After Wan Jinqiu heard that Jiang Fengjun was coming, she sat quietly on the couch with her eyebrows lowered, unlike those girls who had just entered Lefang who were looking for life and death.
"I know." She looked calm.
The madam was delighted, as she had always liked this kind of girl who knew the current affairs.
As soon as the madam left the room, Jiang Fengjun walked up to Wan Jinqiu and looked down at her.
"Raise your head and look at me." He said in a deep voice.
Wan Jinqiu remained unmoved, her expression calm as she stared at the embroidery on the pillow.
Jiang Fengjun pursed his lips, and after a while, he suddenly grabbed the woman's neck and forced her to raise her head: "I have never been patient with women!"
Wan Jinqiu gasped for breath, and the storm surged in her eyes until she finally fell silent.
"Do you know how a prostitute should serve a man?"
She slowly smiled in her shackles. It was different from the coquettishness of ordinary women, but contemptuous and mocking, as if she was laughing at him - laughing at him, a dignified governor, was nothing more than that, how was he different from a country man?
The smile was frozen on her face, and her hands slowly moved to her chest, untied the ribbon, and slid her skirt down smoothly.
Wan Jinqiu smiled sadly: "Is this what the adults said?"
The contempt in her eyes was as real as Jiang Fengjun's eyes were cold and he stepped forward. Wan Jinqiu stared at the bed curtain with dead eyes, put her arms around the man's neck, and the silver hairpin she held in her hand suddenly fell off!
Jiang Fengjun was always cautious and suspicious, so he got up in time when the silver hairpin pierced his neck, but even so, a long blood mark still appeared on his neck.
Wan Jinqiu missed the target and stabbed himself in the heart instead, his movements were not slow, as if he was determined to die.
Jiang Fengjun was completely irritated. He narrowed his eyes, grabbed the lapel of her clothes and pushed her out. The tea set on the table fell to the floor, and she was lying on the ground among broken porcelain, covered in blood, and the hatred in her eyes was strong.
Jiang Fengjun stared at these eyes, wishing to dig them out and crush them severely. He lowered his body and took out a knife studded with gems in his hand: "If you want to die, I will help you."
The blade gradually approached and was about to fall. Wan's mother, who was eager to protect her daughter, suddenly broke in. Her eyes were broken, and she lifted a bench and raised it above her head: "Beast!"
The stool fell heavily. Jiang Fengjun turned around in time to avoid the stool. He swung the dagger in his hand and plunged it into the woman's heart.
Blood splattered.
"Auntie——" Wan Jinqiu struggled to get up, but was kicked by him and fell on her back among the broken porcelain.
Jiang Fengjun casually picked up the silver hairpin on the ground and walked slowly towards Wan Jinqiu. Since she didn't know good from evil, don't blame him for not knowing how to show mercy to women.
His eyes were sinister, and the blood on his neck was dripping from the wound. Jiang Fengjun lowered his head, looked at Madam Wan in front of him, and sneered coldly: "Wan Jinqiu, the daughter of the guilty minister, let Liu Ruyan go first, and murdered the governor later.
The official wanted to protect himself and accidentally killed him."
He was about to take action, but then he stopped and looked down, only to see the dying Wan's mother hugging his official boots, with a look of death on her face, and she kept urging: "Run - run away - run away -
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Wan Jinqiu's eyes flashed with pain, she struggled to stand up, gritted her teeth and ran towards the door.
Jiang Fengjun lowered his eyes, suddenly kicked Wan away, and then walked towards Wan Jinqiu without stopping. He walked very fast and caught up with her in an instant. At the same time, he raised his hand and stabbed her back with the blood-stained silver hairpin.
The sudden pain made her unstable and she finally fell to the ground.
Jiang Fengjun looked at her condescendingly, watching her breath gradually weakening, and the blood overflowing from her back seeping into the carpet endlessly. Jiang Fengjun leaned down and said slowly: "I originally wanted to support Wan Sima, but he is just like you.
They all don’t know how to appreciate others and are seeking their own death.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Wan Jinqiu suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at the person in front of her.
Hatred, hatred, sorrow, and emotions are intensely intertwined and can only turn into unwillingness as life goes by.
She...is not willing to give in!
Jiang Fengjun watched her lying there motionless with cold eyes. He straightened up, straightened his clothes, walked slowly outside the house, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Time passed slowly. I don't know how long it had passed before there was movement in the room again.
A man dressed as an entourage pushed a wooden wheelchair to Wan Jinqiu. He leaned over and felt his pulse, and exclaimed: "Young Master, you are still alive!"
Sitting on the wheelchair was a young man, dressed in simple plain-colored cloth. He lowered his face after hearing the words, his brows and eyes were quiet, which was incompatible with the mess in the room.
Wan Jinqiu heard the sound and struggled to open his eyes. In the haze, a man stared quietly.
"Help me——" As she muttered, blood spilled from her lips, "Help me——"
The common man's eyes were filled with emotion: "Why are you saving me?"
Wan Jinqiu's empty eyes suddenly glowed with brilliance, and the hatred was as thick as the angry sea surging under the floating clouds.
She lay in a pool of blood, repeating over and over again: "I don't want to die - I can't die yet - I can't -"
She repeated it until her voice weakened.
The clothed man closed his eyes and said in a voice so soft that it was inaudible: "Ants still live in vain, let alone a human being."
He moved his fingers slightly, and many small black bugs appeared around him. They flew to Wan Jinqiu's body and crawled into the flesh and blood along the wound. Before long, a little blood appeared on her pale face, and her chest rose and fell.
Upon seeing this, the subordinates who were accompanying him immediately bent down and picked up Wan Jinqiu, while asking for instructions: "The Wangfeng Tower was missed, and both the piano master Dong Qingxian and Xuan Kunyin are missing. Young Master, do you want to continue to investigate?"
"No need." The commoner man's voice was indifferent, and when he lowered his eyes, a trace of pity appeared in his eyebrows, "Pixiu Seal has appeared in this world, let Jin Buhuan go to Yongshan and make a decision."
"Here——"
At dawn, Liu Ruyan woke up from her sleep.
She brought up the system screen with a feeling, and found that just below the character bar, Wan Jinqiu's loyalty value was displayed as unknown.
Wan Jinqiu had been kind to her, so why did things change overnight? She had been away from Jinyang City for a long time, and she didn't know what happened there, or whether Lady Wan had encountered any danger.
Her eyes were heavy, looking into the distance...
When the morning sun fully rose, Liu Ruyan set out on the road again. According to the plot prompts, the next Xuankun Seal will appear near Yongshan, and those people may take action again.
She lowered her eyes, never expecting that the national jade seal that everyone in the world was flocking to would fall into Bai Man's hands. If she added the Xuankun Seal, soldiers, horses, and food, the entire Kyushu would be turned upside down.
However, Liu Ruyan vaguely felt that the truth was far more than that simple. The Xuankun Seal might also hide a secret that had been sealed for a long time.
The carriage galloped all the way to the southwest, usually sleeping in the wild at night. They would only enter the city when they needed to replenish water, food and herbs.
Another ten days passed like this, and the carriage slowly drove into Hua County.