Jiang Xiancao used the secret technique she learned from Shu Linyue, combined with a specially made psychedelic incense, to personally create a nightmare for Jiang Huaizhong.
In that dream, Jiang Huaizhong replaced her and became a girl who was forced to separate from her mother since birth and suffered humiliation and abuse. She inflicted all the pain she had experienced in her life on Jiang Huaizhong.
"This time, you have to bear it for me.
Does it taste good?"
Jiang Xiancao stared at Jiang Huaizhong, who was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself, with a look of extreme pain on his face.
"You were born the old marquis's legitimate son, raised under the Qin family's indulgence and doting. You've been a child of destiny since childhood, accustomed to living a life superior to others, and you sincerely believe that you were born to be superior to others."
Jiang Xiancao smiled and said:
"So you only have yourself in your heart. In your eyes, others are just tools worthy of your use. You categorize them according to their value, and then condescendingly give them some benefits to win their hearts and minds, so that you can better manipulate them.
As for me, my only value in your eyes is that your blood flows in my body.
When you need to use evil magic, you can use me, your blood relative, to protect you from disaster and bear the cost of backlash. This is why you spared my life but always stepped on me and never gave me any family affection.
For so many years, you knew exactly where I was, what kind of life I was living, and what kind of suffering I was enduring, but you always watched coldly and with disdain.
It wasn't until Qin Shi needed to borrow some life from her descendants that you remembered this useless waste like me and hypocritically took me back to the Marquis' Mansion."
Having said that, Jiang Xiancao paused for a moment.
She thought back to how she felt when she first returned home to recognize her relatives, and she felt only irony.
At that time, she thought that she would really have relatives.
What attracted her most to the Marquis' Mansion was never the life of luxury, but the family affection she had longed for.
“You know exactly what Jiang Huaizhu did to me.
Your five sons were deceived by her, but with your vision, you have always seen through her nature very clearly, but you still let her ride on my head and frame me at will. Your five sons used all kinds of extraordinary means to punish and teach me a lesson on her behalf, and you did not stop them.
You did it on purpose, you didn't want me to have an easy life, because I am my mother's child, you hate her, and you hate me too."
Jiang Xiancao's voice suddenly turned cold:
"She was imprisoned and defiled by you, locked in a dungeon without seeing the light of day, but she never surrendered to you. She is truly born noble, and she possesses a pride that you will never be able to conquer!"
Jiang Huaizhong was trapped in a vivid hallucination. Listening to Jiang Xiancao's words, he spat out a mouthful of black blood in anger.
Jiang Xiancao looked at the blood at the corner of his mouth and the bulging veins on his forehead, knowing that he was about to collapse.
But she still didn't stop.
"This is just the suffering I've endured. You owe my mother, and you haven't paid her back yet!"
The next moment, Jiang Huaizhong's illusion suddenly changed. He was surrounded by several men with ugly and wretched faces. These people ignored his wishes and wantonly abused and defiled him, as if he was not a human being, but just an object that could be treated at will.
In extreme fear, he roared incoherently:
"You can't do this to me. I'm a man! I'm a marquis!"
Jiang Xiancao heard what he was shouting and laughed:
"You are now a commoner, a criminal imprisoned in the imperial prison awaiting trial. You are no longer a marquis. Moreover, you will soon no longer be a man."
The next moment, she said to the people waiting outside the torture chamber:
"Come in and castrate him."
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