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

Chapter 382 Utilization

Nangong Liuli's eyes flashed with a strange light when she heard this, but it quickly returned to normal. She slowly stood up, avoiding Jiang Wantang's gaze. The iron chain made a sharp and crisp clash as she moved...

She sneered and said, "Jiang Wantang, you think too highly of me."

"I'm just a prisoner, what purpose could I have?"

Jiang Wantang smiled, as she had noticed all of Nangong Liuli's subtle reactions.

And what she just said was just a deliberate test.

Now it seems that there is still something unclear.

Her brother and Nangong Liuli both wanted to use her to achieve their goals.

Jiang Wantang curled her fingertips together, unable to describe the feeling in her heart.

I felt the softest part of my heart completely collapse.

To say it's not painful is a lie...

It could be anyone, but why... it has to be her only beloved brother Jiang Huaizhou.

Jiang Wantang unconsciously exerted force on her hands, and her nails dug into the delicate flesh of her palms, leaving red marks.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in her heart, and tried her best to maintain her composure.

After a moment, Jiang Wantang looked up at Nangong Liuli and sneered, his tone carrying undisguised sarcasm: "Nangong Liuli, you keep saying that you want to win me over, and vowed that you want me to revenge with you, but until today, you won't even reveal a single word of your plans and intentions to me..."

As he spoke, Jiang Wantang leaned forward slightly, staring at Nangong Liuli with sharp eyes, and said word by word, "How can I believe in your sincerity when you act like this?"

Nangong Liuli's expression changed slightly when she heard this, but soon returned to normal.

She chuckled softly, her tone tinged with mockery. "Sister, you're really flattering me. Now that I'm bound by these chains and your brother is in jail, what plans can I make?"

"It's just waiting to die."

Nangong Liuli deliberately raised her wrist, revealing the chains on her hand to Jiang Wantang. She looked at her with a faint gaze, a hint of a smile at the corner of her lips.

"Since you're willing to help us, why don't you help me remove these chains first?"

Jiang Wantang sneered at her, his tone turning cold, and he spoke word by word: "Nangong Liuli, put away your little thoughts."

"Since you have no sincere intention to join forces with me, then there is nothing to discuss between you and me."

After saying that, Jiang Wantang turned around and left.

Nangong Liuli saw this, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Wait!"

Jiang Wantang had just taken two steps when he heard her voice and stopped. He didn't turn around or say anything.

Obviously waiting for her next words.

Nangong Liuli was silent for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and whispered, "If you really want to help us, go save your brother first."

"If you want to know something, why don't you go and ask him yourself?"

This is an indirect admission that they do have other plans.

And her brother was really using her...

Jiang Wantang felt a pain in his heart, his nails dug deep into his palm, leaving it bloody and messy.

She spoke, her tone still cold: "Of course I have to ask."

Nangong Liuli paused for a moment, then reacted instantly, her face livid: "Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Wantang curled up the corners of his lips into a cold smile, without commenting.

Nangong Liuli's expression froze, and she suddenly became panicked.

"Jiang Huaizhou has his own reasons, he..."

"Just say what you want to say." Jiang Wantang interrupted her and said in a light tone.

Her expression and attitude were cold.

This made Nangong Liuli feel even more uncertain.

She forced herself to remain calm and asked tentatively, "Now that you know, will you still save him?"

"meeting."

Jiang Wantang answered without the slightest hesitation, his tone serious and firm.

Nangong Liuli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know much about your brother."

"But I am very sure of one thing, Ji Wuyuan will never let him go."

"If you really want to save him, go quickly. If you delay any longer, it might be too late..."

Jiang Wantang glanced at her sideways, and the worried look on her face didn't seem fake.

Ji Wuyuan had promised in person to let her brother go, so he would not deceive himself.

Jiang Wantang frowned and said nothing.

I don't intend to tell this news to the person in front of me.

But such a cold reaction, in Nangong Liuli's eyes, meant that she didn't believe what she said.

Her expression turned cold, and a hint of anger flashed across her eyes as she looked at Jiang Wantang: "You don't believe what I said?!"

"Or do you trust that cold-blooded, heartless dog tyrant more?!"

The moment the words fell, Nangong Liuli clearly felt Jiang Wantang's cold gaze sweeping over, like the edge of a sharp blade, piercing people's hearts.

Nangong Liuli's heart trembled, but she still kept up a strong expression.

She sneered, with a hint of provocation in her tone: "Why, was I wrong?"

"Don't you know better how cold-blooded Ji Wuyuan is?"

"For the sake of power, he could even kill his own father, let alone your brother?"

Jiang Wantang's eyes darkened slightly, and he ignored her deliberate provocation and walked straight out.

Only Nangong Liuli was left standing there, her face ashen.

Seeing Jiang Wantang about to leave the abandoned palace, Nangong Liuli glared at her back and said coldly: "It seems that you will not stand on our side..."

"You don't plan to join forces with us."

"That's right. Who can give up the wealth and glory, the position of queen..."

"It's normal to be blinded by fame, wealth, and power for a while."

She deliberately used provocation to provoke Jiang Wantang, just like she did to Bai Weiwei.

But Jiang Wantang remained unmoved.

She didn't stop and was about to walk out of the abandoned palace when suddenly Nangong Liuli's sharp and piercing laughter sounded behind her.

She said, "Jiang Wantang, I'm waiting for the day when you regret it."

"It won't be long..."

Jiang Wantang walked out of the abandoned palace, and the cold wind blowing in her face made her more sober.

She looked up at the gloomy sky above her head, the look in her eyes was dark and complicated.

If my brother really has other ideas, he will surely die.

And she couldn't just watch him go on.

After Jiang Wantang returned to Taiji Palace, she used the excuse of being tired and wanted to rest in the bedroom, not allowing anyone to disturb her.

In fact, she changed her clothes, avoided the guards, and quietly sneaked out of the palace.

At the same time, in the Dali Temple prison.

Inside the dark and damp cell.

Ji Wuyuan leaned lazily on the wooden chair, carelessly stroking the black jade ring on his finger.

He looked at Jiang Huaizhou, who was lying on the ground with wounds all over his body, with a sinister smile on his lips: "Jiang Huaizhou, you planned it all from the beginning, even her, was part of your plan..."