Taking the blame for the fake daughter: After being released from prison, she went on a killing spre

After the guests left, Xiao Ji Chen returned to his and Su Yunling's bedroom.

Su Yunling was taking off her hairpins in front of the mirror, and saw the man coming up behind her through the reflection of the mirror.

"What do you think of today's assassination?" He looked at her in the mirror.

Su Yunling smiled, "If I say that it is most likely that woman directed and acted in this incident herself, would you believe it?"

Xiao Jichen picked up her comb and turned it between his fingertips, "My lady and I share the same opinion."

Su Yunling was stunned for a moment. This man was really sober enough.

If every man had a brain like his, how could women fight with each other?

Think about the group I faced at the Su family before, and Xiao Nanchuan... they were all blind.

It's hard to survive a day with those people.

"If it was really Li Rongrong who directed and acted this out herself, she was really willing to do it. She wanted you to owe her a favor so that she could use the life-saving grace to control you. But who knew you were such a heartless person."

"Who do you say has no conscience?" Xiao Ji Chen's eyes dimmed.

"Of course it's you! People were injured so badly in order to save you, but you just ignored them and left them alone in the empty room."

"I think you are the one who has no conscience, right? Who am I doing this for?"

Xiao Ji Chen smiled, his hands moved down along her shoulders and into her armpits.

Su Yunling was so stimulated by the sudden itch that she begged for mercy:

“Stop…stop scratching, it’s itchy…hahahaha…”

Xiao Ji Chen refused to give in and rubbed his calloused fingertips back and forth on her smooth skin.

“Who has no conscience?”

Su Yunling laughed so hard that tears came out, "It's me... I have no conscience..."

"Boom--" Because she struggled too violently, her dressing stool tilted and she fell down with it.

Xiao Ji Chen was quick-witted and quick-handed. He stretched out his long arms and tried to bring her into his arms, but he was pulled down by her due to inertia.

"Bang——" The moment he fell to the ground, his head hit the ground heavily, while she fell on his chest, so she was unharmed.

She got up from him, but found that the man on the ground didn't move at all.

"Xiao Junyang?" She suddenly panicked and reached out to pat his face gently.

Still no movement.

She reached out to feel his breath again, and after confirming that he was not breathing, she really panicked.

"Xiao Junyang, don't scare me!"

She hurriedly knelt on the ground, took out the silver needle and prepared to rescue him. However, before the needle was inserted, Xiao Ji Chen opened his eyes.

Before she could change her expression, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards his chest. She tried to lift her face as she fell, so that their lips were just a finger's distance apart.

As their breaths intertwined, the two could clearly feel each other's heartbeat rhythm.

He reached out his other hand and cupped the back of her head, and her soft lips fell on his slightly cool lips.

My breath suddenly became hot.

The two of them started out by just trying their luck, then became deeply entangled and indulged in each other's love.

This kiss seems to last forever...

Outside the window, a black shadow flashed silently and finally stopped in Li Rongrong's yard.

Li Rongrong was sitting alone by the window, quietly reviewing what went wrong today.

She knew that Su Yunling and Xiao Jichen had a deep relationship, and he would definitely not rest in her yard on their wedding night.

Therefore, she arranged this self-torture tactic to keep Xiao Ji Chen in her room and create a rift between Su Yunling and Xiao Ji Chen.

This was the first step to break them up, but it was obvious that Xiao Ji Chen was different from other men. In his eyes, there seemed to be no other woman except Su Yunling.

The window was pushed open a crack, and the man's voice was cold and low, even with a hint of anger that could not be concealed:

"Aren't you very good at dealing with men? Why did you let Xiao Jichen go to her place?" Li Rongrong was startled. After confirming the identity of the person who came, she immediately explained: "I will find a way to snatch the prince from the prince's wife. Please give me some more time."

"You'd better keep your word, or you'll have to go back to that filthy place..."

The man's voice drifted away, but it was still like densely packed needles, piercing into Li Rongrong's heart.

The next day, Su Yunling woke up in Xiao Jichen's arms. Before leaving for Beijing, she still had some important things to do.

The carriage passed through the streets and alleys and finally stopped in front of an old house. A shirtless man in the yard was pouring water into a water tank. Seeing Su Yunling and his group appear at the door, he immediately put down the bucket in his hand and came over to greet them.

"You are here, my lord?"

"Where are the others?" Su Yunling asked calmly.

"In the inner room. You can barely get out of bed. I'll take you in." The man quickly put on his coarse clothes and enthusiastically took Su Yunling into a sunny room on the east side.

There was a bed, a simple wardrobe and an octagonal table placed by the window in the room. That was all there was.

The sunlight poured in through the window, shining on the thin face of the man on the bed.

After Linglan saw the man's appearance, she was so frightened that she covered her mouth hurriedly. "Isn't he... isn't he the second son of the Su family?"

Yes, the person lying on the bed was the "deceased" Su Zhiyuan.

Hearing the noise, Su Zhiyuan opened his eyes, then slowly turned his head to look at the door.

After making sure that the person coming was Su Yunling, his throat choked and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Lingling..." Su Zhiyuan's throat was like a dried-up well, hoarse and dry.

"Don't call me so intimately, we're not that familiar." Su Yunling interrupted his self-admiration coldly.

"You saved me, didn't you?"

When Su Zhiyuan went to find Su Yunling, she knew that Su Yueying would soon take action against him.

Although the three brothers of the Su family do not deserve sympathy, Su Yueying is even more hateful.

She gave Su Zhiyuan a pill that could protect his heart at the moment of death, and strengthened the surveillance of Su Yueying.

When Su Hanyu went out to ask for a doctor for Su Zhiyuan, Su Yunling sent in the doctor who had been bribed in advance.

After Su Yueying instigated Su Hanyu to beat Su Zhiyuan, he was not actually dead, but the doctor lied according to Su Yunling's instructions.

The so-called autopsy performed by the coroner later was naturally fake, except for the fact that Su Zhiyuan suffered serious internal injuries.

Su Yunling arranged him to stay in this small courtyard, and it took him more than two months of recuperation with medication before he recovered.

"I saved your life not because of our brother-sister relationship. After all, there is only hatred and no affection between us. Besides, the best way to avenge someone is never to let him die happily, but to let him live, live in pain, live with guilt."

Su Zhiyuan's already limited strength seemed to be drained away in an instant, and he kept muttering, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"I'm not here to listen to your confession. Since you've survived, go and deal with the grudge between you and Su Yueying yourself!"

"You put the third brother in jail just to avenge us for sending you to take the blame for Su Yueying, right?" Su Zhiyuan thought a lot after waking up. Otherwise, why did she arrange for him to die in a fake way when she obviously had a more direct way to save him?

Su Yunling chuckled: "Yes! Do you know how desperate and helpless I was when you guys pushed me into prison? I still remember Su Jingyi's slap and Su Hanyu's cold eyes! Have you forgotten them?"