And all this was due to Lin Yiwan's arrival.

Why did she stand by and watch him die?

She spoke without hesitation, "Lin Yiwan, if you come out, will you allow your husband to commit such a cruel and atrocious act? Aren't you worried that you and your wife will be infamous for eternity?"

A chill suddenly flashed across Zhan Yan's stern face. When death was imminent, she still dared to yell at Wanwan?

She is so brave!

Wanwan was extremely tired and pregnant, and she must not be disturbed in the slightest.

He quickly looked at the soldiers who were about to line up and said, "Go cut off her tongue and don't let her make any more noisy noises!"

The soldier was suddenly embarrassed: "My Lord, my sword is a bit blunt, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cut!"

A cold sneer flashed across Zhan Yan's lips, and he murmured softly, "Only when a blunt knife cuts her flesh will it hurt!"

After receiving his order, the soldier naturally put the long knife into Luo Yan's mouth.

She shook her head vigorously to get rid of it, and asked in horror: "What are you doing?"

The soldier replied in disgust, "Who allowed you to disturb our Marquis's wife's rest? The Marquis is tired of your screaming and wants to cut off your tongue!"

Luo Yan was trembling violently. How dare he?

How dare he fight Yan?

Before she could even utter a word, the blunt knife had already pierced her tongue.

"Ah!" She let out a shrill scream.

Every time the blunt knife cut her, her whole body twitched, until finally, she could no longer bear it and fainted with her eyes rolled back.

The soldier looked at Zhan Yan somewhat helplessly. He hadn't finished cutting yet?

The blunt knife was embedded inside and couldn't be pulled out.

Zhan Yan ordered, "Wake her up with cold water. If you think her teeth are getting in the way, just pull them out!"

The soldier did not hesitate and quickly took cold water to pour cold water on Luo Yan.

She never expected that when she opened her eyes again, the blunt knife would continue to cut her tongue. What made her even more horrified was that her teeth were gone!

Zhan Yan is really too cruel!

Luo Yan felt hopeless and couldn't help but envy Old Han. It would be such a happy thing to die in the flowing mud.

She could no longer remember how many times she had been stabbed. She fell to the ground like a rag doll soaked in blood, dying.

When she saw Deputy General Zuo coming in front of her, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Come on, come on, please give me a quick death!

However, his knife did not stab her, but stabbed his own arm instead.

Blood gushed out, and the soldiers' expressions suddenly changed drastically: "Deputy General Zuo, why are you doing this?"

Zuo Guangyao said with a pale face: "I am repenting to the Marquis with this knife. Because I didn't know how to judge people, I almost caused a disaster. I deserve it!"

Zhan Yan didn't say anything, nor did he say whether he forgave him or not!

He then stabbed a second time, and spoke with difficulty, "I am no longer worthy of being the deputy general beside the Marquis. From now on, I am willing to become a soldier and continue to serve in the Yan army. I hope the Marquis will take me in!"

Everyone knows that positions in Yan's army are won through military merit. To be able to reach the position of deputy general, one must have been through life and death with Zhan Yan and have a very deep relationship with him.

If I start as a soldier again, now that there is no more war, I am afraid I will never be able to get promoted in this life.

Will Zhan Yan really agree?

Zuo Guangyao was kneeling on the ground, blood flowing down his arms.

After a long while, Zhan Yan finally spoke coldly, "You are self-aware, and I am not unreasonable. As long as you can capture Ye Tianqing, the Lord of Lingnan City, alive this time, then this deputy general position will still be yours!"

Zuo Guangyao's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Lord!"

Zhan Yan nodded and said, "Go down and heal your wounds first. Don't show up in front of me these few days, or you'll be an eyesore!"

Zuo Guangyao left with his head hung, completely ending Luo Yan's thoughts of seeking a quick death.

Her consciousness was already groggy at this time, and she could no longer feel the pain all over her body. Instead, she felt a sense of relief that she was about to be relieved.

She finally didn't have to suffer anymore. If she wasn't well-fed and well-fed, she really didn't know what the point of living in this world was.

Just die, it’s better to die!

In a trance, she seemed to see Luo Feng appear in front of her. He said with disdain: "Luo Yan? You have come to this day too? How does it feel to be stabbed by a thousand people?"

She thought to herself, it doesn’t matter, she just wants to get away with it!

He then continued, "You've always been so arrogant and proud. You think you're the most noble lady in the dynasty, and that you can only marry the supreme emperor. But now, you've been possessed by an old man. Luo Yan, you're such a lowly person!"

Luo Yan's teeth were bared, her eyes were cracked. Wasn't it because of him that she had fallen to such a lowly state? Because of his long-dead mother!

She widened her eyes in anger and tried to reach out to strangle Luo Feng's neck, but in the end she didn't have the strength to lift her arms.

She exhaled with difficulty, her head tilted, and she was no longer able to breathe.

At this time, Zhan Yan said: "Since she is dead, let her be buried with her man!"

Luo Yan never expected that even though she had turned into a corpse, she would still be buried with the person she hated the most.

It was said to be a joint burial, but they simply dug a hole and buried the two together.

As for whether they would be eaten by wild beasts, that was not something they worried about.

At this time, Lin Yiwan was still sleeping soundly. Carrying the little life in her arms, she was really tired.

When she opened her eyes and woke up, it was already the next morning.

Next to him, Zhan Yan was flipping through a military book. He was wearing a solemn black brocade robe, which made his face look even more handsome.

Lin Yiwan couldn't help but stare at him in a daze. She had to admit that her master really had a good-looking face.

If he hadn't had a hidden illness, I'm afraid the title of Marquis's wife would not have fallen on her.

I think his brother who is the emperor will find him a noble lady from a wealthy family, right?

Noticing her scrutiny, Zhan Yan couldn't help but ask, "Madam, have you seen enough?"

She propped up her cheek and replied, "Looking at a beauty under the lamp, the more I look, the more I can't take my eyes off her."

He suddenly came over and got into her quilt and said, "Well, how about a closer look?"

She shuddered suddenly all over. Her body was different now, so she couldn't indulge herself and act recklessly.

She quickly struggled to get up: "No, I haven't washed yet, and I've slept for so long, I'm already very hungry, can you bear it?"

He reached out and tapped her nose: "I was just teasing you. Look how scared you are. I've got some hot porridge warming up on the stove for you. Hurry up and wash up, and I'll bring it over to you!"

Lin Yiwan immediately put on her clothes and washed her face and rinsed her mouth with warm water.

But she really doesn't know how to comb her hair, and she misses Ling'er's skillful hands so much.

Seeing her flustered look, Zhan Yan couldn't help but ask: "How about I comb your hair for you?"

Lin Yiwan frowned: "How can that be possible? You can hold a knife or a sword with your hands, but how can you hold a wooden comb?"

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