In a blink of an eye, Qing Yu had been exposed to the sun in this open space for a day and a night, without any food or water. Only when she was about to faint would she be poured a basin of water to wake her up, and this cycle repeated over and over again.

It seems that no matter what kind of torture it is, it is not easy to endure.

Now Qing Yu even had difficulty blinking. His limbs were numb and painful, his vision was becoming increasingly blurred, and the cracked skin on his cheeks could vaguely feel the rising sun. It seemed that it was not over yet.

The pain all over her body seemed to be reminding her that she must hold on until she sees Xiao Yanqing. Only by seeing him would she have hope of survival.

"Your Highness, there is no movement in the Jiang Mansion." The guard came back to report.

Xiao Yanqing was sitting in his seat, sipping tea from his cup, and his every move and gesture were full of the nobility and elegance of a royal family.

"Go, bring that woman here."

"It's Your Highness."

After a while, Qingyu, who was about to lose his mind, was dragged by the body and half-dragged into the house.

She was forced to kneel on the ground, completely exhausted. Her hair became messy, her already fair skin became even paler, and her pink lips became cracked, but still could not hide her beautiful face.

She pursed her lips, her dry throat rolling uncontrollably, "Are you... looking for torturous pleasure from me?"

She retained the last bit of her sanity and forced herself to talk to the person in front of her.

"Heh, do you want to wait for Jiang Zhuo to rescue you?" Xiao Yanqing mocked in a low voice.

"it is a pity…"

"He won't come to save me." Qing Yu interrupted him with a hoarse voice, "Since he's abandoned, why would I care about him?"

Xiao Yanqing was curious about her calmness and composure, so he walked up to her and drew his sword, pointing it at her.

"Really? Then I have no choice but to kill you."

She glanced at the glowing blade, raised the corners of her lips, looked up, and met his majestic and sharp gaze.

In an instant, Xiao Yanqing saw more clearly. He could fake his expression, but there was no fear in this woman's eyes.

"How about we make a deal?" Her voice became increasingly strained.

"Deal?" Xiao Yanqing's reaction was as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.

"You used me, and I...just wanted to survive..."

With the lingering sound, Qing Yu fell to the ground and completely fainted.

But these words echoed in Xiao Yanqing's mind, and he used them just to survive.

He looked down at the unconscious Jiang Qingyu, and the sword that was resting on her neck did not move for a long time.

After a moment, he put away his sword and said, "Go, call the doctor."

After a long time, Jiang Qingyu finally regained his spirit and woke up from his coma.

She looked around the house and found herself in a room with exquisite decoration and antique style. It should be the guest room of the mansion.

However, she had no mood to appreciate these things. Her attention was completely on the food on the table. She picked up the chopsticks and started to eat voraciously. She was more afraid of being hungry than being exposed to the sun.

I was happily finishing my meal when I heard a sound coming from the door.

"It seems that you really don't know how to be afraid." I don't know how long Xiao Yanqing stood at the door.

She was startled, turned her head to look at him, swallowed the last bite of food in her mouth, drank a sip of water, put down the chopsticks in her hand, stood up and looked at him.

"How dare you! How dare you not kneel when you see the prince coming!" The guard beside Xiao Yanqing scolded angrily.

Before she could react, two guards had already pressed her to the ground, and Xiao Yanqing sat on the chair that the guards had brought over.

"What? Are you unwilling?" Xiao Yanqing held his chin with one hand and looked down at her with interest as she was forced to kneel on the ground.

He didn't notice the dissatisfaction in her eyes, he was just curious about her reaction.

Qing Yu re-examined the man in front of him, and he was just as the rumors said, with a mighty and domineering aura and a strong physique. It was obvious at first glance that he was a leader who had practiced martial arts and led troops into battles since he was a child. The oppressive force he exuded was unstoppable.

Living under the same roof, I almost forgot to breathe. With his elegant and arrogant posture, handsome face and tall body, he is worthy of being a descendant of the royal family and the object of my dreams.

For Qing Yu, although she could not ignore the suffocating feeling of oppression, she could not break her already broken heart.

Xiao Yanqing looked at her. She was clearly kneeling on the ground and could be easily crushed from head to toe, so why were her eyes so different from the others?

"You letting me go at least shows that you are interested in my proposal, doesn't it?" She blinked and looked into his handsome face.

"You're right. I'd like to know, is it true that I'm the only one being used?" He wanted to try and see if this was a lie Jiang Qingyu told to save his life.

"Yes, you tortured me just to hurt Jiang Zhuo, but he doesn't feel any pain and won't care. If you want to seek revenge, why don't you use me to get close to him? Wouldn't that give you the opportunity to do it?" Qing Yu calmly analyzed his intentions.

He curled the corners of his lips and sneered, "Haha, in order to survive, you are willing to betray your father?"

"Betrayal? How can there be betrayal when we have never been on the same side?"

His pupils shrank slightly, and he stood up and walked in front of her, pinched her chin, and forced her gaze.

"In that case, as long as I don't kill you, are you willing to do anything for me?"

"Yes."

"You'd better not lie, otherwise, I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death." The last few words were almost squeezed out from the depths of his throat, sounding unusually heavy.

"Are you scared?" She raised the corners of her lips, even though her jaw was painfully pinched by him.

"Afraid? Hehehe."

She looked at him and couldn't help laughing. Suddenly, he grabbed her neck and twisted her up with great force.

Suddenly, the smile disappeared from his face, leaving only the killing intent highlighted by hatred.

"Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant."

As his grip on her neck tightened, she could only hold onto his hands helplessly. The huge difference made it impossible for her to resist.

Only when he saw her painful expression did he let go of her hand with satisfaction.

"Cough cough cough!" Qing Yu, who was freed, coughed with difficulty and staggered a few steps.

It wasn't until she calmed down that he responded, "In that case, you might as well give it a try. Maybe you can create some fun for yourself."

"pleasure?"

Facing his gaze, she not only did not retreat, but instead moved closer and stepped forward to meet his gaze.

"Yes."

Xiao Yanqing examined the smile on her face, "Who are you?"

He didn't know why he asked this question, perhaps he was suspicious of the woman's transformation.

"Haha, my name is Jiang Qingyu." She read out the name word by word.

That’s right, from today on, she is Jiang Qingyu.

Since God has given her a chance to be reborn, she will follow her own will and become a cold-blooded, ruthless, and willful evil person.

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