The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

The man in black rolled on the ground in pain, screaming.

Jiang Wantang stepped on the black-clothed man's chest and said coldly, "Speak or not?"

Her voice was icy cold, like a demon from hell.

The man in black instinctively shrank back, he gritted his teeth, and still refused to make a sound.

Jiang Wantang sneered, his laughter filled with mockery and disdain: "Do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't tell me?"

As she spoke, she stepped slightly harder on the black-clad man's chest...

The next moment, there were a few crisp "crackling" sounds, accompanied by the painful and shrill wails of the man in black.

Jiang Wantang stepped on several of his ribs and broke them...

The man in black's body twitched in pain, and the expression on his face was distorted to the point of being almost hideous due to the severe pain.

However, Jiang Wantang had no intention of stopping. She immediately stabbed the dagger into the black-clad man's abdomen. Her movements were swift and brutal, not giving him any chance to breathe.

The dagger entered the abdomen and made another circle inside...

The man in black suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes filled with fear and despair, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and unclear sounds came from his throat.

Jiang Wantang looked at him with a smile that became even more charming and devilish: "Why, you can't stand it?"

Her voice was soft, but the words she spoke were extremely cruel: "What if I told you that I would cut you open and rip out your heart, liver, spleen, stomach, lungs... one by one, right in front of you?"

"If you don't hand over the antidote, every piece of flesh on your body will suffer..."

After saying that, she pulled out a transparent bottle from her small coarse cloth bag. It was filled with centipedes, scorpions, poisonous ants, and spiders. She was about to open it and pour the liquid into the wound on his abdomen...

The Dali Temple guards around all opened their pupils wide. Although they had seen all kinds of bloody interrogation scenes, this was the first time they had seen such cruel and direct methods as Jiang Wantang's.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Compared to the woman in front of him, his master Xie's reputation as the most cruel official in Dasheng seemed undeserved...

The man in black's pupils trembled, and he was filled with fear. He began to struggle violently, making incoherent noises.

His body was pinned down, and he frantically raised his head to indicate the direction of his thigh.

Jiang Wantang understood what he meant, put away the bottle in his hand, pulled out the dagger and was about to cut the clothes on the black-clad man's thigh.

Zhao Hu, who was standing by, saw this and hurried forward to stop him, saying, "Sir, please let me handle this kind of vulgar matter. You can just give the instructions."

Jiang Wantang said nothing after hearing this and threw the blood-stained dagger in his hand to Zhao Hu who was standing beside him.

Zhao Hu quickly cut open the entire trouser leg of the man in black, revealing only ordinary thigh flesh. He looked towards Jiang Wantang.

Jiang Wantang narrowed his eyes upon seeing this and said in a deep voice, "Cut the meat open."

Zhao Hu did as he was told. The dagger cut through his flesh, but no blood flowed out. His pupils trembled, and it turned out to be a layer of fake flesh.

Then he cut open the flesh and found a small white porcelain bottle hidden inside.

Jiang Wantang took the porcelain bottle handed to her by Zhao Hu, opened it, and found brown pills inside.

She looked at the man in black and asked coldly, "Is this the antidote?"

The man in black nodded in unbearable pain.

Afterwards, Jiang Wantang had someone feed one pill into the man in black's mouth first. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, he put the porcelain bottle away.

She looked at Zhao Hu and said solemnly, "Take him back and have someone take good care of him."

Zhao Hu nodded and immediately ordered someone to take the man in black away.

Jiang Wantang looked at him, his tone becoming a little colder: "You go in person."

"But I..." Zhao Hu wanted to say that his first priority was to protect her.

Besides, it’s just a prisoner. There are so many people in the Dali Temple, so there is no need for him to go there in person.

But before he could finish his words, Jiang Wantang said, "He is not from our Dasheng."

"Keep an eye on him and wait for your parents to deal with him."

At this time, the sky had gradually turned pale, and under the dim light, Jiang Wantang's pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with coldness.

Zhao Hu looked at her, stunned for a moment, and then instantly understood the importance of the matter.

After saying that, Jiang Wantang didn't delay any longer, turned around and walked quickly towards the village.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, and her whole body exuded a powerful aura.

After this incident, all the men present were impressed by her.

It is no longer a matter of status, but admiration and awe from the bottom of my heart.

After returning, Jiang Wantang went straight into the village and handed the antidote to several doctors, asking them to check it and develop some more.

Xie Zhiyan was feeding porridge to the little girl he rescued. When he saw Jiang Wantang walk in, he was shocked.

He quickly put down the bowl in his hand and walked towards Jiang Wantang with the support of Zhang Long.

The latter saw him and walked towards him.

A dozen steps away, Xie Zhiyan stopped and said in a deep voice, "Don't come any closer."

Jiang Wantang smiled, her eyes curved in a sly smile, and walked towards him step by step.

Xie Zhiyan felt his heart tremble, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned pale: "You..."

"What am I talking about, Mr. Xie?" Jiang Wantang's smile deepened. "Don't worry, it's not contagious."

"This is not a plague, someone has poisoned it."

"I've found the person who poisoned me and the antidote." Jiang Wantang paused, looking at Xie Zhiyan frankly, tilting his head slightly, and smiling bewitchingly: "I said, Master Xie will definitely live a long life..."

Xie Zhiyan's heart was beating so fast, so fast that he could even feel the sound.

His eyelashes trembled as he looked at Jiang Wantang's beautiful face and her dark pupils, the color of which was bottomless.

Does she know what such firm and sincere words mean to a man in this situation?

This means that he will never be able to let go in his lifetime...

So, the seeds hidden in the heart, which had taken root and sprouted at who knows when, grew wildly because of love and bloomed into a tree full of flowers.

Afterwards, several people returned to the tent to discuss the "plague".

Jiang Wantang told Xie Zhiyan everything that had happened and why she had discovered it.

Zhang Long, who was standing by, was dumbfounded.

He couldn't imagine that a woman could have such powerful analytical, insightful and resourceful abilities in a critical moment.

Jiang Wantang was so calm, rational and decisive, which was beyond Xie Zhiyan's expectations.

The little girl seemed to have grown up a lot overnight. She remained calm in the face of danger and became cool and steady.

She is no longer the Jiang Wantang who was cautious and dependent on others when she first entered the palace.

She has grown and become stronger.

I can stand on my own...