Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

"I hate you people who take love so seriously. I originally thought you were stupid. As long as it doesn't get in the way of me, I don't care. Who knew that even you, who are the closest to me, chose to be... This is the road for fools.”

Su Yaoqin looked as fragile as a butterfly kite wet by rain. She was so fragile that even someone who had not learned martial arts could kill her even if she was seriously injured.

However, she happens to be so tenacious.

Su Qingrou held down the excited Su Yaoqin, fearing that the wound on her empty eye socket would burst.

"I just don't want to be an outcast in your hands. You are selfish and anyone can be the target of your attack and calculation. I just become like you."

She reached out to touch Su Yaoqin's eye socket wrapped in a white bandage, but she felt wet and hot human blood.

Mixed with the peculiar smell of rotting water plants near the water, the blood flowing out of Su Yaoqin's eyes was not worth mentioning. It just kept flowing out, staining half of her face red.

Su Yaoqin suddenly laughed, and only the remaining good eye shone with a strange light. Jie Jie smiled and said, "Do you choose your revenge or me?"

Su Wanqing, an outsider, burst out laughing. After she was reborn, she discovered that she was not a saint with high moral standards. She just liked to watch her enemies become unlucky one by one, being tortured, and dying of despair in pain.

"You pride yourself on seeking peace and prosperity for the people of the world, and you are determined to join the army and serve your country. I admire you!"

Su Wanqing clasped her hands and laughed, but there was countless ridicule in her tone. No matter how many loyal military officers there were in the world, as long as the emperor was a coward, the people would never have peace. She felt that Su Qingrou just had some martial arts dreams. Fool.

Ridiculously naive.

"But you can't have your cake and eat it too, third sister, how do you choose?"

Su Wanqing, as light as a swallow, flew to the ship deck and confronted the three people on board.

She was far away, but she was holding a purple poisonous needle in her hand, playing with it with a smile.

"There are many careerists in the world. They fight endlessly for power and status, but in the end they all turn into dust and turn into mud. Just like before Li Si died, he still wanted to lead a yellow dog to hunt with his children. The more casual the true love, the more It’s not valuable, but you won’t know how to cherish it until the end.”

Careerists live in the struggle for power all their lives, like trapped animals in the Colosseum. Only by tearing the enemy to pieces can they have a chance to survive. Otherwise, they will be torn apart by the enemy.

Because of Shuntian Hou, Su Qingrou has been tied to the court her whole life. She either inherited her father's legacy and became the next generation of powerful talents, or she entered the palace and became the Yanshi of the future puppet emperor, controlling the dynasty.

Even if the variable Su Wanqing appeared, Su Qingrou would not change her life of being involved in the political whirlpool. Whether she was a lady in the Hou family or an army general, she would be closely connected with Shuntian Hou in her life.

"I only said that I would bring Su Yaoqin to you alive, but I did not promise that I would not kill her later."

Su Wanqing looked at Ping Yi lying on the ground, with the cunning look on her face of a child ready to play rogue.

Manshu's side gradually gained the upper hand. The old ghost Chen became more and more useless as he got older. Manshu had already beheaded him, and only a few of the miscellaneous soldiers he brought were killed by the black net.

There were corpses everywhere, but it was very quiet. Shuntian Hou was busy rebelling, and maybe he didn't have time to pay attention to this place.

Behind Su Wanqing was a subordinate of Qianji Pavilion. She threw a poisonous needle on Su Qingrou's shoulder. Suddenly the arm became purple and swollen, making it too heavy to lift.

"I am a petty person. Anyone who has bullied me will definitely return it. Now, I hope you push Su Yaoqin off the boat, just like you pushed me off the boat."

Su Wanman made an invitation gesture with his hands, his peach blossom eyes were smiling, but his murderous intent was flowing.

"You can only choose one of two, your future or your sweetheart."