"Yes, I lied to you, but so what?"

"Breaking promises and telling lies—aren't these your specialty? Why is it so hard to accept now that it's your turn?"

When she lied to him with those lies, did she ever think about whether he could accept it?

She was the one who kept saying she loved him, constantly teased him, deceived his feelings, and then abandoned him like a worn-out shoe.

Now, what right does she have to be angry?

Chen Ningzhu couldn't hear a word at this time. Her mind was full of thoughts about how she had killed Xiaoyi, killed her own child, and killed many people she had been with every day.

Regret and pain almost overwhelmed her in an instant.

She kept muttering almost like a madman, "I want to find them, I want to find my child, I want to find Xiaoyi."

Shen Ningzhu used her hands and feet to get up from the ground, stumbling and preparing to run outside.

But after running only two steps, Jiang Yi raised his hand to stop him.

"My Lord, calm down."

“Snap—”

Shen Ningzhu slapped Jiang on the side of the face, her eyes were so red that they were about to bleed.

"Get lost."

Jiang Yi lowered his head and stood still.

Shen Ningzhu turned around, quickly pulled out the hairpin in her hand, and suddenly pressed it against Jiang Xuanyan's neck with great force. The sharp hairpin instantly cut through the other's flesh.

Bright red liquid gushed out.

Everyone was horrified and shouted to protect the emperor, only Jiang Xuanyan looked indifferent.

He struck with lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, the hairpin was already in the other person's hand. The man smiled nonchalantly, playing with the hairpin in his hand with his bony fingertips, and said sarcastically,

"Want to kill me? With just a tiny hairpin? Chen Ningzhu, after not seeing you for a few years, you are still so naive."

Chen Ningzhu's eyes were bloodshot, and he pulled out another hairpin, using all his strength to stab the other person fiercely.

The man still easily grasped her wrist, his eyes, which had been calm as a well, now had an undercurrent.

"That's enough. If you dare to disrespect me again, don't blame me..."

“Snap—”

Before he finished speaking, Shen Ningzhu's free hand had already slapped him hard.

The force was so strong that Jiang Xuanyan's head was tilted aside. A clear slap mark was imprinted on his fair face, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The air froze instantly, and only the faint sound of wind remained in my ears.

Jiang Yi and the soldiers in the yard all lowered their heads and pretended to know nothing.

Shen Ningzhu's roar of collapse.

"Why not? Isn't it just death? I've killed everyone around me, how can I still have the dignity to live?"

"But you are the one who deserves to die the most."

"I only regret that I put two hairpins on your head today. Otherwise, that slap just now would have become a sharp blade piercing your throat, you bastard. I want you to die. I want you to die."

Jiang Xuanyan smiled.

Another one who wanted him dead with gnashing teeth.

As expected, everyone in this world wants him dead.

But he refused to do as they wished. Not only that, he wanted to kill all those who wanted him dead, so that they would know who would die first.

"Hate me, the more you hate me, the more excited I am."

"Let me see how long it will take you to kill me."

After saying that, he carried Chen Ningzhu back to the house.

Jiang Yi called a doctor to bandage him, but he was chased out without even raising his eyelids.

From time to time, there were clanging sounds in the room, as well as Chen Ningzhu's hysterical cursing.

At this time, in Song Hanchuan's private residence

Liu Zhiyi was trembling all over, waiting anxiously in the house for news. Finally, Song Hanchuan, Qingfeng, Chen Aniu, and Jinxiu Huanian showed up.

While Liu Zhiyi was excited, he glanced behind a few people.

Seeing that Shen Ningzhu was not there, her face turned pale. But she also knew that Song Hanchuan had tried his best.

"What did he say?"

Liu Zhiyi clenched her palms tightly, suppressed her sobs, and spoke calmly.

Song Hanchuan stepped forward and gently held her trembling little hand. Feeling the coldness from the woman's fingertips, his heart ached.

He bent down and carried her into the room, gently placing her on the couch. Then he squatted at her feet, raised his head slightly and said softly,

"Xiaoyi, we have to go back to Beijing."

After a pause, he told Liu Zhiyi everything about the bet with Jiang Xuanyan.

Liu Zhiyi's face was full of sarcasm.

"He's really brave. He's not afraid that you'll replace the crown prince with a cat, usurp his kingdom, and then come back to kill him."

Song Hanchuan gently squeezed her soft little hand.

"He trusts you, not me. How could a man who disregards danger and almost sacrifices his life for Miss Shen several times hurt her child?"

There is another point that Song Hanchuan didn't say.

That is, Jiang Xuanyan felt that all of them, including the two children, were too troublesome. Since he couldn't kill them, he sent them away so that he could have the Shen Ningzhu all to himself.

As a man, he understands his paranoia and possessiveness.

"Xiaoyi, from today on, Jinxiu Huanian is also our child. Don't worry, I will do my best to clear the obstacles for them and help him secure the throne."

Liu Zhiyi was stunned.

He was talking about the throne, not the position of crown prince.

Looking at Song Hanchuan's determined eyes, Liu Zhiyi's fear and anxiety gradually dissipated.

Yes, the throne.

Since that bastard is so inhumane and insists on robbing and confining Zhuzhu's life, then she, as her best friend, will seize power for her.

When she and Jinxiu Huanian reach the pinnacle of power and have the ability to trample that bastard Jiang Xuanyan under their feet, she wants to see how he can still rob and plunder.

"When do we leave?"

"You can go back to Beijing, but not according to the bet."

"I'm worried about Zhuzhu. Is there any way you can secretly send her a message to let her know that we are all alive?"

With Zhuzhu's personality, if she heard that they were all dead, she would definitely feel extremely guilty and would fight like a trapped beast, with all her might, and would not stop even if she was covered in wounds.

Then Jiang Xuanyan is a devil.

If he loses his patience, he will definitely kill Shen Ningzhu.

In this case, how could she feel at ease to return to Beijing?

Song Hanchuan frowned and shook his head slightly.

“The emperor came prepared this time. The defense around Miss Shen will be like an iron barrel. No one can get close to her at all.”

"Besides, he's furious right now. If we act rashly and the truth is revealed, the favorable situation we've easily gained will be gone."

"You and I will die, and all the people around us will die."

"Xiaoyi, you've been away from the capital for three years. You don't know what happened during that time. In these three years, more than half of the capital's aristocratic families have disappeared, and the emperor... has gone mad."

"He can do anything."

It was because of his madness that Song Hanchuan was able to persist in the capital for three years.

If he hadn't received the news that Pei Yunchu was about to return to the capital, and saw that the matter could no longer be concealed, he would have left the capital in a hurry. Liu Zhiyi was shocked and even more worried about Shen Ningzhu's safety.