After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

"Master Jiang, I know you are not afraid of death at all. You may even be looking forward to death, and you want to take a few people with you."

Jiang Hao sat down next to Jiang Huaiqing and put his hand on Jiang Huaiqing's right wrist: "But, have you ever heard of a human pig?"

Jiang Huaiqing trembled all over when he heard this.

What does this vicious and rebellious girl want to do?

Jiang Hao didn't care whether Jiang Huaiqing knew it or not. He checked his pulse and said, "This human pig, his hands and legs must be chopped off, his eyes must be dug out, his ears, nose, and tongue must be cut off, and his ears must be poked out to make him deaf... He can't hear, speak, or move, but he lives endlessly without knowing the light of day..."

Not to mention Jiang Huaiqing, even Xu Xing who was standing by couldn't help but tremble when he heard it.

In Dali, there is no such inhumane torture.

At least, not on the surface.

Jiang Hao took his hand back, wiped it with a handkerchief, and threw it on the table. He looked at Jiang Huaiqing with a playful look: "Although Lord Jiang is poisoned, I am here, so detoxification is not a problem. According to Lord Jiang's physical condition, he will have no problem living for another ten or eight years. When the time comes, I will turn the lady and the young master into human pigs, and put the three of you in pottery jars one by one, or throw you into the pigsty. I think your family of three will be willing. It's a pity, if Xiu'er was still alive..."

Jiang Huaiqing was dumbfounded.

He thought that being paralyzed and unable to speak was the ultimate misery, but it turned out that something even more miserable was waiting for him.

"Master Jiang, if you are willing to cooperate, I will really give you a quick death this time."

Jiang Huaiqing thought about it and finally blinked to show his agreement.

"Master Jiang, a man who knows the current situation is a hero."

Xu Xing took out the antidote.

Jiang Huaiqing looked at Xu Xing with resentful eyes and cursed him thousands of times in his heart.

He doesn't want to be a hero, he just wants to be free!

Jiang Huaiqing can speak again.

However, he was smart this time. He didn't make a fuss or curse, but waited quietly for Jiang Haowen.

"Who is telling the truth, you or Ji Yan?"

Jiang Huaiqing was slightly stunned.

"You said that I was the daughter of the deposed crown prince. But Ji Yan said that I was the daughter of the eldest branch of the Ji family, Jiang. Which of you... is telling the truth?"

Whose daughter is the original body?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huaiqing opened his mouth slightly and did not respond for a long time.

What does ginger good mean?

Not only Jiang Hao, but even Jiang Huaiqing is a little confused now.

"I adopted you from the wet nurse of the abandoned prince's mansion. Because the wet nurse is a relative of the Song family, I have seen her before, so I recognize you."

Jiang Huaiqing recalled the snowy night eighteen years ago.

At that time, Jiang seemed to have just been born, and was being carried by his nanny to escape in the imperial city. He missed the time to leave the city because of drunkenness, and was caught up in the curfew. He hid from place to place, and finally met the nanny and Jiang Hao who were also hiding.

The wet nurse was poisoned and fell in front of him without saying anything. She just handed him the baby in the cradle and a jade pendant.

He roughly guessed the identity of the baby, but instead of sending the baby to the yamen, he hid for a night, intending to take the child back to replace his own daughter.

It's because his own daughter is too old, it's not good for him to keep her at home.

Song was not very agreeable, so Jiang Huaiqing thought about taking this extraordinary baby back home first.

As a result, I met Xie Mingyuan early in the morning.

At that time, he was not familiar with Mr. Xie, but later Jiang Hao accidentally saved Xie Shian, and when he saw Xie Mingyuan again, he felt guilty...