Izawa shook his fingers and lifted my chin.

I smiled at him, with just the right amount of gentleness and shyness.

An expected kiss greeted.

Izawa drank a lot, full of alcohol.

I suppressed the nausea that was almost churning in my stomach and submissively catered to him.

The flow of clouds and water is a matter of course.

I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol or the urge that had been suppressed for too long, Izawa rarely did not restrain himself, calling my name over and over again, and his chaotic breathing rushed on me.

Between my ears and temples, I quietly reached out and touched the scissors under the pillow.

Except for the Ten Broken Ones placed in the Ming Zheng Palace, I have not been in contact with sharp weapons since I left Korea.

Only this pair of scissors.

It was in vain that I embroidered flowers for more than half a month, and when everyone let down their guard, I successfully hid the scissors that cut the silk thread and brought it to the Chengze Palace.

I almost laughed in my heart.

Jing Ze, I wanted to kill you at the beginning, but it was cheaper for you.

……

A terrible howl that pierced the sky rang out violently.

I was slapped to the ground by an angry Izawa, still holding the sharp, bloody scissors in my hand.

Seeing that Jing Ze's face was distorted in pain, and his lower body was soaked with blood, my patience that had been suppressed for months finally broke out, and I lay on the ground and looked up to the sky and smiled.

Izawa trembled, gritted his teeth, and stumbled towards me with a hideous face.

"Slut!"

Another slap in the face, making my ears ring.

But I couldn't stop laughing, it was too happy: "What if I'm a slut, you're a child!" ”

Break! Child! Break off! Grandchild!

Hahahahaha!!!!!!!!

Izawa gritted his teeth and slapped me in the face one after another.

The blood was fanning out of my mouth, but I barely felt the pain.

I still remember Izawa's strategizing smile, always the winner on top, everything is under control.

At that time, no matter how much I hated it and broke my teeth, there was nothing I could do.

And now, the helpless person is him.

Jing Ze trembled, obviously looking at me condescendingly, but his face was not as calm as he had been.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!! Something went wrong!! ”

Suddenly, a grandmother's anxious voice sounded outside.

I smiled coldly, and now the victor who is strategizing is me.

The grandmother almost crawled with a roll, and as soon as she came in, she saw Jing Ze riding on me covered in blood, and she was stunned.

"Say!" Jing Ze roared viciously, scaring the grandmother even more.

"Your Majesty...... Small, little prince...... Like, it's out of breath......"

Izawa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned back to look at me.

I smiled at him, my mouth was full of blood, but I was very satisfied, and said in a flat tone: "I said, I want you to cut off your children and grandchildren, of course you won't leave any of them." ”

The flesh on Izawa's face began to tremble with anger, and he suddenly grabbed my neck hard, almost squeezing out the words from between his teeth: "You! Give me! Die!! ”

I couldn't breathe, and I could hear the blood gurgling in my mouth.

But I'm not afraid at all.

My body was in pain, but the smile on my face was brilliant.

I'll be able to see Ruoling and our children right away.

And you, you are a castrated Yan King.

Just live like that, if you don't end up dying from excessive bleeding.

I don't mind at all.

In the days when I knelt in front of the Bodhisattva after Jing Ze killed Ruoling in front of me, I had already drawn a rudimentary form of revenge in my heart.

Since I want to die with Ruoling, why should I care if I want to fight this one or not.

Turning a bicycle into a motorcycle, there is nothing that is not cost-effective.

At that time, all I thought about was looking for an opportunity to kill Izawa.

But Izawa is calm on the surface, but the truth is guarding against me.

There are people around me who watch my every move 24 hours a day, and I never have the opportunity to touch any sharp weapons.

And when Izawa and I were alone, a man like him, how could I have fought without a weapon.

I realized that this was going to be a long battle, so I made up my mind to slowly earn his trust.

The first step in earning his trust was to give me a reasonable explanation for his actions.

I obviously cried so sadly when Ruoling died, why did I turn my head and be with my husband and enemy.

My sister became a springboard for me, and when she "harmed" me and almost lost my life, it was Izawa who saved me.

When I "woke up" that my life was more important than anything else, and that the man who killed my husband was my savior, the scales slowly tilted.

Izawa is suspicious by nature, and I'm not in a hurry.

He wanted to see my performance, so I showed him slowly.

Through Wanghe, I passed on those "things that I wanted to say but didn't dare to say" to Izawa's ears.

And the slow change in Izawa's attitude towards me shows that Wanghe's move is right.

When I moved into the Ming Zheng Palace, my sister's child was also successfully handed over to me.

As for my sister's child, I was going to kill it.

I've always had one thought about this.

He is a child of Izawa, and I want to kill Izawa, of course I won't keep his seed.

But if you kill my sister's son first, you will expose me; If you kill Izawa first, you won't be able to kill my sister's son.

I haven't been able to come up with a solution to this, so I'm slowly waiting for my chance.

And that so-called Korean spy, the little girl who knocked me in.

At that time, I did have a change of thought, could it really be Korean?

If you want to join her inside and out, maybe you can make Jing Ze even worse.

But I can't afford to take any risks.

If this is Izawa's temptation, and I step in, it will be difficult to climb out again.

Although I don't know if the results I told me were true or false, all those dark piles were steamed alive.

At least I'm deeply aware of Izawa's metamorphosis, far beyond my imagination.

At that moment, I had a new idea.

That's where I'm going to castrate him.

Let him, the proud son of heaven, cut off his children and grandchildren.

I think that at the beginning, when Jing Ze successfully seized the throne, I was still nesting in the house outside his palace.

After he took me into the palace, I learned that Izawa had killed all of his half-brothers.

The son of the old Yan King, he is the only one left.

This is also normal.

Queen Yan and her sons have harmed Jing Ze to this point, and they are as ruthless as Jing Ze, how can they leave a way for them to survive after they ascend the throne.

Although I didn't have the idea of castrating Izawa at the time, when it came up later, I thought it was wonderful.

Lao Yan Wang has no one else in his lineage except Jing Ze, and Jing Ze currently has only one son of Wei Jin.

If Jing Ze is castrated, it will be a cut off of children and grandchildren.

The Dayan royal family is basically cold at this point.

Jing Ze was originally a psychopath, lacking love and being suspicious since he was a child, and he was suppressed for a long time, carefully planning to be a man in South Korea, and finally one day he got everything he wanted.

And all of this was ruined by me.

was ruined by that, he thought he could become the Wei Yao in his heart.

I have a Wei Yao's face, but it makes him have no way out or hope.

It's still the same sentence, if you want to live, live with your crippled body, and live without children.

If you don't end up dying from excessive bleeding.

Joyfully!

For Jing Ze, what is the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, he is not a complete man from now on, so he can disgust him for the rest of his life.

And if I castrated him with my own hands, then this shadow is simply hahaha damn amazing.

But just when I had this thought, I actually sent a sword with my own hands?

I believe this part that South Korea sent to sue for peace.

But no matter how much you like it, what is the operation of putting it in Mingzheng Palace?

To tell you the truth, when I saw the sword and heard Izawa tell me how it sharpened iron like clay, I had the idea of picking up the sword and killing him.

I suppressed my impulse, obediently nestled in Izawa's arms, and quietly listened to him say that he wanted to marry me as queen.

Because I know that this is hard to guarantee if this is another temptation of Izawa.

A woman who has been forbidding for a long time wants to kill him to avenge her husband.

Now that the sword is by your side, don't you want to try it?

If I jump into this thought, I'm afraid that I will die without a place to be buried, and Izawa still smiles at everything.

So not only did I not do anything, but I even found an opportunity to tell Wanghe that maybe it was this sword with a sharp edge in the house that caused me to sleep badly.

And when Wanghe asked me to talk to Izawa, I said nonchalantly.

Even let Jing Ze know that I didn't have the intention of using this sword at all, and I didn't deliberately.

And as I expected, after this incident, Izawa's attitude towards me became better and better.

As for the weapon, I chose a pair of scissors myself, which I will definitely use when I disassemble and cut the silk thread when embroidering.

And that tranquilizer can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

While drawing out the sword, I'm going to kill my sister's son.

I don't take the tranquilizer, but I secretly feed my sister's son every day.

For such a big child, one a day is enough.

You will start sleeping in the afternoon and sleep until dawn.

This habit has lasted for half a month, and the nurses have changed their habits as little princes, and now they love to sleep so much.

After all, it's normal to wake up, and they should eat and drink, so they don't pay attention to it.

And the canonization ceremony, on the day of my marriage, I gave all the remaining tranquilizers to my sister's son.

I wanted to strangle him, but I didn't.

I don't know if this dose will kill him.

Because I have a little bit of soft-heartedness in my heart.

If you don't kill him, you might be half dead.

If he's really that fateful, he'll be at his disposal.

If the ending is that a eunuch and his only son has his brain ruined by sleeping pills, I seem to be okay with that.

And the nurse started to sleep in the afternoon as if he was the same as before, so she didn't realize that something was wrong.

It wasn't until I spent candles in the cave room that they finally found out that the little prince was dead.

When I was slapped by Jing Ze under him, the grandmother outside brought the news, which was the only thing I was thinking about before I died, and there was a result.

……

Izawa's hand was clutching my neck, and everything in front of me became more and more blurry.

I was at peace and faced my death with no regrets.

That's it, in this life, I can be regarded as living a very happy life.