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

Ji Wuyuan didn't say anything.

His brows were furrowed and his hands were clenched into fists, obviously trying to suppress his temper.

Jiang Wantang looked at him with a sneer, not taking it seriously.

Even a clay man still has some backbone, not to mention that the person he wants to kill is his own brother!

Jiang Wantang thought, instead of torturing and hurting each other slowly, it would be better to...end it sooner rather than later.

So she stood up and walked step by step to Ji Wuyuan.

Jiang Wantang looked at him straight, without any fear in her eyes, only deep coldness.

She spoke, her tone aggressive, "Why is your Majesty silent?"

"Did this concubine hit the nail on the head?"

Ji Wuyuan still said nothing.

His face was frighteningly dark, with veins bulging on his forehead, a sign of his extreme forbearance.

He tried his best to control his emotions and didn't want to argue with Jiang Wantang.

But Jiang Wantang didn't intend to let him deceive himself and pretend that everything was fine.

She became more and more demanding and refused to give in.

Jiang Wantang said nothing but Ji Wuyuan sneered.

Her voice gradually rose, and her tone became more sarcastic and sharp: "But I am a human being!"

"It's not a cat or dog you raise, it's just an obedient cat or dog!"

"I don't want to stay here. I want to go back to Changle Palace."

Every word Jiang Wantang said was like a sharp blade, piercing Ji Wuyuan's heart.

Every word is heartbreaking, filled with long-pent-up resentment and unwillingness.

Ji Wuyuan's face became gloomier and gloomier, and his expression became extremely ugly, but in the end, he restrained himself and let her vent her dissatisfaction.

Jiang Wantang deliberately tested his bottom line step by step.

It turned out that Ji Wuyuan was more tolerant of her than she had expected.

It seemed that as long as she didn't mention other men and didn't mean to escape from him, he would tolerate all her bad temper and bad words.

He wanted to imprison her, but he was also imprisoning himself...

Thinking of this, Jiang Wantang said calmly, "I don't want to stay here. I want to go back to Changle Palace."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to walk out of the hall, but Ji Wuyuan grabbed her wrist.

He held her tightly with great force, as if he was afraid she would escape.

Jiang Wantang felt pain, but clenched her teeth and refused to utter a single moan.

"open!"

Ji Wuyuan's eyes darkened, and his voice was filled with danger: "Tang'er!"

"Don't try to irritate me again."

There was already a warning in the words.

Jiang Wantang responded with an unmoved indifference.

The corners of Ji Wuyuan's eyes were tinged with red, and there was a hidden anger in his eyes: "If I hadn't arrived in time today, would you have planned to flee the capital and leave me completely?"

Jiang Wantang sneered at him, her tone tinged with sarcasm, "If I hadn't learned about my brother's affairs today, would Your Majesty have planned to hide it from me and kill him directly?"

Such a sentence is like breaking the last layer of window paper.

The conflict between the two was brought to the surface.

Ji Wuyuan's pupils sank slightly and he was speechless.

Seeing this, Jiang Wantang smiled sarcastically and pulled her hand back little by little.

Ji Wuyuan's hand remained frozen in mid-air, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to grab something, but his hands hung down weakly.

He looked at the smile on her face and felt a little flustered unconsciously.

The next moment, Ji Wuyuan said anxiously: "Tang'er, things are not what you think, he..."

However, he suddenly stopped talking halfway through.

"What is that?" Jiang Wantang followed his words and pressed on, "Your Majesty, please tell me!"

Ji Wuyuan's fingers tightened slightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

After a long silence, he spoke in a cold voice: "He is him, and you are you."

"Jiang Huaizhou deserves to die!"

The last sentence revealed murderous intent, and the oppressive aura was extremely strong.

Jiang Wantang froze in place, the color draining from her face in an instant. With red eyes, she looked at the cruel and ruthless man in front of her and took several steps back.

"What's the difference..." She smiled sadly, her tone tinged with self-mockery, "After all, I'm just a pawn in the hands of Your Majesty."

"From the beginning to the end, everyone was in your calculations..."

"I should have understood it from the very beginning..." As she spoke, Jiang Wantang's eyes turned red, filled with tears, and sparkled with tiny lights.

The sad look is like broken moonlight.

The tip of her nose was red, and her tone was mocking: "When we made that bet, I thought I had won and won the heart of Your Majesty... Hehe..."

"It's my wishful thinking..."

Jiang Wantang's voice trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall. Her stubborn look made Ji Wuyuan feel a pain in his heart.

"Tang'er, it's not..."

Jiang Wantang interrupted him and knelt on the ground, her words tinged with sadness: "If Your Majesty feels that I am still a useful chess piece, please spare my brother's life!"

After she finished speaking, she folded her hands, knelt on the ground and bowed deeply.

"He is powerless now and poses no threat to Your Majesty."

Ji Wuyuan's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly in his sleeves, until the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his whole body was trembling slightly because of the suppressed anger and inexplicable violent emotions.

"Jiang Wantang, get up!"

There were bloodshot eyes and a cold voice filled with gnashing teeth.

Jiang Wantang didn't move.

Ji Wuyuan stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders, and shouted sternly, "I told you to get up!"

As he spoke, he lifted Jiang Wantang up with a little force with both hands, but the moment he saw her face full of tears, his pupils suddenly trembled, and his expression and movements froze in an instant.

I was obviously furious, but when I saw her sad face when she cried, my heart ached even more.

Even though she knew she was lying...

Ji Wuyuan raised his hand to wipe her tears, his slightly calloused fingertips stroking her cheek, his voice hoarse: "Is Jiang Huaizhou that important to you?"

It is so important that I would kneel down and beg for him, and would do anything for him.

"Yes." Jiang Wantang said without hesitation.

Although her voice was choked, she could not hide the firmness in her tone.

Ji Wuyuan said calmly, "What if... I must kill him?"

"Unless I die..." Jiang Wantang's red eyes were filled with determination: "Otherwise, I will never watch him die before me."

Ji Wuyuan clenched his hands, his eyes gradually dimming...