I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 438 She Has a Heart

The fox guards knelt at the bottom of the steps, reporting the news to Zhongli Yu.

Gongshu Liang stood to the side, his eyes narrowed, making it impossible to discern his expression.

Upon hearing the report from below that Zhongli Yueluo had been arrested as the source of the epidemic, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This is the price of leaving him; he will make Zhongli Yuelu suffer eternal damnation.

Zhong Liyu simply snorted coldly and told those people to keep watching.

After they left, Zhongli Yu turned to look at Gongshu Liang and put his hand on his shoulder.

She called out softly, "Ah Liang."

Gongshu Liang looked at Zhongli Yu and called out, "Ayu."

But at this point, they are already at odds, each thinking about their own affairs.

Zhong Liyu's idea was to quickly capture the Blood Demon Clan's royal family so that they could march south and wipe out the Ghost Clan in one fell swoop.

Gongshu Liang did indeed prioritize Zhongli Yueluo, thinking he should capture her and imprison her as soon as possible.

"Ah Liang, if you want to achieve great things, you can't get stuck on trivial matters. Do you really care that much about my sister?"

"I must repay her a thousandfold for the humiliation she inflicted upon me. I will make her grovel at my feet and beg for mercy."

Zhong Liyu shook her head. In her heart, Zhong Liyueluo was nothing more than a stepping stone, a tool to open up the Northern Demon Mountain.

Now that the tools have been used up, there's no need to worry about them anymore.

She wouldn't care about her if she weren't in the way of hindering her plans.

A smile played on her lips: "Then you'd better keep your eyes open and not fall into Zhongli Yueluo's trap."

Gongshu Liang's eyes darkened, realizing that Zhongli Yu in front of him had changed.

Zhongli Yu can be anyone, it doesn't have to be Gongshu Liang!

At this time, Gongshu Liang's own guards also reported back to him, and of course, the information they received was identical.

But what he really wanted to know was what happened to Zhongli Yueluo afterwards.

After being taken away by Ruan Yixuan, was he imprisoned or executed?

Zhongli Yueluo, led by Ruan Yixuan, paraded around the city in a grand manner.

They then changed their appearance and returned to the other side of the imperial court.

Qianqiu Changhuan has been imprisoned in the underground prison. Inside, Zhongli Yueluo, wearing a cloak and with her hat brim pulled low, enters the prison.

After Zhongli Yueluo cleansed Qianqiu Changhuan of the plague, she regained consciousness.

Her vision was blurry, but she saw another face that she loathed and hated.

Suddenly her eyes widened, and she reached out to grab Zhongli Yueluo's neck.

Why are you here?!

Zhongli Yueluo didn't speak, but stood up and looked down at her.

His expression remained unchanged; on the contrary, Qianqiu Changhuan could not contain his excitement.

He screamed hoarsely, grabbing at the straw in the prison cell and throwing it around wildly: "Why! Why!"

"I have become your appearance, so why isn't it you who is imprisoned here!"

"Qianqiu Changhuan, I don't know where your hatred for me comes from. Is it just because of Yan Ruoyu?"

Qianqiu Changhuan leaned against the cold wall, his fingers digging into the ground as he chuckled coldly.

"After you came into my life, everything that should have belonged to me was destroyed!"

I should have been the high and mighty Lady of the Young Lord!

"I should have been the happiest girl in the eyes of everyone at East Demon Mountain!"

Qianqiu Changhuan's eyes bulged with hatred as she bit her lip and stared intently at Zhongli Yueluo.

"Shouldn't all of this be your fault?!"

Her voice echoed in the empty prison, repeating itself over and over in Zhongli Yueluo's ears.

But he still had that disdainful expression as he stared at Qian Qiu Chang Huan.

Her eyes were completely expressionless, and Qianqiu Changhuan couldn't stand her blank face and lack of any feedback.

Whenever he argued with her, or anything else, it was like hitting cotton.

"Strange? Do you know what your brother's last words to me were when I left?"

Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen Qianqiu Chang'an for a long time, or heard about her brother.

Her eyes brightened slightly.

He then snorted coldly and looked away, his gaze falling on a hollow spot.

"So what? He's your brother, not mine!"

She hated it! She hated it terribly!

Why are all the men's eyes focused on Zhongli Yueluo? Nobody is even glancing at her!

Clutching a handful of straw, her fingernails scratching until they bled, she looked into Zhongli Yueluo's eyes.

"What did he say?"

He said, "I'll let you live, and I won't kill you!"

Zhongli Yueluo slowly squatted down in front of him again, and pinched her chin with his hand.

Looking at this face from left to right, it's just like my own!

I never thought that when people hate to the extreme, they would actually do something like this. Did they think that having this face would allow them to become her?

"Zhongli Yueluo!"

Qianqiu Changhuan was unable to break free and was completely powerless.

"Don't you feel ashamed with this face? What have you gained with this face?!"

"Zhongli! Yueluo!"

Aside from uttering words of resentment through gritted teeth, Qianqiu Changhuan has done nothing else.

Tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face. It turned out that her brother had always cared for her.

But live? Can she even live?

“Zhong Liyu has already given you the plague, and you still want to work for her. Logically speaking, you should hate yourself the most!”

"Shut up...you shut up!"

Zhongli Yueluo's eyes suddenly turned sinister, and she grabbed his neck, shoved him hard against the wall!

"I'm just asking you one question right now: Do you want to live?"

Her face was bruised and purple from being pinched, and she could hardly breathe. Her eyeballs were bulging out, and her hands were tightly gripping Zhongli Yueluo's hands.

It seems that even at this critical juncture of life and death, she still wanted to live and did not give up the struggle.

"Let... let go!"

Her voice was hoarse, like she was pulling a broken bellows. Zhongli Yueluo slowly released her.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and regained his composure.

"It seems you still want to live. Then do as I say, and I believe you can create chaos with your deception."

Although Qianqiu Changhuan was unwilling to be manipulated by Zhongli Yueluo, she did want to live.

Although she said she hated Zhongli Yueluo to death.

I wouldn't care even if it cost me my life, but I would still be afraid when I actually faced death.

"what do you want to do?"

"I want you to submit to Gongshu Liang!"

This was like a bolt from the blue! Suddenly, I felt like I'd rather be dead.

But Zhongli Yueluo took out a bottle from her bosom, pinched her cheek, and poured it into her mouth; it was her blood.

"Now your life and death are not in your own hands, but in my hands!"

After the song ended, my whole body felt like it was being bitten by ants, crawled by snakes and rats, and my meridians felt as if they had been severed and then reconnected.

She truly experienced what it means to be worse off than dead.

"You'd better do it obediently. You do care about your brother, don't you?"

It doesn't matter if she dies a filthy death, but what about her brother?

Unexpectedly, she thought her heart was dead, but did she still have a sliver of conscience left?