Chapter 111 One chance

Regent House.

Liduxuan.

Lin Jiaojiao took Qingtao and stepped into the gate of Liduxuan courtyard. The once lively and clean courtyard had become lifeless now, and no one swept the fallen leaves on the ground.

Since she imprisoned Shuang Aunt, she asked Qingtao to dismiss the maids in Liduxuan. The reason why she changed Bai Zhi's name to Shuangshuang and gave her the title of Aunt was not simply to use it. To be angry with Zhao Shuang'er is more to deceive others.

From the very beginning, she had planned Bai Zhi's end, but now it's a little earlier than she expected.

One of the changes was that she discovered that Xuemei's handwriting was very similar to that of Bai Zhi, and that Bai Zhi committed suicide by herself, so she acted earlier.

Arriving at the door, Qingtao took out the key to unlock the door, and the moment the door was pushed open, an unpleasant smell of anger wafted out.

Disgusting.

You don't need to think about it to know what the situation is. From yesterday to now, Bai Zhi's food, drink, and toilet are all in one place, and she is still tied up. She must be sloppy from top to bottom.

After the door opened, Bai Zhi was woken up by a gust of cold wind, opened her eyes with difficulty, obviously not yet adapted to the light, her pale face looked like she was about to die.

With Bai Zhi's current appearance, Lin Jiaojiao didn't show any pity. In the past, how good could she be?

"Princess." Qingtao brought a clean high chair and placed it behind her, which was the door.

She sat against the light, and from Bai Zhi's point of view, she was a person with white light on the edge, unable to see her face or any expression clearly.

As if to judge her death.

"..." Bai Zhi opened her black mouth wide, but she didn't make any sound, her eyes widened after seeing Lin Jiaojiao.

"Cough!" With a light cough, she cut to the chase and said, "Bai Zhi, I'm not easy to kill, I'll give you a chance to live and write down everything you know, and I'll let you go. Send you to live in Lingnan."

"If it's good, you just nod, if it's not, I'll kill you."

After the words fell, Bai Zhi, who had a fierce face, gradually restrained her expression, and finally just looked at her, as if she wanted to stare at her two holes.

After a stalemate like this for a while, Bai Zhi still didn't respond, and just stared at her fiercely.

"I don't have much patience, you'd better hurry up," she said.

Maybe it was the instinct to survive, but Bai Zhi still nodded, indicating that she could write.

Seeing this, Qingtao walked over, holding a sharp knife in her hand, and with some strokes, untied the rope tied at her hand, and re-knotted the upper and lower ropes.

Today's Bai Zhi can only move her hands and wrists, enough to write.

Afterwards, Qingtao took out thick paper and a pen, and just held it up for Bai Zhi to write.

The brush and ink were shaking on the snow-white paper, and after writing a few words, the brush fell to the ground. Bai Zhi raised her face and actually laughed.

Qingtao looked at the writing, then turned her head and showed it to her, it said: [Lin Jiaojiao, you must die]

Seeing these cursing, she was not angry, but looked up at the man who was laughing silently, and said, "Do you think I won't kill you? Or do you think that if you don't write, I won't really kill you?"

Bai Zhi still smiled and stared at her provocatively.

"eleven."

An indifferent voice sounded in the room, Bai Zhi still didn't know what the woman in front of her was talking about, but the only thing she knew was that Lin Jiaojiao didn't dare to kill her, and she wouldn't know anything if she killed her, so she was sure .

But if she wrote it, Lin Jiaojiao would definitely kill her. She wanted to live and wait for Princess Duan to save her.

 Once upon a time there was a mountain~ There was a house on the mountain, and there was an author in the house asking for a recommendation ticket~

  


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