Chapter 3: Forgiveness
She may not be able to subdue silently if she were three adults, but she can still do it with only one criminal officer.
Changning pounced on a fierce tiger, bent his knees and hit the stomach of the criminal officer, and the carving knife held in his right hand forced the opponent's neck, only half an inch, and blood could be splashed in five steps.
"No, no......" The criminal officer didn't dare to move, Changning's movements were smooth like a killer who had been trained countless times, enough to scare him, where did he dare to resist.
Changning's face was expressionless, and the carving knife approached another half an inch.
"Spare your life, spare your life......" The criminal officer originally wanted to say something if he couldn't run away if he killed him, but this small action was enough to make him give up completely.
Whether he can escape or not, he is already dead.
This is a mutually detrimental result, and it is not an excuse for him to blackmail at all.
"Woman, whatever the woman wants, I promise everything." The criminal officer was sweating profusely, and both legs were trembling.
Changning glanced at him, and directly asked the little boy to take the rope and neatly tie the person up, gag his mouth and throw it aside.
She sat on a bench and looked around, finally accepting all the changes in front of her.
Didn't die.
The future of those eight years is like a nightmare, but it is too clear and profound for her to reveal a kind of old spiciness, which is not suitable for her current age.
Changning looked at her thin white hands, it turned out that she was really the princess of Da Chu.
This worried, who has controlled the world for several years, really belongs to her.
The next moment, the girl raised her head, and her cool voice was exactly the same as the voice in the court that changed the color of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs: "Lone is back." ”
Those who sinners will pay the price for their sins.
Until, the world is innocent.
Changning squinted his eyes and didn't return the carving knife in his hand, and it was nailed into the floor with a thud, only a millimeter away from the leg of the criminal officer.
If he had moved half an inch further to the door, the knife would have been driven into his leg.
"Hmm......" the criminal officer shook his head frantically.
Changning paced over and pulled out the carving knife, and put a little force on the face of the criminal officer, and the blood was like an infusion.
The girl's face did not change, and she said casually: "Accidentally, I left you a scar." ”
The criminal officer was frightened and painful, tears and snot all flowed out, but his mouth was gagged and he didn't beg for mercy.
Changning raised his eyelids slightly, and looked along the half-hidden window here, there were three or four handymen wandering in the courtyard, and there were two armor guards at the courtyard gate.
She swept the carving knife in her hand, now at this age, she doesn't even have the strength of a soldier, and it is difficult to deal with the three or four miscellaneous servants outside, let alone escape from the heavily guarded official slave department.
Only outwitted.
Changning looked back at the teacup on the table, she pulled out the wooden hairpin on her head and lit it in the tea bowl, and then she pulled out the strip of cloth from the mouth of the criminal officer with an expressionless face and fed it to him.
The Prisoner turned his head in agony but to no avail, if he didn't know that the water was poisonous, he would have lived in vain.
Changning stood up refreshed after feeding, and with a flick of his fingers, he cut the rope that bound the criminal officer.
"Stomach, poke and poke." Changning said lightly.
"Woman, the little ones understand everything, please give me the antidote, you can do whatever you want me to do." The criminal officer cried and begged, and the pain in his stomach was infinitely magnified by the fear in his heart, which was almost fatal.
Changning sat on the bench and swept the environment in the room and asked, "Is there any charcoal?" ”
"Yes, yes." The criminal officer hurriedly gave the boy a look, and the boy quickly brought the ink charcoal.
Changning pulled a piece of cloth and wrapped it in ink charcoal, and said, "Cinnabar." ”
The boy handed over another box of cinnabar.
She stirred up a pool of blood and sprinkled it on her face, took ink and drew it, and successfully made the illusion that she had been blackened.
At a glance, the criminal officer knew what she was thinking, but he didn't dare to stop it.
"You can ask someone to take me back."
Changning was thrown back to the prison of the official slave department, the cell was damp, moldy and bloody, obviously all girls who had just been tortured.
She sat up silently and wiped the excess ink off her face, leaving only the "wound" on her forehead to cover up, while thinking of a way to get out.
At that time, she wanted to kill Song Yisheng to take revenge, but Song Yisheng found out that she set up a series of schemes to lure her into believing the nonsense that he didn't know about.
That step into the Song family was the source of the nightmare.
Changning narrowed his eyes and decided not to follow the old path again.
This time, she wants to completely disappear in front of Song Yisheng's eyes, cut off all his conspiracy tracks from the source, and completely destroy him.
Suddenly, the girl sitting next to Changning stood up abruptly and rushed to the opposite wall.
Changning stretched out his leg and tripped her.
"Don't save me, my father taught me, I'd rather be broken than broken!" The girl got up and had to die again, and it was better to die headfirst in her heart than to live secretly with this slave word.
"Whether it's jade or tile, no one knows until you live." Changning said lightly that he had already withdrawn his legs.
The girl in the dream did crash to death next to her, but now she will only save this time.
A person who doesn't want to live is also a walking corpse and meaningless.
The girl froze for a moment and sat down beside Changning.
"You're right." She whispered as if to comfort herself, but Changning could clearly hear her sobbing in pain.
"But I don't have the courage to face it, I only have the courage to die." The girl's thin voice seemed to be more determined, and it seemed extremely sad in this prison full of fear.
With a pop, the girl hit her head on the wall behind Changning, the slave word on her forehead was completely smashed, and the person softened.
Changning's eyes flickered, and he quietly looked at the corpse at his feet.
This is a world where the living are more terrible than the dead, and the ridicule of the living can scratch the bones and eat the soul, so she would rather die.
Iniquity.
Changning took a deep breath, only to feel that his breath was filled with the disgusting smell of blood and sin.
One day, she will wash away all her sins once and for all.
Because, this is her country.
Changning stretched out his hand and closed the girl's eyes, this is her people, a people who have the courage to wash away their sins.
"Lonely, forgive you for your innocence."
The girls in prison thought they were hallucinating, and that another death had left them huddled and had no intention of thinking about anything else.
Not everyone has the courage to commit suicide to atone for their sins.
Changning laid the girl's body flat, and when he sat back down, he felt a handkerchief.
She was slightly stunned, it should have been the straw that this girl stuffed beside her before she died, and it was deliberately left for her?
Changning was really stunned when she picked up the veil, because she had also obtained this veil in that nightmare.
It turned out that she was able to blend into the Song family back then, and it was the girl in front of her who replaced her, so she inherited all the girl's relics and owned this veil.
Wrong.
Changning's face changed suddenly, if the girl at that time also died at this time, why would the official slave department name her name half a month later, and she had to ask this girl to serve in the Song family?
Don't...... What did Song Yisheng do?
Changning's mind was quickly filtering through useful information, and at the same time, two messengers came over scoldingly.
"It's really unlucky, and I have to collect the bodies of these cheap slaves."
The officers were all familiar with the hands, and when they smelled the strong smell of blood, they knew that someone had committed suicide again, and skillfully opened the cell door.
Changning quickly put the handkerchief into his arms and leaned against the fence and watched casually.