She also wanted to see him even more lost, so all her previous hesitations were gone, and now she only had the idea of using all means to get revenge on Chu Ling.
Jiang Wu heard Qingyang's voice continue to ring in her ears, every word clear.
"She is! She is your %e4%ba%b2 biological daughter. You and Liang Qian are Mo Yangzhou's daughter. He is your real husband. As for Chu Ling, he is just a robber. "
A robber who snatched other people's wives."
Mingzhu is her and Yang Zhou's daughter.
Jiang Wu saw pain, despair, and even prayer and love in the eyes of the man opposite him. The man who was always the best at hiding his emotions now showed no reservations, allowing her to easily see the treasure in his eyes.
Only there is no denial.
what to do? What should I do if Mingzhu is really my daughter? She forgot about her daughter.
Jiang Wu thought of the first time they met, the girl with a high fever calling out "Mother%e4%ba%b2" in a daze. He thought of Mingzhu's helplessness when she rescued Nian Yin from the water and was pushed away by him. He thought of her. The scars all over his body...
there were so many, they all came to mind at that moment.
Her heart began to feel a dull pain. As a bystander, she had witnessed the child's suffering and showed her meager sympathy.
But it turns out that real heartache is like this. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't even cry. Only every injustice she had suffered and every pain she had experienced had turned into a knife blade and pierced her heart.
What did she do to that child?
Jiang Wu turned around and looked for Mo Yangzhou, wanting to seek verification in his eyes.
The moment she turned her head, her skin lightly scratched the dagger, and blood immediately flowed down, but she felt no pain at all.
Mo Yangzhou just looked at her with worry, still not denying it.
The red blood on the woman's neck made Chu Ling no longer care about what Qingyang was saying. He was too confident and thought he had the Empress Dowager under his control, so he took hold of Qingyang.
But now, the crazy-looking woman has obviously lost all reason. Chu Ling's heart seemed to have stopped beating, lest the dagger accidentally penetrated another point.
"Princess Qingyang, this is a grudge between you and me. Jiang Wu has saved your life. Please let her go first."
Grudge?
Qingyang thought it was ridiculous. What he said lightly about grudges was the loss of power in the royal family, the unexplained death of her royal brother, and the self-inflicted poison of the queen mother.
hatred! Endless hatred and impotent anger were tearing at her heart, making her hands tremble.
She has nothing left, she has nothing to lose. As long as it makes Chu Ling suffer.
Sharp pain came from his neck, Qingyang tightened his strength again, Jiang Wu frowned subconsciously.
"Awu!" Two men's voices came together.
Chu Ling's expression finally became panicked, and her eyes, which had turned scarlet because of the killing just now, became even more terrifying.
Qingyang really knows how to kill Jiang Wu, and he doesn't dare to take any chances.
He can lure out the Gu for her and restore her memory. Everything is fine, but she can't make any mistakes.
"You let her go and I'll let you do whatever you want."
"Do you think I will believe your lies?" Qingyang seemed to have thought of something and smiled, "Why don't you kneel down and beg me first? I might I can believe you."
Jiang Wu closed his eyes slightly to hide his deep disappointment.
She didn't know that Qingyang was using her to deal with Chu Ling, but she still subconsciously thought that she wouldn't do anything to her.
This is not the Qingyang in her memory, and that’s right, her memory is wrong. The cheerful and bright woman in her memory, who always protects her, goes boating with her and solves her problems, is the woman she suppresses. The rare women in life who can breathe out may be fake.
Jiang Wu had no doubt that Qingyang would really kill him today.
She was disappointed that she had completely recognized this friendship at this moment and did not care about Chu Ling's reaction. Jiang Wu didn't think Chu Ling would do it for her...
"Okay."
However, such a voice came.
Jiang Wu was stunned. She looked over and saw that the man who had always been arrogant and seemed to be born to be aloof and overlooking everyone actually dropped the long sword in his hand.
"Okay." He said.
Outside the door were all his subordinates, standing in the courtyard one after another, but their eyes were all focused here. Dozens of pairs of eyes just looked at their master and knelt down without any hesitation.
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