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

Jiang Wantang understood that Ji Wuyuan really had murderous intentions at this moment.

She took a deep breath, slowly walked forward a few steps, and stood facing Ji Wuyuan.

Ji Wuyuan stared at Jiang Wantang coldly, only to see her raise her hand and place the dagger, which was flashing with cold light, across her slender neck.

The blade was pressed against the neck, and the sharp tip had almost embedded into the delicate skin, leaving a trace of bright red blood.

The action was performed without hesitation, with a determination to face death head-on.

When Ji Wuyuan and Xie Zhiyan saw this, their expressions changed and their pupils trembled.

Xie Zhiyan clenched his fists, feeling his heart in his throat.

Ji Wuyuan became more and more furious. Jiang Wantang was facing him. From his direction, he could clearly see the bloodstain oozing from her neck, which was shocking.

His breath hitched, the veins on his forehead throbbed rapidly, his hands holding the arrow tightened unconsciously, and the bowstring made a slight vibrating sound.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Jiang Wantang, his eyes red and his anger evident: "Are you threatening me?"

"For Jiang Huaizhou?"

There was a hint of gnashing of teeth in the cold and low voice.

"Yes." Jiang Wantang bit her lower lip, tears glistening in her already red eyes. She looked at Ji Wuyuan and said coldly, "If Your Majesty shoots an arrow, I will immediately commit suicide in front of you!"

After saying that, she applied a little more force to the dagger in her hand and pressed it against her neck, making the bloodstains more obvious.

Ji Wuyuan's heart trembled violently. Jiang Wantang's words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into his heart and stirring up his internal organs.

His hand froze in mid-air, and the arrow about to leave the bow seemed to have suddenly had all its strength drained away...

Actually, I've already softened my heart...

The moment the blade came close to her skin, he was already afraid.

Ji Wuyuan stared at Jiang Wantang without blinking, and his originally charming face was now full of indifference and determination, which made him feel a pang of pain in his heart.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the emotions surging in his heart, his voice still carrying a hint of coldness: "Tang'er, be obedient and put the knife down first."

"Your Majesty, please put down your bow and arrow first!" Jiang Wantang refused to give in.

Ji Wuyuan gritted his teeth and was about to put down the bow and arrow, but Jiang Huaizhou spoke before he could move.

"Ji Wuyuan, don't go too far!" He couldn't hide his anger, and said angrily, "If you want to kill me or cut me up, I, Jiang Huaizhou, will do whatever you want, but Tang'er is innocent!"

"She is a human being, why do you..."

Before he could finish his words, Ji Wuyuan interrupted him with a sneer.

He twitched the corners of his lips, his smile not reaching his eyes, his gaze cold and frightening: "Because she is my woman, my queen!"

"So what?" Jiang Huaizhou sneered, his words mocking: "Ji Wuyuan, you have so many women in your harem. A cold-blooded lunatic like you can't give them happiness at all."

"Besides using force to force her to obey and compromise, what else can you do?!"

"A man like you doesn't deserve her!"

After Jiang Huaizhou said these words, he felt a sense of relief in his heart, as if the resentment of being bullied and suppressed for days had finally found a breakthrough.

Xie Zhiyan's brows furrowed when he heard this, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Huaizhou.

At the same time, he withdrew his hand, which was on the weapon, ready to take action at any time.

Ji Wuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold and gloomy, and fell on Jiang Huaizhou, with a calm look that could see through people's hearts.

After a moment, he smiled disdainfully and ignored Jiang Huaizhou's shouting.

There's no time to lose in getting rid of him.

The most important thing right now is...

Ji Wuyuan put down the bow and arrow in his hand, turned to look at Jiang Wantang who still held the knife to his neck. Looking at the red scratch, his eyes darkened and he slowed down his tone and attitude.

He used a very gentle tone and threatening words: "Tang'er, it was my fault just now. I was too angry and my tone was a little harsh."

"Now, put down the knife and come over here before I get completely angry, okay?"

Jiang Wantang's heart tightened. Before she could say no, she heard him say, "Tang'er..."

Ji Wuyuan spoke in a nonchalant tone, even with a hint of a smile on his face. He looked gentle, but his words were chilling.

He said, "I don't want to hurt you, nor do I want to scare you, so don't force me to kill someone in front of you, okay?"

He knew the right measure very well, still pressing forward step by step, but no longer being aggressive.

By combining kindness and force, Jiang Wantang saw hope.

Jiang Wantang looked at the heavily surrounded Imperial Guards and fell silent...

She knew better than anyone that if Ji Wuyuan was really angered, no one would be able to escape tonight.

He put down the bow and arrow, which meant compromise.

As long as she obeys him and goes back with him, these people will not die for the time being.

Besides, she wanted to save her brother's life, not die together with him.

As long as her brother is alive, she still has a chance to save him.

Trying to get the skin of a tiger is essentially a game of chess.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Wantang put down the dagger in his hand, but had no intention of walking towards Ji Wuyuan.

She stood there, her red peach-shaped eyes, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes. There was a hint of stubbornness in her wet gaze as she looked straight at Ji Wuyuan.

Her eyes were red and she looked pitiful, as if she had suffered a lot of injustice.

It makes my heart tremble...

Ji Wuyuan's heart tightened. Looking at the red eyes and the tears that kept falling, he felt extremely distressed.

Without caring about anything else, he quickly dismounted and strode towards Jiang Wantang.

With a "clang" sound, the dagger in Jiang Wantang's hand was snatched away by Ji Wuyuan and thrown to the ground.

Then, he picked up Jiang Wantang sideways, and with a neat leap, he landed steadily on the horse's back with Jiang Wantang in his arms.

Ji Wuyuan sat upright on his horse, his eyes icy as he glanced at Jiang Huaizhou in front of him, and ordered in a deep voice: "Come here, bring the criminal Jiang Huaizhou..."

Before he could finish his words, the person in his arms clutched the front of his shirt, and the meaning was very clear: Jiang Huaizhou could not be dealt with.

Ji Wuyuan curled his lips and raised his hand to pat Jiang Wantang on the back to comfort her.

Then he spoke and continued, "Imprison him in the prison and keep him under strict guard. No one is allowed to approach without my order."

After saying that, he looked at Xie Zhiyan on the other side, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, his expression complex and dark.

However, Xie Zhiyan's gaze remained on the blood-stained dagger on the ground, and the look in his eyes was equally gloomy and unclear.