Song Jiao's eyes flashed with a cold and crazy light, and she snorted coldly: "Pretending? Who told you I was pretending?"
She had been holding back for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that going mad innocently would cause the original owner to be questioned or criticized in such a crazy ancient time, she would have taken action long ago.
After all, the original owner wants to come back. If the original owner doesn’t come back, she really doesn’t care at all!
She suddenly stretched out her hand, tightly grasped the heavy jade seal beside her, and swung it fiercely towards Nangong Ze.
The jade seal drew a sharp arc in the air, accompanied by a strong sound of wind. Nangong Ze was frightened by this sudden attack and panicked. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.
"Bang!" The jade seal hit Nangong Ze heavily, and he immediately let out a shrill howl: "Ah--!" The sound was full of pain and fear, echoing throughout the palace.
Nangong Ze bent over in pain, covering the part that was hit tightly with both hands.
Song Jiao's face was distorted, revealing a sense of coldness and madness.
She slowly drew a sharp dagger from her waist, and a vicious and creepy smile appeared on her face.
She took steady and powerful steps, approaching Nangong Ze step by step, as if she was enjoying the atmosphere of fear and despair.
When she walked to Nangong Ze, her voice was cold and cruel: "It's bad enough that you have an affair with others, but you and Shen Yao actually want to kill me!" As soon as the words fell, the dagger in her hand flashed across Nangong Ze's face like lightning.
A bloody wound suddenly appeared on Nangong Ze's originally handsome face, with skin torn and flesh exposed, which was shocking.
Nangong Ze screamed in pain and instinctively raised his hands to cover his injured face.
Song Jiao didn't stop. She sneered and mocked, "You don't look thick-skinned! I saw you were so shameless before, I thought you were very thick-skinned!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the dagger in her hand turned a beautiful arc in the air and fell heavily on Nangong Ze's arm again.
A long wound appeared instantly, from the shoulder to the wrist, and blood gushed out.
Song Jiao gave Nangong Ze's hand a slight poke, and his tendons broke. His arm suddenly lost its strength and fell limply.
Then it was the left hand. Song Jiao swung the dagger again without mercy, and Nangong Ze's left hand suffered the same fate.
Next came her legs, wounds opened up on his body, blood staining his clothes red.
The people around were terrified. They originally thought that the daughter of the Zhenbei Marquis was a weak woman, but they didn't expect that she would be so strong and cruel when she was angry.
This is truly a case of a tiger father having a dog daughter!
Although Nangong Ze was also a martial artist, he was completely unable to fight back under Song Jiao's crazy attack.
He lay on the ground, groaning in pain, while Song Jiao stood in front of him, looking at him coldly, the dagger in her hand still dripping with blood.
The entire palace was filled with a solemn and terrifying atmosphere that made people shudder.
Shen Yue, who arrived later, hurried into the imperial study and saw the thrilling scene in front of him at a glance.
His eyes first fell on Song Jiao. Seeing that she was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense expression relaxed a lot.
"Fu'er, are you okay?" Shen Yue's voice was filled with deep concern.
He looked at Song Jiao standing there with a calm expression, the dagger in her hand still stained with blood, while Nangong Ze collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain, his body covered with wounds.
Song Jiao turned to look at Shen Yue, a cunning light flashed in her eyes: "Daddy, you can't kill this man directly, keep him for me to play with more!" Her words revealed a cynical attitude, as if she didn't care about the bloody scene in front of her.
After hearing what his daughter said, Shen Yue was a little surprised, but he still agreed repeatedly: "Do whatever you want!" He knew his daughter's temperament and methods very well, so at this moment he could only let her do what she wanted.
Afterwards, Shen Yue was busy ordering people to take Nangong Ze away for treatment, and specifically told them to keep him alive and not let him die.
Then he began to ask if anyone in his family was willing to inherit the throne.
However, everyone in the family expressed that they were unwilling to be trapped in the cage of the palace and would rather enjoy a free and easy life.
In the end, the position of emperor naturally fell on Shen Yue.
Those who had followed Song Jiao into the imperial study and witnessed her torture of Nangong Ze were still frightened at this moment and naturally did not dare to raise any objections.
They could only accept this reality calmly, and at the same time they felt deeply in awe of Song Jiao's methods.
A month later, Song Jiao entered the Princess's residence. During this month, Nangong Ze seemed to be hovering on the edge of life and death. Every time he was on the verge of death, Song Jiao would skillfully pull him back to the world. This torture was undoubtedly an endless torment for Nangong Ze.
The spring sunshine shines on the courtyard of the princess's mansion, and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, with pink and white intertwined, like a fairyland.
Song Jiao sat in the courtyard, quietly admiring this rare beauty. She murmured softly, "You should see this beautiful scene."
The warm sunlight shone on her body. Perhaps it was too comfortable. She leaned on the stool and fell asleep without realizing it.
In this brief dream, she may have found a moment of peace.
A few minutes later, Chen Yufu opened her eyes again, a trace of confusion in her eyes. Seeing Liu'er beside her with a worried look on her face, she woke up from her dream and returned to reality. She looked at the spring scenery in the garden before her and smiled as brightly as a flower, as if all her sorrows had disappeared in that moment.
Liu'er considerately put a cloak on her and said, "Princess, it's windy! Don't catch a cold." This caring reminder made Song Jiao feel warm.
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