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Chapter 172 You can leave.
"Um... Yueming, you should let him go."
Chen Qingling's beautiful eyes darkened, and after hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke.
At the same time, she was also prepared to be brutally manipulated by Liu Jun afterward.
Her body trembled involuntarily. Although her face did not show the fear in her heart, her body told a different story.
She only hated that she was a woman, unable to protect her family, and forced to submit to a disgusting man, and that old man was no good either.
Tormented by hatred and emptiness, she couldn't help but do that to Jiang Yueming, and even the clothes she's wearing now were specially changed for him.
In truth, she still harbored a faint expectation of reliving that feeling of being loved; Jiang Yueming's experience of being loved was far superior to Liu Jun's.
But when she saw Liu Jun's old-fashioned face, she immediately realized that her and her family's safety still depended on Liu Jun.
Jiang Yueming was merely the last brilliant ray of light in her life, but light is always fleeting.
However, she did not regret having close contact with Jiang Yueming.
"Let this be my last beautiful dream," Chen Qingling murmured, closing her eyes in anguish.
Then, a cold, stern voice came from her mouth: "Jiang Yueming, do you know what you're doing? Get out of here right now!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming paused, slowing her movements. Looking at the lingering blush on Chen Qingling's face, she chuckled, "You weren't calling me that just now, were you?"
"You!" Chen Qingling's cold expression vanished instantly, and a blush quietly appeared on her face as she spoke coquettishly.
She knew perfectly well that Jiang Yueming understood her meaning; she was helping him escape from here!
Why is he so disobedient? He even dares to flirt with me in front of Liu Jun?!
A ruthless glint suddenly flashed in Liu Jun's eyes as he looked at Chen Qingling's tender and delicate body, a wicked thought burning and boiling in his heart.
You, Chen Qingling, how dare you cheat on me!
You just wait, tonight I'll make you wish you were dead!
Noticing Liu Jun's terrifying gaze, Chen Qingling panicked and grabbed Jiang Yueming's arm, angrily saying, "Why aren't you leaving? No... get out of here!"
During the three days Chen Qingling served Liu Jun, she deeply understood how powerful her uncle was, and she really didn't want Jiang Yue to lose her life in the end.
If he leaves now, and she goes out of her way to serve Liu Jun and say some nice things, then Liu Jun will let Jiang Yueming go. But if things continue like this, Liu Jun will probably kill Jiang Yueming no matter what.
"Hey, do you really think that Liu Jun is no match for me?"
Jiang Yueming wrapped his arm around Chen Qingling's slender waist and brought his face closer to hers with a smile.
"You! You must be joking, you should just leave."
Chen Qingling was held tightly by Jiang Yueming, and her body went limp, losing its previous rigidity. She pounded his shoulder.
"Ugh... Jiang Yueming, you just wait! I'll use the entire nation's resources to kill you!"
Seeing his beautiful bride, with whom he had shared joy for days, now aroused in another man's arms, Liu Jun was filled with rage and grabbed Jiang Yueming's legs, struggling incessantly.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yueming was a military officer in his previous life, and his physical fitness was many times stronger than Liu Jun's. In addition, he had been active these past few days, and his body had long been hollowed out.
No matter how much he struggled, it was all in vain!
"Oh? You mean the power of an entire nation? Let me tell you, even royal power is no match for me."
"That's all bullshit!"
Jiang Yueming suddenly sneered, a hint of killing intent appearing in her eyes. She said in a low voice, "Liu Jun, I ask you, did Jiang Yue attend the Holy Dragon Empire's royal banquet on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month two years ago?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Jun's old face stiffened, and his heart skipped a beat: "Waaah... What's it to you? Anyway, you definitely wouldn't dare kill me! I'm the King's uncle!"
Ah!
No sooner had Liu Jun finished speaking than Jiang Yueming stomped hard on his mouth with her legs, staining the tips of her shoes with blood.
"Hmph? Uncle Wang? It's laughable. You got your current position all thanks to your sister! You really think..."
Before Jiang Yueming could finish speaking, a delicate hand suddenly covered his lips.
"Alright, you should stop now," Chen Qingling said, her eyes filled with anxiety as she looked at the current situation.
This time, Liu Jun was determined to kill Jiang Yueming, and Chen Qingling didn't know what to do, so she had no choice but to make him stop.
"Do you believe I can scare Liu Jun half to death with just one sentence?" Jiang Yueming said, removing Chen Qingling's small hand.
Chen Qingling blinked, looking at Jiang Yueming with a puzzled expression.
She couldn't understand where Jiang Yueming got the courage to say such a thing.
Seeing that Chen Qingling had no reaction, Jiang Yueming's eyes gradually turned cold as she stared at Liu Jun and slowly said, "Is this how the royal family treats its guests?"
"You can't even bear to bring out a plate of pure fragrant osmanthus blossoms? Do you think you've had enough of living? Or do you think the Jiang clan can't touch you?"
Swish!
Upon hearing those familiar words, Liu Jun immediately released Jiang Yueming's feet, his eyes filled with deep despair and fear.
"Jiang...Jiang...Jiang Wu...God..."
Liu Jun's face trembled, and he looked at Jiang Yueming with extreme fear, feeling utterly powerless.
At the royal banquet two years ago, these nobles and princes looked down on Jiang Wushen because of his young age and deliberately refused to give him any pure osmanthus flowers.
Then he ordered his two attendants to uproot all the osmanthus trees in the palace. No one dared to utter a sound during this time, because anyone who did was already dead.
In the Holy Dragon Empire, the royal family fears the Yin-Yang Sect, while the Yin-Yang Sect fears the Jiang Clan!
So from then on, the king decreed that anyone who saw Jiang Wushen in any corner of the empire must pay their respects!
The ceremony was conducted in the same manner as that of the King!
"Enough, enough. I knew back then that you nobles were no different from parasites," Jiang Yueming said calmly, withdrawing his leg.
He also released Chen Qingling's body and took out a silver dagger from his shoe, which was his beloved Hook military knife.
"You...you are really Jiang Wushen?" Seeing Liu Jun so frightened, Chen Qingling couldn't help but ask again.
Hearing the voice, Jiang Yueming twirled the dagger in his hand and laughed, "I told you long ago, I am Jiang Wushen."
Boom!
After saying that, Jiang Yueming suddenly threw the dagger between Liu Jun's thighs and said coldly, "Your life or your child, the choice is yours."
"Oh, right, I'm very busy. You have ten seconds," Jiang Yueming reminded him again.
"ten!"
"Nine!"
Before Liu Jun could even catch his breath, Jiang Yueming started counting down the time.
"eight!"
"seven!"
"six!"
Liu Jun's face was pale, and his trembling hand picked up the dagger.
"five!"
"Four!"
"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"
Before Jiang Yueming could finish counting, a scream suddenly echoed throughout the carriage. Liu Jun quickly castrated himself, and a large amount of blood soaked his trousers, the smell of blood spreading.
Seeing this, Jiang Yueming stepped forward, grabbed Liu Jun again, and forcefully threw him out of the carriage.
With everything resolved, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Liu Jun was crippled, it was impossible for him to insult Chen Qingling again.
"you…"
Just as Jiang Yueming turned her head, she met Chen Qingling's intense gaze, which held a special meaning.
At this moment, her face was flushed, her alluring lips were slightly pursed, her hands were tightly gripping her skirt, and her two straight, jade-like legs were tightly pressed together.
"Thank you, you can go now."
After a moment, Chen Qingling finally suppressed her impulse. She knew that she was now a defective product, so how could she make such a request?
"Okay, I'll be going now. Just call me if you need anything."