Phoenix Cries Across the World: The Cold-Hearted Princess is Too Alluring

After untying Chu Yanran's belt, Chu Yingge directly tied the person at her feet to the tree, even tying a bow on her head. Looking at her handiwork, Chu Yingge nodded in satisfaction and returned to her seat to lie down.

I closed my eyes, and my mind was a complete mess.

Although she has been here for more than half a month, her memory is still stuck on the moment the plane crashed.

"Boss, our plane's engine is broken!"

"Boss, the parachute has been tampered with!"

"Boss, the plane is going to crash!"

"Bang!" The exploding fireball and rolling heat wave descended from the sky, burning the giant of the assassin world to ashes along with it.

Yes, in her previous life, she was a renowned assassin. Unexpectedly, after surviving the explosion, she not only didn't die, but was also reborn in another world, surviving in place of Chu Yingge...

With her eyes closed, Chu Yingge slowly recalled her past. She gradually realized that only one person could get close to her private jet, which meant that the person who betrayed her was the one she trusted most, or rather, the one closest to her.

It's unbelievable that Chu Yingge could be so blind, having such a treacherous and ungrateful wretch by her side!

"Chu Yingge, if you don't let me go, I will never forgive you!" Chu Yanran had probably regained some strength, and seeing Chu Yingge lying leisurely in the rocking chair pretending to sleep, she was even more furious.

The person in the rocking chair slowly opened their eyes, a fierce glint in them. They rose from the rocking chair, walked to Chu Yanran, a faint sneer on their lips, their eyes filled with disdain.

"Even if I let you go, you won't let me go, will you?" Chu Yingge sneered. She was not the Ninth Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion who could be bullied by everyone. She was a top assassin in the 21st century. She had seen all kinds of storms. Someone like Chu Yanran was no match for her at all.

A soft, boneless hand rested on Chu Yanran's slender neck. Although it posed no threat, it sent a chill down Chu Yanran's spine, as if the person in front of her would strangle her at any moment.

"Chu Yingge! What...what do you want to do?"

"It's nothing." Chu Yingge withdrew her hand and examined it carefully in front of her. "These hands are so beautiful, I really can't bear to use them to kill someone."

"Hmph, Chu Yingge, what are you pretending for! You don't dare to kill me at all!" Although Chu Yanran was afraid, she knew that Chu Yingge didn't have the guts to lay a hand on her.

After all, she was the most noble young lady in the Prime Minister's mansion, while Chu Yingge was just a lowly, wretched girl. Even if she became the Seventh Prince's consort, it would only be a hollow title.

Moreover, she is someone the Emperor has taken a liking to, and she might even become Empress in the future. At that time, Chu Yingge will be even less of a match for her.

Chu Yingge knew exactly what Chu Yanran was thinking. She had been here for half a month, and although she hadn't yet adapted to the original owner of this body, as the leader of the assassin world, her ability to adapt to unfamiliar environments was exceptionally strong. In these half a month, she hadn't been idle for a moment and had already figured out the situation she was in.

One was a pampered young lady, the other an unknown concubine's daughter. In comparison, she certainly dared not overstep her bounds in any way.

Unfortunately, Chu Yanran chose the wrong target. There's nothing in this world that Chu Yingge wouldn't dare to do.

Back then, she even dared to blow up the national treasury of Country A. What else wouldn't she dare to do?

However, keeping Chu Yanran around still has its uses.

With her arms crossed, Chu Yingge looked Chu Yanran up and down, who was tied to the tree. Her hair was disheveled, she was covered in dirt, and her clothes were rumpled. She probably had never been so pathetic in her life.

"Of course I wouldn't dare kill you. You're my bargaining chip. If I kill you, what will I have to negotiate with?"

"Negotiation? What negotiation?" Chu Yanran asked, somewhat puzzled.

Chu Yingge smiled and remained silent. She knew she would find out soon enough, so why waste her breath explaining?

"Chu Yingge! What have you done?" A dignified voice rang out from behind. Chu Yingge's lips curled up slightly. Very good, the fish has finally taken the bait.

Turning around, Chu Yingge looked at the aggressive Madam Zhang and her smile deepened.

Dressed in brocade and heavy powder, she exuded vulgarity. How could such a person be the mistress of the Prime Minister's mansion? Her father's taste was truly unique; he had fallen for a jewel-encrusted old hen.

Zhang looked at her daughter, then at Chu Yingge, her eyes filled with disbelief. When she heard Lvzhu mention this, she still had doubts, after all, Chu Yingge didn't have such audacity.

"Chu Yingge, did you do all this?" Zhang asked sternly.

Chu Yingge shrugged, her tone growing increasingly cold: "Does the First Madam have a problem with her eyes? Or have I not made it obvious enough?"

"What did you say?" Zhang was furious, probably because she didn't expect Chu Yingge to talk to her like that.

Chu Yingge snorted coldly and said, "It seems that not only do the First Madam have problems with her eyes, but she also has problems with her ears!"

"How dare you talk to me like that!" Before the words were even finished, a hand was swung towards Chu Yingge's face.

Zhang had always been highly respected in the Prime Minister's residence, and was known for her dignified demeanor. She had never laid a hand on anyone before. This time, she was probably so angry that she momentarily forgot her status as the mistress of the house.

Just like Chu Yanran, before the slap could land on Chu Yingge's face, Chu Yingge had already grabbed her wrist.

He frowned impatiently and tightened his grip on Zhang's wrist. But experience prevailed; with the same amount of pressure, Zhang only frowned slightly.

"You actually attacked me? I think you're tired of living!" Even though she was being held back by Chu Yingge, Zhang Shi remained stubborn as a mule.

"The one who's tired of living... is you." The distant tone made people feel uneasy for no reason.

Chu Yingge glanced at the maids and servants behind Zhang Shi before finally fixing her gaze on Chu Yanran's personal maid, Lüzhu.

"I told you to go get reinforcements, and you brought back such an insignificant piece of trash?"

Green Bamboo was probably terrified, standing motionless. If Chu Yingge's previous actions could be described as incomprehensible, then all of this could only be explained by one reason: Chu Yingge had gone mad!

"Ninth Miss, you actually, you actually..."

"I have a good show for you to see, do you want to watch?"

"Good show..." Green Bamboo stared blankly at the malicious smile on Chu Yingge's face, and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhang was tied to a tree by Chu Yingge and tied together with Chu Yanran. The scene was quite harmonious.

"Chu Yingge, do you know what you're doing?"

"Of course I know, and besides, I seem to have forgotten something." With that, Chu Yingge took out a handkerchief from her bosom, tore it in half, and used it to gag Zhang Shi and Chu Yanran.

"You are too noisy!"

The maids and servants looked at each other and fled from the backyard as fast as they could. The Ninth Miss has gone mad. This matter must be told to the Prime Minister as soon as possible, otherwise, if this continues, it will really lead to someone's death!

Watching the maids and servants leave, a hint of murderous intent slowly surfaced in Chu Yingge's eyes. She now had two bargaining chips in her hands, and she wanted to see if her so-called father would compromise.