Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

"Wuwuwuwu——" Chen Gongzheng shook his head desperately, wanting to speak, but all his words were swallowed up by the dry grass.

Ren Baozhi didn't care what Chen Gongzheng said. She stepped on his bleeding forehead, spun around vigorously, and continued to ask, "Does it feel good to be stepped on and bullied?"

"Ah, ah, ah—" Chen Gongzheng cried out in pain, his clothes soaked with sweat.

He curled up in pain at Ren Baozhi's feet, his whole body twitching.

"Why don't you speak?" Ren Baozhi asked knowingly, and rubbed the bleeding wound on his forehead several times.

Chen Gongzheng's face was covered in blood and tears, and the dry grass and dust on the ground were mixed with the blood and tears, which was a terrifying sight.

He had lost all his strength and was now just a piece of meat that could be slaughtered at will.

But at a certain moment, he suddenly exerted force and slammed into the wall with all his might.

Ren Baozhi quickly hooked the man back with his legs and stepped hard on his chest.

"Want to die? It's not that easy," Ren Baozhi lowered her head, curling the corners of her lips. "The night is long, why rush?"

Chen Gongzheng looked at Ren Baozhi's cruel smile and trembled all over. Only now did he understand what it meant to be unable to live or die.

Ren Baozhi finally squatted down as if to offer alms, and whispered in a voice so low it was almost a whisper: "Let's have some fun."

As soon as he finished speaking, the snowflakes outside the house danced wildly in the biting winter wind, like thousands of white blades, cutting the night into pieces.

Chen Gongzheng's howling continued until late at night, gradually weakening and finally becoming silent.

His limbs were twisted horribly, and his face was covered in blood and tears, making it impossible to see what he looked like in life.

There were blood marks on his body left by the scimitar. Chen Lanyue and Yunjia had several whip marks on their bodies, and the knife marks on his body were twice as many as theirs.

The small room was filled with the smell of blood.

Ren Baozhi got tired of playing, so she yawned and cut his throat with a machete.

Before Chen Gongzheng breathed his last, his eyes were filled with relief.

Blood, blood all over the floor, so red.

When Chen Gongzheng died completely, Ren Baozhi's rationality, which had been controlled by emotions, seemed to finally return.

Her face was also covered in blood. She opened her eyes, but dared not look at the unrecognizable corpse on the ground.

Perhaps it was because the smell of blood was too strong, or it was a psychological effect, but Ren Baozhi couldn't help but bend over and retch.

But my stomach is empty and I can't vomit anything.

"What a coward," the man in black rolled over and lay facedown on the bed, his chin resting on his hands, his eyes fixed on Chen Gongzheng's corpse. "There was no method in the cut, not to mention any aesthetic appeal. It really did my scimitar a disservice."

Outside, snow was falling heavily, and the snow was getting heavier. A pitch-black bird in the woods couldn't stand the cold, so it flapped its wings and flew away from the branch.

Ren Baozhi walked out of the hut, feeling exhausted. She leaned against the door and slowly sat down.

Her heart was beating like a drum and her breathing was unsteady.

The room was so quiet that she could hear the faint breathing of Chen Lanyue and Yunjia, but she could not hear a single move of the man in black.

Soon, the door opened from the inside, and the man in black was wiping the scimitar in his hand with his head down: "It's done."

Ren Baozhi glanced into the room, then looked back at the man in black: "What's so special about my blood to the Gu worm in your body?"

The man in black said without even raising his head: "Come here, I'll tell you."

Ren Baozhi was still on guard. The man in black was still holding a scimitar in his hand, so she didn't dare to get too close to him.

Seeing this, the man in black calmly continued to wipe the scimitar until it regained its former brightness. She then walked slowly to Ren Baozhi, casting a shadow in front of her.

She slowly squatted down and looked into Ren Baozhi's eyes. Her pair of eyes, with extremely deep color, were so close that it was impossible to avoid them.

Ren Baozhi didn't move at all, just looked at her steadily, looking into her dark eyes.

The man in black slowly approached Ren Baozhi's ear, and his warm breath passed through the mask, brushing against her skin faintly, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

"The person following you is one of Li Qixi's 'shadows' - Goshawk."

Ren Baozhi's pupils constricted in an instant, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

After bringing Chen Lanyue and Yunjia back to the princess's mansion, Ren Baozhi was exhausted that night. She was extremely sleepy, but she didn't dare to close her eyes. She just stared at the flickering candlelight and thought to herself.

[Are you okay?] The system asked.

"Not very good," Ren Baozhi answered truthfully.

【Do you need my help? 】

"Thank you for your kindness. I would rather be alone for a while."

[Okay, if you need anything, you can always tell me.] The system said this and then fell silent.

Chen Gongzheng's body was still in the room. A fifth-rank official suddenly disappeared without a trace, which would make anyone suspicious.

She knew Chen Lanyue's character. If the government officials really came to interrogate her, she would definitely not be able to hide it.

Although the traces of the crime have been erased, a little investigation will show that the three women who had the last contact with Chen Gongzheng are still the biggest suspects.

She stood up, pounded her aching forehead vigorously, took out the volume of "Tang Law Commentary" which she had not read for a long time, and searched for the content she wanted.

The book records that if a son kills his father, it is a serious crime of "evil and rebellion" and is listed among the "Ten Evils". The "Ten Evils" have always been "unforgivable".

If the truth comes out, then only death awaits her.

Unable to sleep anyway, she flipped through the scroll again and again. Every page was written in a high-sounding manner, talking about benevolence, righteousness, and morality.

But Ren Baozhi could tell from the words that the whole book was filled with words about: royal authority, divine authority, paternal authority, and paternal authority.

Suddenly, these words were separated and disrupted in front of her eyes, and finally combined into two darker and larger fonts - Patriarchy.

These two words were too big and too heavy, weighing down Ren Baozhi so much that she couldn't straighten her back or breathe.

It seemed as if the whole world was shrouded in these two words, and she was in it, with nowhere to escape.

My thoughts were too confused. Sometimes I thought of Chen Lanyue and her son, sometimes I thought of Chen Gongzheng, and sometimes I thought of the goshawk.

After staring blankly for a long time, Ren Baozhi threw open the book, stood up from the desk, wrapped himself in a cloak, and pushed open the door.

She walked aimlessly in the yard like a headless fly, unable to tell the direction of the road ahead and not knowing where she wanted to go.

The depression that had originally dissipated tightened around his heart again after he was sure that the person following him was sent by Li Qixi.

The depression was hard to dissipate, and this feeling like something stuck in her throat made her want to scream and vent without caring about anything.

She pounded her chest hard and gasped for breath, but it seemed that no matter what she did, the air in her chest could not go down or dissipate.

She felt like a clown on the stage, performing tricks self-righteously, but she didn't know that she had already been placed on the stage, and her every move was seen clearly and distinctly by everyone.