After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

Chu Qinghuang paused and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What are you doing in there?"

"I didn't do anything." Hong Yu sneered, "His Highness is a kind-hearted little fairy. He certainly doesn't want to see others suffer, so we did some shameful things for His Highness to avoid dirtying His hands."

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

The red-feathered chick nodded like it was pecking at rice.

Qi Ling and Wen Zhan walked out one after another and saluted Chu Qinghuang respectfully: "See your Royal Highness, the eldest princess."

"No gift."

"Young Master Ling is fine," Qi Ling said respectfully, "Your Highness, don't worry. At least until the Ling family is completely destroyed, we will not let him die. Your Highness, you can rest assured."

Ling Jing in the room heard their conversation with Chu Qinghuang, and his expression changed. Before he could speak, Chu Lingchuan said casually: "Master Ling, are you imagining that His Highness will come to save you?"

Ling Jing looked at him coldly.

In the past, the look in his eyes might have frightened some timid people, but after the torture last night, the look in his eyes coupled with his embarrassed appearance, not to mention the least bit intimidating, was just how he looked. Like a wretch.

"It's okay to dream, and there's nothing wrong with having fantasies, but fantasies are always unrealistic." Chu Lingchuan said in an indifferent tone, "What reason do you have to believe that Her Royal Highness the Princess will come to save you?"

Ling Jing clutched the mattress underneath him, veins popped out on the back of his hands, his eyes were sinister and terrifying.

It is indeed impossible for Chu Qinghuang to save him.

Chu Qinghuang's contribution to his ability to enter the eldest princess's mansion was indispensable.

Damn bitch!

He should have acted earlier, brought that superior bitch into his house, locked her up with iron chains, broken her arms, disabled her martial arts, used a sharp dagger to cut off all her hamstrings and hand tendons, and let her She lay on the ground like a useless person, letting him drive and train her.

Rather than like this...

Ling Jing felt a strong hatred in his heart, and he really regretted that he had not acted earlier.

"The hatred in your eyes is quite strong. Who are you cursing in your heart?"

Ling Jing closed his eyes, hatred boiling in his heart.

Outside the house, Chu Qinghuang's bright face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and his tone was ruthless: "Cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings and make him crawl on the ground like a dog."

After leaving these words, she turned and left.

Hong Yu stared at Chu Qinghuang's leaving figure in astonishment, then turned to look at Qi Ling and Wen Zhan: "Your Highness seems very angry."

"I'm really not happy." Qi Ling said thoughtfully, "I think he was angry with the dirty guy in the room."

Wen Zhan nodded: "So..."

"Of course I will do as I am told." Hong Yu turned around and entered the room, "His Royal Highness has ordered that all the limbs and tendons of this Ling family bug be picked out and let him crawl on the ground."

Ling Jing opened his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the blood all over his body seemed to solidify instantly.

Chu Qinghuang, she...she...

"Dagger." Hong Yu walked up to Chu Lingchuan and stretched out his hand towards him, "I am good at cutting off the tendons of hands and feet, so you don't need to pay. I volunteer to serve His Highness."

Chu Lingchuan handed him the dagger.

Others moved out of the way to make room for him.

Hong Yu turned around and looked: "Who can give me a face towel? His blood is too dirty and smelly. What should I do if it splashes on me?"

"Are you so stupid?" Qi Ling frowned, "Can't you stay away from him? Or are you not good at it?"

After hearing what he said, Hongyu patted his head as if he had just reacted: "Yeah, why didn't I think of it?"

After saying that, he quickly took a few steps back and stood at least three feet away from the bed. Then he raised his dagger and aimed it at Ling Jing's wrist: "You can hide, but I remind you, the more you hide, the more likely you will be today." The more you suffer, your hands and feet are destined to be crippled anyway. If I can succeed earlier, you will suffer less. "

Ling Jing looked sharply at the dagger in his hand. He suddenly struggled violently and struggled to sit up with his upper body. However, his legs were dragged by the heavy shackles, making his center of gravity unstable and he fell directly onto the bed!

Bang!

Ling Jing fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and the iron ball tied to his shackles hit his leg hard, causing his eyes to darken in pain and his body to twitch.

Hong Yu frowned and looked at him with a particularly subtle look: "Are you begging me for mercy?"

Zhong Zhongjin sneered: "Master Ling is so strong-willed, how can he beg for mercy from you? Xiao Yu'er is joking."

Well, it doesn’t look like he’s asking for mercy.

Hong Yu pouted, and the dagger in his hand suddenly flew out like an arrow from the string!

Bah!

"Ah!" Ling Jing screamed, and his body that was about to be propped up could no longer hold steady and fell to the ground with a plop.

The dagger stabbed into his wrist accurately, hitting the tendons.