Chapter 127 Do It Yourself

He lost his composure and retorted without thinking, "But didn't you condone all that? How could I dare to put all the blame on me now that something's happened without you backing me up? You're my father!"

"You...what nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Chong was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He pointed at Lin Heng with trembling fingers, and anger was surging in his eyes.

"Okay! Okay! Since you've said that, I, Lin Chong, would rather not have a son like you! Just wait to rot here!"

Lin Chong's blood rushed to his head, his vision went dark, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, turned around and rushed out of the cell without hesitation.

What's wrong with treating a son who can't tell right from wrong as an abandoned child?

A son, or the entire Lin family? Lin Chong can tell the difference better than anyone else!

As for Lin Heng's life or death, just treat him as Lin Chong and never gave birth to this son!

"Dad, don't go, I know I was wrong!"

Lin Heng then felt regretful, but it was too late. His biological father had already decided to abandon him.

Lin Chong left about half an hour later.

A slender and agile black shadow silently avoided several light and dark checkpoints, and appeared outside the cell where Lin Heng was imprisoned with a clear goal, facing Lin Heng like a sculpture.

The jailer guarding this place had long been replaced by Qin Xiu's men, and was now taking a nap with his back to the cell.

Jiang Qingning was wearing a neat black robe and a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of astonishingly bright eyes.

Lin Heng suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance.

Feeling something was wrong, he raised his head in confusion, only to see that the cell door had opened a crack at some point, and a figure in a black robe was standing at the door.

"who?"

Lin Heng asked vigilantly, his voice hoarse.

Jiang Qingning did not answer, but just looked at him quietly, as if admiring the beauty of him being forced into a desperate situation.

Lin Heng suddenly felt that these eyes were somewhat familiar.

He struggled to get up and get a closer look, then chuckled softly, "Who are you? Did my father regret it and ask you to come pick me up? I knew it, I knew it..."

Just then, Jiang Qingning moved.

She moved like lightning and flashed into the cell in an instant. She used a handkerchief soaked in strong cartilage powder to accurately cover Lin Heng's mouth and nose.

Lin Heng's eyes widened in horror, and he subconsciously wanted to use force and struggle to call for help, but he found that all his strength was draining away like the tide, and he could hardly move even his fingers.

This person is definitely not from the Lin family!

Realizing this thought, Lin Heng tried desperately to escape and call for help.

Jiang Qingning let go of the handkerchief and looked down at Lin Heng who had collapsed to the ground.

"Don't waste your energy, everyone here is mine."

"Lin Heng, you will not escape death."

She curled the corners of her lips indifferently and slowly pulled off the mask on her face.

"Qingning?"

Lin Heng heard the familiar voice and asked subconsciously.

But Jiang Qingning is just a girl, how could she have the chance to go to jail?

After seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, Lin Heng chose to ignore her words, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he couldn't wait to speak:

"Are you here to save me? Qingning, I know, I know you like me, take me out quickly,

When I get out, I will immediately marry you in a grand sedan chair, making you the wife of the Crown Prince and the future Duke of Guo!

He seemed to be grasping at the last straw, his eyes full of hope.

Jiang Qingning looked at him like this and felt it was extremely ironic and disgusting.

"Lin Heng, I'm not here to save you. I'm here for revenge."

She didn't say anything else, but slowly squatted down, took out another smaller porcelain bottle from her arms, and pulled out the cork.

The next moment, a faint bitter smell spread.

The surprise on Lin Heng's face froze instantly. He realized something, and his eyes were filled with extreme fear:

"What...what are you doing? Don't...don't come over here. My father is the Duke of Feng. Do you want to have your entire clan executed?"

He wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move even an inch.

Jiang Qingning held the small porcelain bottle with one hand and Lin Heng's jaw with the other, forcing him to open his mouth.

"Lin Heng, at this point, if you just go to die obediently, you'll suffer less."

With a cold look in her eyes, she poured all the liquid in the bottle into Lin Heng's mouth without hesitation.

"Ugh... cough cough cough!"

Lin Heng coughed violently due to choking, and the bitter liquid slid down his throat.

"Why...why?" Lin Heng gasped in pain, his eyes full of hatred, "I'm sincere to you...why do you..."

"sincere?"

Jiang Qingning finally spoke, his voice as cold as if it had been fished out of an ice cave.

"Lin Heng, do you still remember a few months ago when you left your post to inspect the capital during your night patrol? It was clearly to sneak away and be lazy.

But he ran into an assassination scene, and in order to save Xun Chen and his beloved Bai Qingyi, he used all his strength to shoot the arrow at the assassin? "

"They say that Lin Heng from the Duke of Fengguo's mansion is born with supernatural powers. Why shouldn't I be on guard against him? I need to find out more about you first. Otherwise, someone will die in the capital for no reason. What if my sister is implicated?"

Jiang Qingning tilted his head, his eyes clear and sincere.

Lin Heng's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he remembered something.

"Have you remembered?" Jiang Qingning sneered.

"That arrow nearly pierced my sister's heart. If I hadn't noticed something and gone out to check, Qingxi might have already died.

I would be drowned in endless self-blame. Now, I approach you just to wait for the day when I can take revenge with my own hands."

"Wait until you lose everything and fall to the dust. When you think you see hope, I will personally push you into hell and let you taste the heart-piercing despair."

Lin Heng froze completely.

When he was shooting arrows that night, he did see that the assassin had a slender figure, like a woman, but because the imperial guard Chen Qing was a man, he put aside his suspicions. It turned out that she was Jiang Qingning's sister.

The huge sense of deception and fear made his eyes bloodshot.

A woman could go to such lengths for revenge. He wanted to escape and use Jiang Qingning to take the blame, but a fishy and sweet taste rushed up his throat and it was too late.

"Jiang Qingning, you are so cruel..."

He stared at Jiang Qingning with resentment, and black blood began to seep slowly from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth, looking extremely terrifying.

He struggled to pounce on her, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.

Finally, his head tilted, blood flowed from all seven orifices, his eyes widened, staring in the direction of Jiang Qingning, and he was completely silent.

Jiang Qingning watched him die indifferently, confirming that there was no hope for life.

She stood up, took out a clean handkerchief, and carefully wiped the fingers that had pinched his chin, as if she was brushing away something dirty.

She turned around, just as she had come, and blended into the darkness silently and disappeared.

The next morning.

"Oh no! Master Lin... Master Lin... He died suddenly!"

The jailer's terrified shouts suddenly pierced the sky above the prison.

The news spread throughout the capital in an instant as if it had wings.

Lin Heng, the eldest son of Duke Fengguo, died suddenly in prison that night due to shame and anger after a fierce quarrel between father and son when Duke Fengguo Lin Chong visited him in prison.

The death was horrible, with blood coming out of all seven orifices.

The entire capital was in an uproar.