After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

"So what if she's a woman?" Jiang Zhiyun said while punching, kicking and stomping on the ground. "You have such a big face, who cares about you? Who cares if you look down on women? Anyway, nobody looks down on you."

"Lord Wang Yan, you've harmed so many people, shouldn't you pay with your life? What did my husband and Teacher Zhuang Yusheng do to deserve this?"

"Haha!" He didn't care about the pain anymore, and even started to draw his dagger, looking for an opportunity. "Xie Shuheng, Zhuang Yusheng? These are all from Bianjing. They were so high and mighty before, but they became my prisoners in Shikanchang. Do I need to be reasonable to bully them?"

"These people were once superior to others, and it is only right that they die now. I love watching those arrogant and privileged individuals become useless under my hands, and then slowly die."

After saying that, Jiang Zhiyun was so angry that she was almost out of strength. Besides, hitting someone hurt her too.

He wasn't there to beat people up, and now that he's suffering himself, his strength has naturally diminished.

Take advantage of her when she's tired.

Just then, Wang Yan cut open the sack, and suddenly a head popped out, grinning with a bloodthirsty smile on its face.

"If you feel sorry for them, then you should die too!"

The difference in strength between men and women is inherently vast. Even though he was carrying a mousetrap and was now covered in blood, he could still reach out and strangle Jiang Zhiyun.

Jiang Zhiyun hadn't expected him to be so strong. As she instinctively retreated, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

Xie Shuheng grabbed Wang Yan's outstretched hand: "Lord Wang Yan, you're a prisoner now, and you still won't behave."

"Xie Shuheng!" he squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.

"That day at Shikanchang, you almost beat me to death, and now your wife has caused me to lose my official position. Your whole family is a jinx. I won't let you go now; I wish you dead!"

"You and your wife, who stir up trouble, should die!"

As he spoke, Xie Shuheng gripped his hand tighter and tighter, causing the dagger to fall to the ground.

In that brief moment, Wang Yan swiftly pulled a long knife from his trouser leg, intending to stab Xie Shuheng:

"You think I only have a dagger? I'd be cautious even if I killed you..."

Without saying a word, Xie Shuheng gave a slight kick, and his dagger rose up. He caught it with his hand and then plunged it into Wang Yan's heart.

Blood splattered instantly! It happened so fast that Jiang Zhiyun, who was standing to the side, didn't even see it clearly.

A cold glint flashed in Xie Shuheng's eyes, devoid of any emotion: "You asked for this."

"Thank... Thank you, Shuheng." He called out, his eyes filled with disbelief, the knife in his hand almost stabbing him.

He was about to kill Xie Shuheng, so how could he die at Xie Shuheng's hands?

He was puzzled, confused, and resentful.

Xie Shuheng seemed to sense his emotions and patiently wiped the blood from his hands: "Even if you use a long sword, you can't kill me."

"Because I'm not as stupid as you."

As he fell, Wang Yan gripped the hilt of the dagger, repeatedly saying, "I'm dead, I'm dead... so what?"

"Your teacher, Zhuang Yusheng, still died at my hands. You won't live long either, Xie Shuheng."

"I'm just... I'm just a tool to bully you. There are too many people who want you dead. You won't survive. I'll be waiting for you in hell."

After saying that, he pried open the dagger himself, and blood splattered out, splashing onto Xie Shuheng's face.

He revealed a twisted kind of resolve.

Seeing Xie Shuheng's reddened eyes, Jiang Zhiyun quickly squeezed his hand, saying, "Xie Shuheng!"

"Xie Shuheng, are you alright?" Jiang Zhiyun's eyes also reddened. "Are you injured? Don't listen to his nonsense."

To be honest, although Jiang Zhiyun had experienced many ups and downs in her previous life, the only time she had ever seen such a bloody scene was when she was fighting to the death with her ex-husband.

She was indeed a little scared at the moment, but seeing that Xie Shuheng was not in a good state, she quickly pulled him back.

Xie Shuheng quickly snapped out of his daze and nodded to Jiang Zhiyun: "I'm fine."

"Are you alright? I killed someone, were you scared?" He pursed his lips, his eyes revealing at least a hint of emotion.

It would be impossible for Jiang Zhiyun not to be frightened. After all, she was wondering if she would suffer the same fate if she died at Xie Shuheng's hands.

His mind was in turmoil, and he said, "He deserved to die."

Xie Shuheng looked at her, then gripped her hand tightly, veins bulging slightly, Adam's apple bobbing, and asked urgently, "Are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Zhiyun: "..." In her opinion, it was a question, and she didn't know how to answer it.

Wang Yan truly deserved to die, and he was more than deserving of it; Yunniang never felt any sympathy for him. If she had a sword, she would have killed him too. Otherwise, why wait to be stabbed?

What she feared was whether she would be hurt by Xie Shuheng in the future.

Adding to the fact that Xie Shuheng had brought up the topic of marital harmony today… Yunniang felt a bit confused and just wanted to be alone. Compared to thinking about these complicated matters, she preferred setting up a stall to earn money or picking mushrooms.

Xie Shuheng looked at the blood on her hands, which she hadn't wiped clean, and then let go of her hand: "You go back first, and get some rest in the house tonight. I won't go in."

"Ah."

Jiang Zhiyun ran away as if fleeing. A trace of loneliness and regret flashed in Xie Shuheng's eyes. He should have acted secretly and not let her see it.

After Yunniang left, he took all their belongings home. Wang Yan was dead; no government officials would come to arrest him. That's how people are; the government won't bother with someone who has lost their usefulness.

No one would be willing to stand up for him; if he dies, he's just dead.

The next morning, Jiang Zhiyun got up and saw Zhang Shi making breakfast in the kitchen. Zhang Shi smiled and said, "Shuheng went out. He said the county magistrate invited him to talk about something, so he went out early this morning."

"Yunniang, come and eat quickly."

Jiang Zhiyun was in a hurry and went out so early in the morning? Could it be about what happened last night?

Thinking about it, she was about to run out when Aunt Hong came over and said, "Yunniang, this is terrible! Wang Yan died not far from your house. It's probably bad luck. Buy some firecrackers to ward off the bad luck."

Jiang Zhiyun nodded, then feigned ignorance and asked, "Who did it?"

I wonder if she and Xie Shuheng will get into trouble. I must go to the magistrate's office to see if he takes the blame; if he does, they should both share the responsibility!

Aunt Hong looked at her anxiously and said, "I heard it was suicide. He implicated his father-in-law, mother-in-law, and wife, so he committed suicide. He just died today, and Wang Yan's wife is already talking about remarrying. His father-in-law and mother-in-law are already looking for a new son-in-law."

"Anyway, after so many years of father-in-law and son-in-law relationship, there is not a bit of affection between them, which has really opened my eyes."