This thief wooden building, which was forcibly named a mansion, is now Han Shuang's residence, or rather, his entire net worth.

He was supposed to have nothing, not even his life, but now he had a house, an empty title of general, and thousands of good men under his command. He was grateful for it all.

At this time, it was the prince of Chongming who knelt down in the palace to thank the emperor and "Concubine Jing", and entrusted a plate of silver dollars to Zhou Guifu, the chief eunuch under "Concubine Jing", and let him send him to the palace for a peaceful moment.

At this time, the real Concubine Jing Niangniang hung her hands high on the beams of the room, without an inch, and was being brought into the palace gate by her from the palace, the most loyal and trusted maid Pearl who had played since she was a child, tortured with a soldering iron that was only the size of a fingernail but burned red, and the twenty-year-old maid Pearl was also naked, and blood-red pockmarks oozed from her delicate skin, the size of a needle, and the shape was like a smiling human face. It was a holy poison "imported" from the Poison Dragon Cult.

Pearl wept, and involuntarily did terrible things enough to tear her own small, weak heart, betrayal, and tortured the master, the lady, and the mother, whom she had so deeply admired and loyal.

At this time, Concubine Jing was already crying hoarsely.

The footsteps sounded slowly, heavy and decayed, not at all like the footsteps that a young man should make. The sound of these footsteps used to be very high-spirited, but as time passed, it slowly became old-fashioned, stiff, decadent and decayed, as if the passion had been exhausted by time, just like the hatred-filled excitement of the owner of the footsteps when he had just gotten Concubine Jing, and became numb, languishing, and indifferent after several rounds of wanton venting on her.

"Master!" Pearl who heard the footsteps immediately stopped and stood aside respectfully, this is the second floor of the wooden building, a bedroom like Han Shuang, not some eerie dungeon, but for Concubine Jing, the master and servant, this place is almost hell.

Han Shuang doesn't seem to be silver dust, not Wan Jianxin, dealing with the enemy, it really has no difference with Nalan Dieluo, in his bedroom, he let the master and servant taste the power of the male root, on his own, let his subordinates go up, and even let the donkey and the horse come up, the master and servant cry and shout, but they can only accept it, in just seven days, they will completely abandon their dignity as a human being, at this time, the pearl essence knelt naked on the thick straw mat, and Concubine Jing hung on the beam, the two looked as lifeless as frozen meat.

Pearl is now a maid like Han Shuang, not a bad slave, but also like a bad slave who has suffered from sexual humiliation, in her heart, all the will to resist and the feeling of being a human being have been completely destroyed and disappeared, in front of Han Shuang, she only regards herself as a useless piece of stinky meat.

"......" Han Shuang didn't seem to say anything, but just looked at Concubine Jing's snow-white body, the scorched and festering private parts, as a woman, Concubine Jing Niangniang has been abolished, as a concubine, she has gone crazy.

Han Shuang seemed to observe those places carefully, he really hoped that the pleasure of revenge that had sprung up in his heart a few days ago, but it didn't work, his heart was only irritable and bitter now, he suddenly felt that he shouldn't treat such a poor woman at all, she was only twenty-three years old, younger than his sister, but she had already endured torture that was far more painful than her sister.

Thinking of his sister, Han Shuang's eyes suddenly turned red, and hatred was like a huge electric current passing through his body, and then quickly subsided, turning into a heavy mass of sorrow. The family is ruined, all because of the sentence in front of her that has begun to suppurate and rot the body, but no matter how she is practiced, her mother will not come back to life, and her father will not come back to life.

Han Shuang suddenly remembered that her sister and sister were now in the Teaching Workshop Division, and they had become laughing girls, but they must not be as miserable as the woman in front of them, because the women in the Teaching Workshop Division would not be with animals, let alone be punished by a soldering iron that was easy to make the skin festering and infected.

He suddenly remembered what he was doing when he came back from the school field at this time and faced two bad slaves.

He no longer has time to play with these two people, to practice these two people, today, now, at this time, he is here to do something else with these two people, and this shabby general's mansion, and the "home" that he finally has again.

He knew that whether he survived tonight or not, he was at the end of his rope - for a general, misjudging the battlefield situation was the end of the road, and there was no second possibility. And he was completely deceived by the enemy.

Han Shuang didn't seem to know where Uncle Zhao Guang still had so much confidence at this time, and it seemed that the current situation was completely irrelevant, but as a person with some military talent, Han Shuang seemed to be no longer worried, but completely desperate.

He never thought that his opponent could be so weird, so powerful, deceive 60,000 people, deceive him, the descendant of the tiger general, and deceive the saint Zhao Guangshu, who is equivalent to the light in his heart!

"Obviously, it's not the silver-haired man's ......" he muttered in a low voice, no one answered, there was only silence left in the bedroom, and the two bullied women definitely didn't dare to make any sound when Han Shuang didn't seem to be silent, even if Pearl heard Han Shuang's whisper, she didn't dare to say anything.

"It's useless to think about that. Han Shuang seemed to force himself to concentrate, thinking of the night attack plan that was about to be executed, this was the only trick he could come up with to solve the current situation, counting on the saint, then he could only defend in a decent manner, and miss the fighter, and in order to attack at night, he had to get the materials for using the bloodline secret technique, and the two women in front of him, or these two balls of stinky meat, were ready-made materials.

Han Shuang seemed to force herself to concentrate, took her eyes away from Concubine Jing's unbearable wounds, and quickly browsed her slender and graceful body like browsing the military situation, I have to say that Concubine Jing Niangniang can be selected into the deep palace, and her own appearance must be the best choice, Han Shuang seems to have never seen such a beautiful woman when she is so big, if it weren't for the hatred of annihilation, he is afraid that he would have fallen into this gentle country of loot.

At the same time, Concubine Jing also opened her eyes and gently looked at the handsome young man in front of her. This person may be younger than her younger brother, but she has already experienced a monstrous disaster, a monstrous catastrophe directed by her personally, so when Han Shuang seemed to humiliate her mercilessly, she didn't have the slightest resentment in her heart, and carried all the humiliation and severe pain on her shoulders, just like her weak shoulders, carrying the glory of the entire Chongwang Mansion and survival.

She entered the palace just to worship the palace.

Her breath-like gaze made Han Shuang's throat move. The insults that General Grass had been rolling in his chest suddenly vanished. Only then did he remember that he had reduced this woman and her husband to worthless, and could no longer find any dirty adjectives to label them, that he had completely destroyed this woman's body, that there was no vitality in the woman's body, that the wounds, inflammations, and suppurations on the bare skin had been transformed into a toxin for tetanus, and no matter how much he practiced her, she would not survive until the third morning!

She has run out of oil and dried up, and she just wants to die quickly, and when she was humiliating her, she had already told her parents that she was in the heavens, even if she cut off her head at this time, what could she do?

Everything that can be done and filial piety has been practiced, Han Shuang doesn't seem to be a master of the Poison Dragon Sect after all, he can't invent those strange holy medicines, and even he doesn't even have the medicine to extend this woman's life. Uncle Zhao Guang's army of mountain bandits and rogues, how much supply can there be?

He suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was so pitiful, pitiful in a simple sense, he suddenly remembered, and remembered with fear that this woman was not only the whistleblower of the tragedy, but also the concubine Jing of the puppet emperor of the puppet dynasty, and the sister of his iron buddy Zhao Yuheng!

"Damn!" he felt a pain in his heart, raised his eyes to meet Concubine Jing's gaze, and instantly understood Concubine Jing's meaning.

She has always felt that the young man in front of her is so pitiful, he lost all his relatives at a young age, and what is even more pitiful is that he actually survived, and was forced to take refuge in a master who could not see hope, since he had suffered a great disaster, then why give him hope, how good it was for him to die with his relatives, she knew that every minute of this person's life in the world was torment.

Han Shuang seemed to look at this woman, her throat moved, and then she exhaled, as if she used great strength to speak: "I just want to ask you, what do you think about the destruction of the Han family?!"

"It's just interests, in order to please the emperor and stabilize the status of the Chongwang Mansion, the concubine secretly said that the Han family secretly hid thirty-three pairs of treasure chain armor, which was heard from her younger brother Zhao Yuheng before the concubine entered the palace...... The concubine didn't expect that you and I would have it now, the concubine wanted to ...... "Concubine Jing's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong at this time.

"Enough! Don't quibble for yourself!" Han Shuang roared in pain: "For the sake of a Chongwang Mansion, you can actually lose the lives of so many loyal people in the imperial court......"

"If the concubine doesn't do it, the Chongwang Mansion is in danger, the concubine has just entered the palace at that time, and she accidentally broke the rules, you may not know, if the concubine doesn't do anything at that time, the Chongwang Mansion will be copied instead of the Han family, even if it is the royal family, it will be spared! Han Shuang, have you really forgotten that more than ten years ago, you also came to the palace, the concubine, you, Yuheng, the three of them fluttered butterflies in the palace, and the concubine fluttered on a pair of jade-colored butterflies, because you were a guest and clamored for it, so they gave you ......"

"Don't say it!" Han Shuang squatted down with his head in his hands, as if he had been attacked by an air raid, he squatted on the ground and gasped fiercely a few times, every breath and breath was like slashing a big knife at the enemy's neck, and after ten breaths, he slowly got up and said in a voice almost like a gnat: "What the hell is it? That puppet emperor-"

"Chaozhou Song Jiang disaster, robbed the birth gang, the court took the border soldiers' military salary of the silver to make up for this piece, as a result, the border mutiny was everywhere, the guard monk abandoned India and surrendered to the enemy like a dream, for a time the government and the opposition were ruined, in order to make up for this shortfall, the emperor could only think of another way, and at that time, Han Yubing happened to lose the battle, plus the loss of the Fengbo Pavilion, several crimes were punished, but he could only be dismissed and retained, after all, the emperor's last order, not a doctor, Han Yubing still has a civilian job, it is not easy to do. Concubine Jing lowered her voice and said, her voice at this time sounded like a gasp for breath when she was dying.

"So—is it just an excuse to keep your armor private?"

Concubine Jing nodded: "The concubine has a black cauldron, a hundred years of Hanmen, there are a few pieces of chain armor that are not unusual, but the royal law does not allow it." ”

"So-wait, Fengbo Pavilion?!You mean-" Han Shuang seemed to suddenly think of something, it seemed that the day when his father was dismissed and investigated happened to be the fourth day.

"That's right, Yin Shanluan didn't die, he was rescued, but now he doesn't know where he went. Concubine Jing coughed and spit out a mouthful of bloodshot faint phlegm: "If you had asked the concubine earlier, the concubine would have told you a long time ago...... If you are only a princess today, even if you marry a Jia woman and teach a husband and children, you will have a happy life, and you will not be able to escape after all! Every day, I am worried that there will be today, not by your little cousin, but by the emperor who cut off his hands and feet, and become a human being! That is really a lifetime of pain! The concubine has already been put on this day, and she has been guarding for ten years, and she will not be able to escape after all. ”

Concubine Jing Niangniang whispered, crystal clear tears flowed out of her beautiful big eyes, rolling down one by one, at this moment she was not as weak as a concubine, but like an untrained little girl, Han Shuang seemed to look at her like this, for a while, even the last bit of hatred in her heart was extinguished, leaving only ashes of sorrow.

He seemed to suddenly realize at this time that this informer, this once high-ranking Concubine Jing, had always been the blurred beautiful and intelligent big sister in the depths of his memory, she was not Concubine Jing at all, not an enemy who destroyed the door, but just his other sister, Zhao Chunlan.

For Han Shuang, there is no difference between her and his biological sister, they are both people worthy of his love, however, at this moment, he has no choice but to bury everything that was once beautiful with his own hands.

Even in order to free Concubine Jing Niangniang as soon as possible, and not to endure tetanus after being tortured, he had to kill his other sister with his own hands.

Love and hate, never entangled, only fierce hedging.