"Do you think this guild will believe you?" Cheng Ying sneered, his face gloomy, pinching Yu Jiao's cheeks and asking, "Who is that person?"
Yu Jiao said stubbornly, "Godfather doesn't believe me?"
Yu Jiao felt pain on her cheek from being pinched, and her almond-shaped eyes were cold. She thought about how Li Chengying had told her in the daytime not to be afraid of him, and that he had adopted her as his adopted daughter, which meant that he was taking her under his command and protecting her. Now it seemed really ironic.
Her almond-shaped eyes were cold, and she looked up at Cheng Ying. "If you want to accuse someone of something, you can always find a pretext. If godfather really believes that I did it, then so be it."
But her fingers clenched the silver needle in her sleeve. She was panicking. If Cheng Ying really attacked her, she didn't know whether the secret guards her elder brother gave her could rescue her from Cheng Ying and Xia Ning.
It goes without saying that Xia Ning is a skilled martial artist as the Junior Chancellor of the East Factory, but Cheng Ying and Yu Jiao couldn't guess whether he knew martial arts or not.
The night was dark, and a bright moon had risen to the middle of the sky at some point. The moonlight was dim, and there was an indescribable oppression. Cheng Ying was almost clinging to Yu Jiao, and the cold five fingers that were pinching her cheek slowly moved down and landed on her slender neck that could not be bent at all.
"Do you know what will happen to those who deceive me and disobey me? Only those who obey my wishes can survive in this world."
Yu Jiao shuddered all over, her delicate neck was stroked by the cold and rough fingertips, and her hair stood on end. She didn't expect that Cheng Ying would actually want to kill her. After all, she was the third daughter of the Liu family, and Cheng Ying was so unscrupulous!
At the moment when Cheng Ying's five fingers slightly tightened, Yu Jiao could no longer bear it, raised her right hand, and stabbed Cheng Ying's eyes fiercely.
At this critical moment of life and death, she could no longer be cautious.
At the same time, Yunxiao and others who had been secretly protecting Yu Jiao also appeared and rushed towards the pavilion.
Xia Ning outside the pavilion seemed to have sensed something already. He drew out the embroidered spring sword from his waist and started fighting with several people.
Inside the pavilion, Cheng Ying reacted very quickly, raising her head and retreating, while at the same time tightly grasping Yu Jiao's right wrist with such force that it seemed as if her wrist bone was almost crushed. With a flick of her left sleeve, the silver needle that was stuck in Yu Jiao's fingers fell off, and she was easily held hostage, and her arms were twisted behind her back, pressing her firmly on the stone table.
"You actually want to kill me?" Cheng Ying's handsome face was as gloomy as water under the moonlight. His dark eyes were like ice cones, staring at Yu Jiao intently, his voice full of intense anger.
Yu Jiao's arms were twisted so hard that they hurt. She tried her best but couldn't break free. Her face turned pale. Now that things had come to this, she didn't pretend to be as cautious as usual. She said in a cold voice, "It was the governor who wanted to kill me. Even ants cherish their lives. If the governor wants my life, should I just surrender and wait for death?"
At this moment, Yun Xiao broke free from Xia Ning's entanglement and jumped into the pavilion with a soft sword in his hand. He swung the sword towards Cheng Ying like a cold light, trying to help Yu Jiao escape.
Cheng Ying slowly raised his hand and grasped the sword blade with a cold glow. With a slight force of two fingers, the sword body broke. Then he waved his sleeve and sent out a palm. Yunxiao was knocked out of the stone pavilion, blood oozing from the corners of his lips, and a pair of knives were pressed against his neck.
Several dark shadows appeared from all directions at some point and easily subdued the other people.
Xia Ning respectfully asked Cheng Ying in the pavilion, "Superintendent, should we kill these people?"
Cheng Ying glanced at those people with cold black eyes, exuding a chilling coldness, and said, "Drag them to the palace to feed the leopards."
"No!" Yu Jiao was immediately flustered and blurted out, "It's me who committed the crime, it has nothing to do with them!"
Yu Jiao was filled with remorse. She shouldn't have been so optimistic. How could she be so stupid as to think she could escape from Cheng Ying and even attack him without knowing her own limitations?
"Yes." Xia Ning responded respectfully outside the pavilion. He waved his hand, and a group of servants dragged the five people and quickly disappeared into the peach forest.
Cheng Ying looked at Yu Jiao's panicked face. Her pink cheeks were covered with blue marks from his pinching. He laughed, looking horrible and feminine. "There are too many people who want me dead. It turns out you are one of them. I have loved you so much."
Since she had completely offended Cheng Ying and was doomed to die, Yu Jiao had nothing to fear. She sneered, "What you said is so unreasonable. I am a living person. If someone wants to kill me and I don't fight back, should I applaud and say that the killing is good? If you want to kill me or chop me up, just do it! Also, don't say you love me sincerely or call me your adopted daughter? You just treat me as a toy. You use me to amuse yourself when you have time, and kill me when you are unhappy. A twisted eunuch like you, who can you really love? Stop pretending to be sincere!"
She had been feeling frustrated enough. Ever since she came to the capital, she had been extremely cautious, fearing that she would take a wrong step.
She was never Tai Yan's person, so maybe she could return to her own world after death and be free.
She really hated the feudal monarchy here. People had no human rights and the lives of ordinary people were as worthless as grass and pigs and dogs, and they could be killed or taken away by anyone.
It’s a pity that I couldn’t see Yu Qizhe again before I died.
After Yu Jiao finished speaking, Cheng Ying's cold expression actually eased a little. He smiled slowly, "Sharp-tongued! He is really a cat that only knows how to throw a tantrum. No matter how well-behaved and submissive he pretends to be on weekdays, when he gets angry, he will scratch people until they bleed."
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