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Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin expressionlessly, and said indifferently, "Just a verbal engagement, Miss Jiang doesn't need to feel wronged. You know the identity of this official and you should also understand 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 broke my promise."

She didn't reject Song Boxue's marriage, and she was willing to help this person hide her identity.

Song Boxue sneered in her heart, and her words became more straightforward: "No, this official does not force others to be difficult, nor does he love to owe favor."

Otherwise, when Jiang Fanyin meets the person she likes, or finally holds hands with the male lead, what is she?

Ex-husband?

"No strong man is difficult." Hearing Song Boxue say this, Jiang Fanyin felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and she couldn't explain her feelings.

But she is sure that she has no reluctance, so it is not difficult to talk about strong people.

Song Boxue sneered out this time.

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

Jiang Fanyin subconsciously wanted to step back, but someone grabbed her arms.

Song Boxue leaned into her ear and said in a low voice, "Does Sister Jiang know what she is talking about? There's no such thing as the kindness that fulfills you at that time."

Dangerous and thought provoking.

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

What from the beginning, what to hope? What else is there to be well-intentioned?

Song Boxue twitched the corner of her mouth, straightened her face, and looked at each other.

"This officer is saying that if you marry me and meet another good person in the future, don't even think about me getting along well with you, this officer will only give you a letter of divorce, and let you become Abandoned woman, do you still want to marry me?"

Jiang Fanyin was stunned, forgot to react for a while, and just stared at the person who was close at hand.

She seemed to hear a sound, like a firework box that had been dusty for a long time, suddenly lit, blooming all over the sky, blooming in her heart.

Song Boxue stared at Jiang Fanyin intently, and there was silence between them.

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

Looking at Jiang Fanyin who was silent, Song Boxue took two steps back and said coolly, "It's boring, this official has other business to do, Miss Jiang, please do it yourself."

The voice with no emotion, with a slightly indifferent look, is clearly chasing customers.

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

She was in a turmoil. It was true that Song Boxue was a little rude, but it was a sober truth.

After they get married, if any of them meet a good match again, is there only a divorce?

Or quit...

Jiang Fanyin was at a loss, this was something she never thought of.

Seeing Jiang Fanyin returning to the back house, Song Boxue stood up and said to Lin Er who had been waiting by the side: "Second Brother Lin, go to prison with this official."

The heroine is right, there is a flower see the hero, and I don't know what the plot will be, so I have to cut the mess quickly.

Lin Er nodded and followed, he was sent by the Miao prefect to assist Song Boxue, and it was his duty to obey and protect.

Thinking of the scene I saw in the prison last time, it was because he passed through some big scenes that he also had some heart palpitations.

But this time is different, because the young county magistrate did not let him follow up, but ordered him to stay outside the torture chamber of the fire prison and did not let anyone in.

In the torture room, Song Boxue poured a bowl of wine: "Jiang Qianhu also used a large bowl to drink at the bar. I heard that drinking this way is more enjoyable. This glass of wine toasts you."

Speaking, she drank it and put down the wine bowl.

"God officer, let the horse come over if you live or cut it." Jiang Wuyi was angry, and being tied to a stake like this, he felt an unprecedented humiliation.

Since he can remember, he has been adopted by the Jiang family. When he grew up, he had no choice but to leave Jiang Mansion to join the military camp because of Jiang Fanyin.

Song Boxue raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "Originally, your life will be smooth sailing, this year is the eleventh year of the Baiyue, and in the twelfth year of the Baiyue, you will follow General Hua. It's a pity, you shouldn't waste your life, and now it's in the hands of this official, I'm afraid you won't survive this year."

She wants to see how Heaven will protect the male protagonist. There is a saying that is quite right.

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

He was facing Song Boxue at this moment, and he only felt extremely frightened, a kind of uneasiness of being strangled by the throat.

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 confession."

"You have... a dream..." Jiang Wuyi's words disappeared before he said it, and his eyes became dull.

Song Boxue loosened his bindings and put the pen into his hand: "Write your name and draw the note."

Jiang Wuyi seems to be demented, holding the pen honestly, signing and pressing his handprint.

Song Boxue put away the paper, tied him again, turned and left the torture room.

The torture room behind him was filled with a faint scent of lime, fresh but also cold.

Lin Er watched her walk out of the torture chamber, and he felt a chill in the face. The young county magistrate in front of him seemed to be a different person. Trembling to see.

Song Boxue nodded towards him and rubbed her eyebrows.

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

The closed door, the candlelight flickered in the window, she reached out and knocked on the door.

"Song Boxue?"

There is an uncertain sound inside.

"It's me."

The door creaked open, Jiang Fanyin was wiping his hair with a white cotton handkerchief in his hand.

Song Boxue's breathing was stagnant, and she looked away at the candle on the table: "This official went to examine Jiang Qianhu."

She didn't know why she came to Jiang Fanyin again, maybe it was pheromone, she felt more comfortable when she came to be with the heroine, and she was no longer so irritable.

Jiang Fanyin gave a light "um" and motioned her to continue.

Song Boxue was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I feel a little thirsty."

The voice made a hoarseness along with the movement of the throat.

She changed her mind again. Now that she is ready to fight against the Dao of Heaven, she still cares about the male protagonist.

Song Boxue always believes that everything she wants must be achieved by herself. No matter what the result is, at least she will not leave any regrets for herself.

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Mu Qinghuai got a 'Edged Edge' system, which not only helped her join the number one sect in the world of self-cultivation, but also transformed her from an obscure prostitute into a talented senior sister with a sharp edge.

She thought she could continue to counterattack.

Results...

The new disciples competed, she passed five levels and cut six generals, and she was about to win. The system prompts: It is detected that the opponent Tang Wurao is the heroine of this world, and she is sheltered by heaven. Please avoid her edge and take the initiative to admit defeat.

Mu Qinghuai: “…”

Later, Mu Qinghuai just got an ancient spirit tool, the system prompts: It is detected that this spirit tool is a chance for the heroine, Tang Wurao is on her way, please avoid her edge and donate it voluntarily .

Mu Qinghuai: “…”

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

The heroine Tang Wurao was detected…

Please avoid the host...

Please cooperate...

Mu Qinghuai: “…”

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