The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

"In the past, when the king asked you to do something, did you ever do it well? When I asked you to collect taxes, you dared to embezzle money behind your father's back. When I asked you to lead troops to war, you surrendered when you saw that you were defeated."

"Yours?! Only the boos and jeers are yours! What else is yours?!"

This nominal elder brother of his only had a place in the Nanyue royal family because of his good family background. Otherwise, with all the bad things he had done over the years, he would have died many times!

Duan Xingkong felt a little angry and embarrassed when his weakness was pointed out.

He caught a glimpse of a pot of wine beside him, and without thinking, he reached out and grabbed it, wanting to throw it at Duan Xinghe.

However, just as he threw the wine jug, he felt a chill.

By the time he reacted, his right hand had already flown far away.

The wine jug he wanted to throw didn't touch Duan Xinghe at all.

Blood splattered everywhere from the severed hand.

Duan Jian, who was closest to him, had his face covered in blood.

The other brothers and sisters who were farther away had some blood on their faces and bodies.

The youngest sister was so frightened that she started screaming.

But when Duan Xinghe glanced at her, she immediately covered her mouth and dared not make any sound.

"what!!!"

Duan Xingkong's shouting finally rang out.

He never thought that he would lose an arm all of a sudden just because he wanted Duan Xinghe to shut up!

Duan Jian was also quite frightened.

In the past, he only knew that his daughter was capable and ambitious. This was the first time he knew that she was also cruel.

Judging from her efficient methods, she must have done similar things many times.

"Shut up!" Duan Xinghe frowned, "Brother, if you keep yelling, I don't mind cutting off your tongue again!"

"you……!"

Duan Xingkong thought of the way she swung the knife just now, and he forced himself to hold back the sound in his throat?

In just a short moment, he was sweating all over because he was trying to endure the pain.

"Brother, you could have made the choice with the other brothers and sisters. Those who want to stay in the capital to accompany our father should stay. The capital is prosperous, and everything is better than Nanyue. What's wrong with living in a place like this for the rest of your life?"

"It's a pity that you insist on doing unnecessary things." Duan Xinghe glanced at the wine spilled on the ground, "How dare you use such a cheap method! You are really a waste, no matter what you do!"

"Now, you have no chance to choose!" Duan Xinghe waved to his men, "Take the eldest master to the woodshed. According to the rules, three cuts and six holes. If he can still survive before we leave, forget it. If he dies, remember to find a place with better feng shui for the eldest master."

Upon hearing this, his subordinates roughly carried Duan Xingkong away.

For betrayers, they always use the punishment of three cuts and six holes, but one cut is in the heart, one cut is in the abdomen, and one cut is in the waist.

If these three places are pierced, it is almost impossible for anyone to survive.

Their master may look harmless at ordinary times, but when something really happens, she will never give the other party a second chance.

Duan Jian wanted to open his mouth to say something, but when his eyes met Duan Xinghe's, his words seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a single word.