[Humans shouldn't have wishful thinking. Don't do bad things because you will get addicted. You will only harm yourself.]
"B * tch, it's all your fault. It's all your fault." Duanmu Lun's hair was disheveled as he kicked Qi Jingshan who was in dirty clothes.
"If you didn't seduce me, all these wouldn't have happened. It's all your fault. Why don't you go and die?"
He was so angry that he picked up the broken bowl beside him and smashed it on Qi Jingshan's head.
Qi Jingshan wanted to resist, but she had not eaten for a long time and her body had no strength.
In addition, Duanmu Lun was in a frenzy. His strength was not something she could move.
"What's wrong, b * tch? You still want to resist? You don't know your limits." Duanmu Lun increased the strength in his hand and the fragile bowl broke.
He took the broken piece and scratched it on Qi Jingshan's face. "Don't you like to seduce men? Let's see how you can seduce men without your face."
"Ah ah ah!!!" Qi Jingshan screamed. Her eyes were filled with fear as she felt a burning pain on her face.
"Ah ah, I beg you, Eighth Prince. Please let me go. Let me go."
She tried hard to block the broken pieces on her face with her hands. Her face, which was already covered in dust, looked even more miserable under the nourishment of blood.
Duanmu Lun laughed crazily. His face was so hideous that it was scary.
"Let you go? Let you go? Who will let me go? You b * tch." As he said that, he scratched it again. This time, he cut it from her nose to the left side of her face.
The bloody wound instantly pierced Qi Jingshan's already painful nerves and collapsed even more.
So painful, so painful. Who will save me? Who will save me? I don't want to die. I don't want to die.
Duanmu Lun seemed to have found a fun toy. His eyes lit up as he stared at Qi Jingshan.
He looked at the broken piece in his hand and then looked at Qi Jingshan. He grinned and laughed happily.
But it was this look that scared Qi Jingshan so much that she trembled. She instinctively stepped back, wanting to escape from this situation. However, she was held tightly and couldn't move at all.
"No, no, don't, don't. Ah ah ah ah."
Looking at the big hand reaching towards her, she couldn't help but scream.
On the other hand, the louder Qi Jingshan screamed and the more horrified Duanmu Lun was, the more excited he was.
He grabbed the clothes on her body and with a fierce tug, he stripped them off in a few moves, leaving only her undergarments.
Looking at the clean and delicate skin in front of him, the sickness in his eyes became more and more serious.
"What are you doing, ah!" Qi Jingshan's last bit of strength was pierced into her waist, and she fell to the ground in pain.
Looking at the bright red blood that flowed out, Duan Mulun immediately crouched down and licked it with his tongue.
Once the blood stopped flowing, he used the shard to make another cut, as if it was a game and he was having a lot of fun.
When Qi Jingshan was in a trance, there was only unwillingness and resentment left.
She had been neglected since she was born. She was not reconciled. They were both the Marquis's children. Why was she shameful? So she wanted revenge.
Seeing that the whole family was dead, she was very happy, very happy.
But why hadn't Xunmi died? Why had she come to ruin everything for her? Now that she had fallen to such a state, she couldn't accept it.
If … if there was another chance, she would definitely strangle Xunmi, that bitch, to death with her own hands.
And Duan Mulun, that ungrateful dog, they would all die a horrible death.
Qi Jingshan, who closed her eyes in unwillingness, lived in resentment until the end.
But she had never thought about who caused all this. If her mother hadn't schemed against the Marquis of Qi, she wouldn't have been neglected since she was young.
When she grew up, if she hadn't had evil thoughts and pushed the people who killed the Marquis Zhong's household, Xunmi wouldn't have been so ruthless to her.
In the end, she reaped what she sowed.
Duan Mulun didn't seem to notice that the body's owner, who was still being teased by him, was so weak that it was almost non-existent.
He was like a tireless honey picker. After a while, Qi Jingshan's fair body was covered in blood.
In the dirty and messy palace overgrown with weeds, on the other side, the noble consort was still beautiful. Even though she was in a sorry state, she didn't panic. Only her eyes had lost their light.
But when she saw Duanmu Yurong, who was hugging her in fear in a corner not far away, she immediately sneered.
"Duanmu Yurong, have you ever thought that you would become like this one day?" She had thought about it since she decided to kill this thing.
But it was a little different from what she had expected. If she didn't succeed, she would be killed by Duanmu Yurong. Actually, it was still okay now.
Although her family had been confiscated and all her relatives had been sent away, at least she was still alive.
No matter what, it was better to live than to die. Who knew what would happen in the future? Maybe she could make a comeback.
Duanmu Yurong had already smoothed out his edges over the past month. His fat body hadn't eaten well during this time. Plus, he was worried, so his weight had dropped greatly.
His sunken cheeks and dark bags under his eyes were enough to see how bad his life was.
Although he was still wearing the dragon robe, he didn't feel happy at all. Because this was a blatant mockery, a revenge against him.
Back then, he had imprisoned him. Now, he had dragged him down from the throne and imprisoned him.
He was blatantly telling him that so what if he had been on the throne for more than 20 years? As long as he wanted to, he had to step aside.
He hated it and was unwilling to accept it. But he also understood that it was a foregone conclusion. No one could make a comeback.
Even if he could go back in time, he would still choose this path. But this time, he would kill him directly. He would never give him a chance to obstruct him.
"You're still hoping at this time. No wonder you can only rely on others to protect you even if you're on the throne. You're so pitiful and sad."
The Imperial Consort played with her nails as if she wasn't in deep trouble.
"Shut up, you b * tch. Do you think you're any better?" Duanmu Yurong spat, his eyes red.
"Ha …" The Imperial Consort sneered and waved at her son who had gone crazy.
"My son, come. There's another toy here. Don't just play with that one. It's easy to die. If you die, you won't be able to play with it."
Her bewitching words instantly attracted Duanmu Lun, who was still lying on Qi Jingshan's body and drinking blood.
"Mother, where is it?" She raised her head. Duanmu Yurong, who already had a bad premonition, trembled when he saw her bloody mouth stained with red.
"You … b * tch. What are you doing?" Duanmu Yurong panicked when he saw her pointing at him.
He struggled to get up with his weak body, trying to avoid the crazy thing that was already walking toward him.
But how could he be a match for Duanmu Lun, who ate his fill every day? He was pounced on and bitten on the neck.
"Ah!!!" His terrified scream shook the roof.
Xunmi and Duanmu Yulin, who had been watching the show from the rooftop, took one last look at their fate. They looked at each other and left quietly.
You reap what you sow. This was an eternal principle.
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