After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Jiang Ning was still holding the dagger for self-defense tightly in both hands. She stared at Liu Jinfu in a daze. She hadn't recovered from the pride of wanting to die with these people just now, and was stunned by this sudden change. .

"what?"

Liu Jinfu raised her eyebrows, "Revenge? Are you stupid?" She casually pointed to the three people who were tied up in the house, "There are three of them, and all three have hatred for you. Whoever you want to kill, let's go together." It doesn't matter if you kill it."

Jiang Ning looked in the direction of her finger, and his gaze fell on Shen Qingrong who was dressed in red. Shen Qingrong glared at her mercilessly, and Jiang Ning couldn't help shivering.

Before she could reply, Liu Jinfu patted her on the shoulder twice, turned around and left the woodshed.

Until the door was closed with a "squeak", Jiang Ning's tense mood finally eased, she exhaled heavily, and slowly lowered her hand holding the dagger.

Shen Qingrong still stared at her fiercely, with a deep hatred that Jiang Ning couldn't understand in his expression.

She scanned for a week, her eyes locked on the water tank beside her.

This firewood room was supposed to be the dining room in the Changle Palace, with all the kitchen utensils. The water tank was supposed to be used to wash pots and vegetables. There was more than half of the tank filled with water, and there was water made of a gourd floating on the water. ladle.

Jiang Ning hesitated for a while, stepped forward in two steps, scooped up a large ladle of water, walked to the side of Shen Tong who fell on the ground, faced his head, and poured it down.

The water was so fast and urgent that it hit Shen Tong's face, causing a splash of water.

Shen Tong, who was originally drowsy, twitched when he was splashed by this splash, but he didn't make much movement.

Without hesitation, Jiang Ning took another full spoonful with water and poured it down.

The movement of Shen Tong's struggle became louder and louder in the splashing water of Jiang Ning, and even Mu Jingzhao, who was sleeping beside him, was accidentally affected and regained a little consciousness.

Until the water in the water tank almost bottomed out, Shen Tong finally woke up from his lethargy. He glanced at Jiang Ning in front of him in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe the water droplets on his face. to be tied up.

The mistiness in his eyes finally subsided and turned into anger. After the anger flashed by, only fear remained.

"Bitch, what do you want to do?"

Shen Tong lowered his head and scolded, struggling and wriggling on the ground, trying to escape towards the opposite position of Jiang Ning like a wriggling maggot.

In a panic, his eyes fell on Mu Jingzhao and Shen Qingrong who were also restrained.

"You bastard, do you know that this is a crime of regicide!"

Jiang Ning glanced at him, and slowly lowered the hand that had raised the dagger.

She glanced at Shen Tong with an inexplicable expression, "Isn't it you, Mr. Shen, who want to kill the king and usurp power?"

As she spoke, a strange smile appeared on Yoyo's face, and she picked up the small and exquisite dagger again, her eyes were illuminated by the light of the knife, but the smile on her face deepened a little.

"Besides, it wasn't Jun that I wanted to kill, it was you, Mr. Shen."

Her smile was gentle and sweet, and a pair of drooping eyes like black grapes finally revealed a bit of sinister color.

Before that, perhaps Shen Tong had always regarded her as an ant that could be crushed to death at any time. Her life and death, her hatred, were not worth mentioning at any time.

Only now, when the catastrophe is imminent, he may finally realize that no matter how weak an ant is, if it is forced into a desperate situation, it must give the enemy a painful blow at all costs.

Finally, there was a little panic in Shen Tong's eyes.

He glanced left and right, and when his eyes fell on Shen Qingrong who was sitting upright, his eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his voice and shouted, "Rong'er, save father! You don't want to see your father die in such a shameless place. On the untouchables?"

As soon as he said a word, the dagger in Jiang Ning's hand pierced out at an extremely fast speed, and deeply pierced his thigh.

"Uh-ah!"

"This knife is for my dead parents, my clan members who died innocently."

Jiang Ning withdrew his hand, and blood gushed out from Shen Tong's thigh in an instant, and merged into the water flowing all over the ground, weaving a fine and dense blood net.

The smell of blood gradually spread in the house, filling the whole woodshed.

The smell of blood filled Jiang Ning's nose, which made her inexplicably feel a sense of revenge.

Shen Tong wailed in pain endlessly, but Shen Qingrong kept staring at him expressionlessly, as if looking at a lifeless scarecrow.

Shen Tong's face was flushed with pain, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or drops of water that slid down his cheeks.

"That's what you deserve! You deserve it! There are always sacrifices in this world to reform politics and law. It's their honor that they can sacrifice for the country!"

Jiang Ning raised the knife and dropped it, and the dagger in his hand was deeply embedded in Shen Tong's lower abdomen.

"what!!!"

"Bitch, you will suffer retribution, you will die badly! Die badly!!"

"This knife is for my family and elders who have been displaced and driven to a dead end step by step. What you owe them, even if you die, you can't finish it."

When Jiang Ning drew the knife, there was a burst of blood. Her jaw tightened and her tone was cold to the bone. The hand holding the dagger was always trembling slightly. Blood droplets dripped down the silver-white blade, which was gorgeous and enchanting.

"If they hadn't thought of revenge, they wouldn't have done such a thing no matter how I pushed the flames. They committed the crime. Why should the old man be responsible?!"

Shen Tong's voice gradually weakened. He gasped violently, and a steady stream of blood gushed out from his wound, almost staining the entire ground red.

Jiang Ning stared blankly at the blood color spreading along the water stains on the ground. She kept backing away, but the hem of her shoes and skirts was still stained with blood color.

With the next knife, Jiang Ning stabbed him in the chest.

"This knife is for myself, for my own trembling and wandering for so many years, and for my inexplicable involvement in these troubled struggles by you, so I have suffered countless times of life-threatening."

"This knife is for my broken willow..."

"This knife—"

Shen Tong's facial features were tightly wrinkled, and his face had already turned pale and colorless.

He took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Jiang Ning's face, the unwillingness seemed to have finally aroused his monstrous anger, his cheeks were flushed, and he yelled at Jiang Ning, "You kill me, you kill me! Even if the old man dies, he definitely doesn't want to be treated and tortured like this at the hands of a bitch like you."

Jiang Ning laughed suddenly, his voice was clear and crisp, with a bit of girlish air.

Such laughter falling in such an environment is enough to make people shudder.

"Of course I won't kill you. I want you to be executed in public before the people of the world. I will make you repent amidst the resentment and resentment of everyone. I will leave you with a bad reputation and be insulted for generations to come."

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he slowly backed away.

At this time, Shen Tong no longer had the strength to speak.

His face was pale, half of his face was buried in a pool of blood, but his eyes still stared angrily at Jiang Ning in front of him.

Jiang Ning turned away and unconsciously looked at Mu Jingzhao, who was still awake in the corner.

The four eyes met, full of strangeness and coldness, Jiang Ning did not stop, pushed the door and walked out. (end of this chapter)