the trust and sustenance you have built up were torn apart and destroyed with your own hands.

You hate her so much that you want her to die, but the bonds around you that have lasted for years can't be cut so easily.

Kill her, and your pain will not be relieved. Ahead, there is only hope for more.

This is a kind of despair that Si Xian believes is facing because he can't turn around.

He didn't want Si Qin to be unable to turn back on this matter.

But he can do it for him.

"I'll come."

As soon as he was about to take a step, a slender figure floated behind him, carrying a soft sword and pointing directly at Zhao Yingxi's chest.

"I'll kill you!"

Jiang Linglong's bloodshot eyes reflected Zhao Yingxi's triumphant smile.

She stabbed at her without hesitation.