Chapter 32 Come, Kill Me
Qiao Wanyan's wound had not yet healed, and the slap must have hurt her badly.
"Don't even mention being a concubine. Even if you kneel down and beg me to be your legal wife, I won't agree. I treated my injuries myself. They have nothing to do with you. Remember this."
Jiang Qiyun was so angry that he laughed, "You asked me to kneel down and beg you to be my legal wife. Do you think I am willing to marry you? I saw your body and I married you out of manliness. Otherwise, do you think I care about you?"
If I really married this kind of domineering crazy woman, I'm afraid she would lose her temper and slap me every few days.
Qiao Wanyan slapped him again. This time she was so angry that she threw her arm away and hit him. The wound was affected and tears fell uncontrollably.
Crystal clear and aggrieved, Jiang Qiyun's rising anger immediately dissipated a little.
"I didn't cry even though you hit me, why are you crying?"
"You looked at my body? Let me make it clear, you just looked at my shoulders, you look like you have never seen the world!"
Jiang Qiyun's face turned red with anger, and he stood up in an instant, "If I hadn't stopped hitting women, you would have died in my hands a long time ago!"
Qiao Wanyan reached out to twist his calf, and Jiang Qiyun immediately screamed and dodged backwards.
“Get lost!”
Jiang Qiyun didn't leave, but sat down about half a meter away from her, "Why should I leave? I found this place, and you should leave if anyone wants to. You don't want to marry me, but I want to marry you. I just don't want you to get what you want!"
Qiao Wanyan bit her lip and cried even harder in anger.
Her tears fell one after another like a bead curtain with a broken string. She was already weak and pitiful in her plain mourning clothes, and her crying made her even more heartbreaking.
Jiang Qiyun panicked a little. He stood up and walked to her side and handed her the handkerchief. "Why are you crying? I didn't say anything excessive. I looked at your shoulder, so I naturally have to be responsible for you."
Qiao Wanyan sneered and twisted his arm with all her might. Jiang Qiyun immediately retreated with a howl and shouted angrily, "You have no moral principles!"
Qiao Wanyan rolled her eyes at him, quite disgusted, "Idiot."
"I'll tell you one last time, I treated the arrow wound myself, it has nothing to do with you. If you spread the news without permission or go back to Beijing to ask for marriage, I will kill Qiao Yihuan."
Jiang Qiyun quickly asked: "Do you dare?"
"Why shouldn't I? But killing her would be too easy for her. I want to marry her to the Minister of Rites. He has more than 30 concubines at home, and his wife just died last month. It's a good opportunity for him to marry a new wife."
Jiang Qiyun was immediately annoyed. The four wives of the Minister of Rites were all dead, and every few days a concubine with a bad body was carried out from the backyard.
If Sister Yihuan became his second wife, wouldn't she be tortured to death?
"You vicious woman!"
"If you're scared, just shut your mouth."
Jiang Qiyun snorted coldly, "Just right! Do you think I want to marry you?"
Qiao Wanyan ignored him and gently touched the wound. It hurt so much.
She will definitely repay Qiao Yihuan for this sin.
Qiao Wanyan didn't sleep all night. The quieter she was and the more she closed her eyes, the more obvious the pain in her shoulder became.
The next morning, when Jiang Qiyun woke up and saw her sitting against the support wood, he swallowed back the teasing words in his heart.
The sky was bright, and at this moment, her pale, almost sickly face was more clearly visible. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was trying her best to endure the pain coming from her body.
Perhaps she didn't fall asleep that night because she was in too much pain.
Jiang Qiyun turned and left without saying a word. The shabby and loose door opened and closed again without Qiao Wanyan even looking at it.
She had no way of going out now. In the snowy and cold weather and with injuries on her body, she could only wait for someone to rescue her.
Even if no one else came, Lu Jinye would come, so she was not worried about dying here.
Qiao Wanyan lowered her eyes and looked at the fire. She threw in a few pieces of wood, which made crackling sounds.
When Jiang Qiyun came back, he saw her looking at the extinguished fire pitifully, as if wondering why the fire went out since she had clearly added more wood.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Qiyun walked over and looked at the wet wood in the fire, and understood.
"My dear Miss, don't you have any common sense? How can wet wood burn?"
Qiao Wanyan remained silent.
Jiang Qiyun sighed and completely accepted his fate.
Qiao Wanyan is just a noble person who cannot survive without someone to take care of her. She is arrogant, willful, vicious and arrogant. He is unlucky and now he and her have to fend for themselves here.
The fire was reignited and the room became a little warmer.
After baking all night, Jiang Qiyun's cloak was already dry. Seeing her weak appearance, he threw the cloak on her unhappily.
"Hiss." Qiao Wanyan took a breath of cold air.
Jiang Qiyun immediately picked up the cloak again, waiting for her to yell at him for being blind, but after waiting for a long time, Qiao Wanyan didn't curse.
He was quite surprised, and this time he carefully put the cloak on her.
Qiao Wanyan said slowly, "You don't have eyes."
Jiang Qiyun: “….”
It was expected, but it came a little late. It was even more infuriating to hear.
Anyone who marries a woman like this will be in trouble for the rest of his life!
"A good man doesn't fight with a woman. I won't argue with you. I'll grill some fish later. You can just smell the smell."
Jiang Qiyun just went to the river to catch fish, but he only caught two small ones.
Qiao Wanyan said calmly, "I want to eat two."
Jiang Qiyun sneered, and Qiao Wanyan said slowly, "If you don't give it back to me, I will marry your sister Yihuan to the Minister of Rites as his second wife."
Jiang Qiyun was furious. "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? There is no one else here except you!"
Even if he killed her here, no one would know. Even if she was found later, he could just say that she died of illness due to severe injuries.
Qiao Wanyan glanced at him with an expression of undisguised sarcasm, stretching her neck provocatively, "Come, kill me."
If you wanted to kill him, you would have killed him long ago. Why would you let yourself get angry for so long?
"Okay, you just stay here and fend for yourself. I'll find a way out myself!"
Jiang Qiyun turned around with a dark face and walked out of the door, slamming it shut. The door was shaking and about to fall off.
The room suddenly became quiet. Qiao Wanyan was not in a hurry at all. She hesitated for a moment when looking at the two fish on the ground, but finally she resisted the urge to eat them.
It feels fishy and slippery. If you touch it with your hand, I guess the smell cannot be washed off even without bath beans.
After about an incense stick of time, the door of the thatched hut was opened.
Jiang Qiyun's hands and feet were almost numb from the cold. He left his only warm cloak to Qiao Wanyan and left on an impulse.
Now that he has returned, where is Qiao Wanyan, who was recuperating by the fire in the thatched hut?
Jiang Qiyun's heart skipped a beat; the person was gone!
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