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Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin expressionlessly, and said calmly, "It's just a verbal engagement, so Miss Jiang doesn't need to wrong herself. You know who I am, so you should know what to do."

Jiang Fanyin was silent for a while, and asked, "I don't understand. I promised Aunt Song that I would fulfill the marriage contract, and I promised you that I would help you. I never break my promise."

She did not reject Song Boxue's marriage, and was willing to help him conceal his identity.

Song Boxue sneered in his heart, and his words became more straightforward: "No need, I don't force others to make things difficult for me, and I don't like to owe favors."

Otherwise, when Jiang Fanyin meets the person he likes, or finally holds hands with the hero, she is nothing.

Ex-husband?

"There is nothing difficult for a strong man." Hearing what Song Boxue said, Jiang Fanyin felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and she couldn't explain her feelings clearly.

But she was sure that she didn't have any reluctance, so she couldn't talk about forcing others.

Song Boxue directly sneered this time.

She approached Jiang Fanyin until there was only a punch between them.

Jiang Fanyin subconsciously wanted to back away, but someone grabbed his arms.

Song Boxue leaned into her ear and said in a low voice: "Sister Jiang, do you know what I'm talking about? If you can't do it from the beginning to the end, it's best not to give people hope, or I won't have the kindness to help you when the time comes." .”

The words, which were obviously as low as ravings, fell on the ears with a warm breath, but they seemed to be cursed by the devil, full of threats.

Dangerous and intriguing.

Jiang Fanyin tilted his head and said softly, "I don't understand what you're talking about?"

What from beginning to end, what hope?What kind of fulfillment is there?

The corner of Song Boxue's mouth twitched, and she straightened her face, making her eyes meet.

"What I mean is, if you marry me, and if you meet any lover in the future, don't even think about me reconciling with you. I will only give you a divorce letter and make you an abandoned wife. In this way, you still have to marry me." Are you married?"

Jiang Fanyin froze, forgot to react for a while, and just stared blankly at the person close at hand.

She seemed to hear something, like a firework box that had been dusty for a long time, was suddenly ignited, blooming all over the sky, and blooming in the bottom of her heart.

Song Boxue stared intently at Jiang Fanyin, and there was a silence between the two of them.

She suddenly remembered a passage she had read before. Sometimes silence is the answer, and dodging is the answer.

Seeing the silent Jiang Fanyin, Song Boxue took two steps back, and said coolly, "It's boring, I still have work to do, Miss Jiang, please go about it."

The voice without any emotion, accompanied by a slightly indifferent look, is clearly chasing guests.

"Okay, you're busy." Jiang Fanyin nodded sullenly.

Her mind was in turmoil. Although what Song Boxue said was a bit unreasonable, it was also a sober fact.

After they get married, if anyone of them meets a good match again, is it only reconciliation and separation?

Or give up...

Jiang Fanyin was at a loss. This was something she had never thought about.

Seeing that Jiang Fanyin had returned to the back house, Song Boxue stood up and said to Lin Er who had been waiting by the side, "Second brother Lin, follow me to the prison."

The heroine is right, seeing the hero is there, you don't know how the plot will go, so you have to cut the mess quickly.

Lin Er nodded and followed. He was sent by the prefect of Miao to assist Song Boxue in his actions, and it was within his duty to obey and protect him.

Thinking of the scene he saw in the prison last time, even though he passed through some big scenes, he also felt a little palpitating.

But this time it was different, because the young magistrate did not let him follow in, but ordered him to stay outside the execution room of the fire prison, and did not let anyone in.

In the execution room, Song Boxue poured a bowl of wine: "Jiang Qianhu also drank from a big bowl before, and I heard that drinking it like this is more enjoyable. This glass of wine is toast to you."

With that said, she drank it all in one gulp and put down the wine bowl.

"Officer dog, let the horse come here if you are alive or cut." Jiang Wuyi looked resentful, being tied to a stake like this, he felt unprecedented humiliation.

As far back as he can remember, he was adopted by the Jiang family. When he grew up, because he had feelings for Jiang Fanyin, he had no choice but to leave the Jiang family and join the military camp.

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "Originally, your life will be smooth and smooth. This year is the 11th year of Baiyue, and in the 12th year of Baiyue, you will rise up with General Hua and make great achievements in killing the rebels. It's a pity that high-ranking officials are rich in salary, it's a pity that you shouldn't take human lives at risk, now that it's in the hands of this official, I'm afraid you won't survive this year."

She would like to see how the Tao of Heaven will protect the male lead. There is a saying that is true, if the Tao of Heaven is not benevolent, it will be against the Heaven.

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Wuyi was confused when he heard it, and his heart was greatly shocked, as if that should be his life.

Facing Song Boxue at this moment, he only felt extremely terrified, a kind of uneasiness being strangled by someone.

Song Boxue stared at him for a moment, then said coldly: "I don't want to embarrass others, I blame you for not committing crimes, Jiang Qianhu, sign this plea."

"You're... dreaming..." Jiang Wuyi stopped talking as soon as he spoke, and his eyes became dull.

Song Boxue untied him, and stuffed the pen into his hand: "Write your name, mark it."

Jiang Wuyi seemed to be demented, holding the pen honestly, signing and pressing his fingerprints.

Song Boxue put away the pleading paper, tied him up again, turned around and left the execution room.

There was a faint scent of lime in the torture chamber behind him, fresh but also cold.

Lin Er watched her walk out of the torture room, and felt a murderous aura in front of him. The young county magistrate in front of him seemed to be a different person again, exuding an overwhelming coercion around him, which made people shudder to see.

Song Boxue nodded towards him, and couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows.

This is the second time to use mental power after differentiation. Although it is still a little unskilled, it is much better than the last time, at least it will not let the pheromone get out of control.

Returning to the back house, looking at the courtyard not far away, Song Boxue was inexplicably irritable, stopped walking, and did not return to his own courtyard.

With the closed door and the flickering candles in the window, she reached out and knocked on the door.

"Song Boxue?"

Uncertain voices came from inside.

"it's me."

The door opened with a creak, and Jiang Fanyin was wiping his hair with a white cotton handkerchief in his hand.

Song Boxue's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he looked away to look at the candles on the table: "I went to interrogate Jiang Qianhu."

She didn't know why she came to Jiang Fanyin's place again, maybe it was caused by pheromones, she really felt more comfortable when she came to the heroine's side, and her mood was no longer so irritable.

Jiang Fanyin gave a soft "hmm" and motioned for her to continue.

Song Boxue was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I feel a little thirsty."

With the movement of the throat swallowing saliva, there was a hint of hoarseness.

She changed her mind again, since she was ready to go against the way of heaven, she still had to worry about the man who was appointed by heaven.

Song Boxue has always believed that everything he wants must be won by himself, no matter what the result is, at least he will not leave any regrets for himself.

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Mu Qinghuai got a "cutting edge" system, which not only helped her become the No. [-] sect in the cultivation world, but also made her change from an unknown concubine to a talented senior sister who showed her sharpness.

She thought she could continue to counterattack.

result…

In the competition of new disciples, she passed five levels and killed six generals, and she was about to win. The system prompted: It has been detected that her opponent Tang Wurao is the heroine of this world, and she is protected by the heavens. Please avoid her edge and admit defeat.

Mu Qinghuai: "..."

Later, Mu Qinghuai had just obtained an ancient spiritual weapon, and the system prompted: It was detected that this spiritual weapon is a chance for the heroine, and Tang Wurao is on her way here, please avoid its edge and give it as a gift.

Mu Qinghuai: "..."

From then on, the system seems to be under a spell:

The heroine Tang Wurao was detected...

Ask the host to avoid its edge...

Please take the initiative to cooperate...

Mu Qinghuai: "..."

(Look at how I directly become her hand)

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