Ink Burns

Chapter 46: Longevity Pill

"When you die, I will convince Master Cheng to bury you together with Master Cheng!"

"What a chaste and loving woman you are! Your husband died, and you even committed suicide for him!"

"Then I will tie your hair and Master Cheng's hair into a knot, symbolizing your unity of purpose. Then I will write a love poem and perform a tearful and tragic opera, which will be sung forever!"

"Sing about your unity as husband and wife, sing about your deep friendship, sing about your loyalty until death!"

"When you get to the underworld, the King of Hell will cry when he hears this, and he will definitely ask the matchmaker to tie a red string of love for you that will keep you together for three lifetimes!"

The mountain moon rises higher and higher.

Thinking quietly in the middle of the night cannot wake up a drunk gambler.

Miss Wang Er almost vomited just by listening to it: It would be better to find a lazy guy to kiss and kiss me than to be tied to that fat kid for three lifetimes.

The light gradually returned to Duan's eyes, which were as calm as a dead fish. The light gathered in the pupils, and suddenly he began to struggle frantically.

Shanyue relaxed her hands.

Duan immediately fell on the dry grass mat, scratched his throat violently, and retched hard, finally spitting the dark brown pill onto the ground!

“A man dies like a lamp going out.”

Shan Yue's tone dropped: "After you are buried, your affairs after death will be completely written by others. You have no control over a single word. You were manipulated by others when you were alive, and you have to help perform after you die. Are you willing to accept this?"

Unlike drinking chicken manure soup, stabbing your throat yourself will leave a lasting aftertaste.

Duan vomited so much light green bile that she crawled on the dry grass mat, her back and chest rising and falling, her hands lying on the ground like dead branches. After several breaths, she finally calmed down. When she raised her eyes, tears from vomiting soaked her eye sockets: "I am unwilling, but what can I do?!"

"At least you can survive!" Shan Yue shouted in a low voice.

Shan Yue's eyes turned downward: "Don't you want to live to see Lord Liu, who has deceived you, betrayed you, bullied you and humiliated you, fall from the altar, and from now on no longer be high and mighty, but be no different from mortals like you?"

Duan looked at Shanyue in fear: "Who are you?!"

Shanyue leaned back, shrugged, and smiled: "I am He Shanyue, ma'am, you personally brought me to the Cheng family."

Duan looked at Shanyue blankly, then looked at the pool of green, smelly bile and the glaring poison on the ground.

She could report He Shanyue and let Cheng Xinghe and Lord Liu thoroughly investigate her background. The end result would be that He Shanyue would die, and she would definitely not survive - she had already been blamed for Cheng Daxing's death in the Cheng family, and the blame had already spread, so the Cheng family would never forgive her.
Even if I'm alive, what can I do?
She is still the chess piece.

She thought that Lord Liu didn't take her in because of her age, family background or because he already had a wife. But now that she thought about it, Lord Liu had completely given up on her after the incident in the mourning hall. She thought it was love, so she could convince herself in each dark night that "Lord Liu did romantic things to her when she was so young because he loved her", and she could convince herself that she should love him back and reciprocate the favor. Only then could she cooperate with Lord Liu to marry Cheng Daxing, and only then could she feel less pain when being beaten again and again!
Not love.

Not love!

No!

It is bullying! It is deception! It is seduction! It is coercion! It is the abomination that goes against the moral principles of the world!
Because there is such a beginning, there will be such an ending.

Because of stories like this, there was Cheng Xinghe, who killed his father and mother and committed unforgivable crimes.

Duan's eyes instantly filled with tears, "What do you need me to do?"

Shan Yue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but before she could say anything, she heard Duan Shi say, "I can help you with anything you need about the Cheng family. I will also tell you everything you want to know about Lord Liu. But one thing is that Cheng Xinghe deserves to die, and he is also my flesh and blood that I carried for ten months. If I don't do anything to Cheng Xinghe, you have to swear to me that you will keep him alive."

Shan Yue looked at Duan quietly, with his fingers clasped together and resting on his chin, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Waiting makes people anxious, and silence adds to the uneasiness.

A layer of confusion gradually emerged in Duan's heart.

I don't know how long I waited, but I finally heard Shanyue say, "Okay. I promise you, I will save Cheng Xinghe's life." Duan let out a long sigh.

Then Shan Yue pressed him for the third time, "Who was there that night at Fushou Mountain? Three times is the limit. If your answer this time still doesn't satisfy me, you will take the Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Pill, the Cheng family will still be destroyed, and Lord Liu will still not have a good end. What's more, Cheng Xinghe will definitely die. What you asked for is not good, and the ending will be even worse. Why do you have to grit your teeth and hold on?"

Huangqi said that Duan didn't know, but Shanyue was sure that as the mistress of the family, Duan couldn't have been unaware of it.

Duan lowered her eyes and smiled, "I gritted my teeth for your own good. Back then, Cheng Daxing sent me back to my parents' home, and I didn't know the details. Later, when I talked with Lord Liu, I learned that the leader was Fu Mingjiang, the only daughter of Princess Jing'an, who was named Princess Suiyuan by the late emperor at birth. Those who came with her were all children of the top families in the capital, including Cui Jue, the eldest son of Marquis Wuding, Chang Yusu, the youngest son of Marquis Guanbei, Xue Chen, the youngest son of the Prince's Guardian, and Fu Mingbo, the younger brother of Princess Suiyuan. These people are not from the Cheng family, and the family backgrounds behind them are definitely not something that an orphan like you can shake."

Even if you are too smart, it is impossible.

The Cheng family is just a small chicken egg that will break if touched.

These families are like crouching dragons on the mountain. How can they be overthrown?

Duan's eyes were filled with pity, but Shan Yue's heart was filled with huge waves. She had worked hard for eight years! Eight whole years! She dared not forget it day and night, and kept it in mind all the time! After eight years, she finally knew the names of these people!
Fu Mingjiang, Cui Jue, Chang Yusu, Xue Chen, Fu Mingbo
Shan Yue wished he could use his blood to carve these people's names three feet underground!

Shan Yue lowered his head.

She may not be able to control her emotions well now, but she can at least choose to lower her head and not let others see her.

".The Chuihua Gate is now unattended. The maids and servants are all drinking and playing cards in the kitchen, and the mourning hall in the outer courtyard is also full of drunkenness."

Shan Yue stood up slowly and clapped his hands lightly on his ears.

Someone pushed open the door and entered.

Huang Zhi smiled innocently, rubbing his hands, shrugged and greeted Duan: "Hello, Madam - Sister Huangqi is here too!"

Shan Yue whispered, "Huang Zhi will take you to a small cave. After you crawl out, you will find a small alley on the back street. There will be a mule cart waiting for you at the door. Go north and you will find a ruined temple that has been cleaned up. You can rest here for one night and leave the city tomorrow."

Huang Zhi raised her hand: Yes, she did contribute her private dog hole.

Shan Yue handed over a small cloth bag and said, "I have already prepared the fake identity and pass for you. Once you leave the city, go to the Snake Head Village in Taobao Town."

Huang Qi took the small cloth bag and said in surprise: "Snake Head Village? Isn't it very close to Shewei Village where the Cheng family is?!"

"It's dark under the lamp."

Shan Yue said succinctly: "If you are missing tomorrow, the Cheng family will definitely look for you everywhere, but they dare not make a big fuss, let alone look for you in a place very close to their home - firstly, they are sure that you dare not go there, and secondly, family disgrace should not be made public. If the news spreads, will the Cheng family still be able to live as human beings?"

Shan Yue left immediately.

Duan called Shanyue: "Wait."

Shan Yue paused slightly.

"If I had been involved in the Fushou Mountain fire, you might not have let me go, right?" Duan asked.

Shan Yue glanced back and said, "Anyone who participates in this will be punished no matter how far away they are."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward.

The troops were divided into two groups. Huang Zhi led two men to sneak out, while Shan Yue and Wang Erniang returned to the embroidery building.

As soon as she got out of the door, Miss Wang leaned against the pillar and slapped her chest twice: "You idiot, I thought you were really going to poison her to death! What is the Nine-transformation Soul-restoring Pill? I haven't heard you mention it before?"

Although the personnel of “Guoqiaogu” are complicated, they are all painters, not gangsters who kill and rob people. Where do these rare treasures come from?
Shan Yue walked forward without looking around: "For the hawthorn cake at noon, I rolled it into a ball and wrapped it in a layer of pot ash."

He took out two more from his pocket and said expressionlessly: "Do you want to eat? It will strengthen your stomach and help digestion, and you will live a hundred years."

(End of this chapter)