"Seven days to sever the soul." Qi An smiled. "You can still be lovers for seven days."
Han Xiuzhe felt a chill run from head to toe; just from the name, he knew what kind of poison it was.
He went to look at Zhang Yanyan, only to find her burying her face in her hands, as if she were... drinking water.
Why is there water in her palm?
The moment Zhang Yanyan was given the poison by Qi An, she took the spiritual spring water from her spatial storage and drank it. Fortunately, the spiritual spring water was still usable.
She felt somewhat relieved. Since the baby could still take things out, it meant there was nothing wrong with it, and it might recover gradually.
Zhang Yanyan thought that once she could hide in the space, she would run away as soon as possible.
She never dared to underestimate anyone again; this woman was terrifying.
However, just a few breaths later, the two let out even more miserable howls than when they had just been beaten.
Zhang Yanyan was slightly better; the spiritual spring water did provide some relief.
Han Xiuzhe was in so much pain that his veins bulged, his blood vessels ruptured and bled, and his head banged against the ground repeatedly.
It hurt so much, like someone reached in and tore his intestines apart, while his internal organs were being squeezed and kneaded.
Han Xiuzhe finally realized how stupid he had been; what Song Xinlan wanted wasn't his love, but his life.
Zhang Yanyan cried out in pain, no longer daring to act tough, and begged for mercy while crying:
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me, I apologize, I will never do it again, I'm leaving, I will never come back."
She only felt fear when her life was threatened.
All she wants now is to return to her own world and never want to seduce any princes or nobles again.
Han Xiuzhe didn't have time to care whether Zhang Yanyan wanted to leave him; compared to his life, a woman was nothing.
He even hated Zhang Yanyan. If it weren't for her, how could he have ended up like this?
He endured the excruciating pain and crawled to Qi An, pleading:
"Lan'er, it's all my fault. I don't want her anymore. I will only love you for the rest of my life and will never look at another woman again."
Zhang Yanyan quickly chimed in, "Yes, I don't like him at all. I'm not marrying him. Please let me go."
Qi An gave a half-smile: "Come on, be tougher. Aren't you two truly in love? Just take it one day at a time."
Ata yelled at the top of her lungs, "I'll love you even if it kills me... I won't be satisfied until I've loved you to the fullest..."
"No, I don't love her, Xinlan. I love you. It's all that bitch's fault. She seduced me. I was just... just confused for a moment."
Han Xiuzhe burst into tears and shifted all the blame onto Zhang Yanyan.
Qi An shook his head: "No, no, no, you're not confused. You just made a mistake that all men in the world would make. It's normal."
Zhang Yanyan trembled with anger at Han Xiuzhe's words. She had saved this scoundrel, but in the end, he turned the tables on her.
What vows of eternal love? Men's words are all bullshit.
Only now does she realize that a scumbag who can abandon his wife after she has been through thick and thin can never be trusted.
She dared not say anything, only repeatedly admitting her mistakes and begging Qi An to let her leave.
She has a magical spring; poison can't kill her. She can just slowly recover.
But if she stayed here, who knew what this crazy woman might do to her? She was afraid her life would be in danger.
Qi An sat and drank tea, ignoring the two men's cries of pain and pleas for mercy.
Fifteen minutes later, the excruciating pain gradually subsided.
The two were exhausted and convulsing from the pain. In the dead of winter, their undergarments were soaked and clung to their bodies, and their faces and lips were paler than ghosts.
As the pain subsided, before the two could even breathe a sigh of relief, Qi An added:
"Don't be too happy yet, this is just the beginning. The poison will take effect every half hour, each time more painful than the last, until on the seventh day, when the intestines will rupture and the person will die."
Han Xiuzhe wept bitterly and knelt down, begging for mercy:
"Lan'er, please forgive me this once, for the sake of the life I saved. I'll do anything you ask, please..."
Zhang Yanyan...she was drinking the spiritual spring water voraciously.
Qi An used his toe to lift Han Xiuzhe's chin: "Are you sure it was you who 'saved' me?"
Seeing the mockery in her eyes, Han Xiuzhe was shocked. Did she...she know everything?
Qi An's next words confirmed his guess:
"You worthless bastard, it's not shameful to live off a woman through your own abilities, but you should be prepared to accept it. If you take advantage of someone and then dare to turn against the person who gave you that job, then you deserve to die."
"You tricked and deceived me first, and then you and your son humiliated me. Do you think I'll let you get away with this?"
And the lives of the entire Song family—he must die.
Han Xiuzhe's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.
She knew everything after all.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly reached out to strike Qi An's vitals, intending to fight her to the death in order to survive.
Ata sighed, "That idiot, he even dared to lay a hand on Boss Qi."
A few seconds later, Han Xiuzhe coughed up blood, his major acupoints burst open, he lost all his martial arts skills, and became a cripple.
This woman is actually a hidden master!
What powerful figure did he offend?
Han Xiuzhe was utterly desperate. A military general without martial skills had his future completely ruined.
He was unaware that, thanks to Qi An's scheme, his reputation for being unfilial and heartless had already spread far and wide, and he had long since lost his future.
He closed his eyes in despair, when suddenly he heard Qi An say, "Do you want to live?"
Han Xiuzhe suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at her hopefully.
Even if I can't become an official, I still want to live; only by living can I have hope.
Qi An gestured with his chin toward Zhang Yanyan, reminding her, "How did she save you last time?"
Han Xiuzhe suddenly realized that it was Zhang Yanyan who saved him when he was seriously wounded and fell into a coma on the battlefield.
She doesn't understand medicine, so she must have some methods that he doesn't know about.
Qi An moved his hand slightly in his sleeve, and Han Xiuzhe felt his eyes blur. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he saw a scene that was beyond his comprehension.
Suddenly, a jade bracelet appeared on Zhang Yanyan's previously empty left wrist, and when she reached out her right hand, a handful of clear water appeared out of thin air in her palm.
This is what Zhang Yanyan has been drinking.
In a daze, Han Xiuzhe recalled that when he was injured and unconscious, it seemed that Zhang Yanyan fed him water a few times, and then he woke up.
The bracelet looked strange at first glance, and Han Xiuzhe's eyes suddenly lit up, a flash of greed crossing his face.
Zhang Yanyan tried desperately to minimize her presence, repeatedly summoning her spatial ability to hide inside, but she never succeeded.
Suddenly noticing two pairs of eyes staring intently at her, she looked up shakily and saw Qi An and Han Xiuzhe both looking at her... left wrist.
Realizing what was happening, Zhang Yanyan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
Her secret... has been discovered.
The dark, damp, and cold woodshed welcomed two more guests after Han's mother.
The wailing and howling of ghosts would sound every half hour, occasionally interspersed with various eerie conversations.
Give me the bracelet, or I'll kill you.
"I can't give it to you, I can't get it, really, I'm not lying to you."
"It hurts so much! Give me some water, I can't take it anymore."
"Ouch, it hurts so much! The magic spring seems to be less and less effective. What should I do? Waaah, I don't want to play anymore. I want to go home... I miss my mom and dad..."
"Ah, don't hit me, don't cut off my arm, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, please stop hitting me..."
Ata patted his round, full belly and let out a satisfied burp.
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