As soon as the Ji Da sounded, the daughter-in-law made a brilliant appearance!

Chapter 217 Miss, Let’s Escape from Marriage!

Zhi Nian's eyes were slightly red, full of self-blame, secretly cursing himself for letting Jiang Wanyin stay alone in Tingyu Courtyard...

Why didn't you go back to find her earlier...

She didn't protect her.

Zhi Nian looked at Jiang Wanyin who was kneeling on the ground. This was the person she held dear to her heart.

Her lady.

At this moment, he was covered in wounds and felt extremely fragile.

Seeing that Zhi Nian didn't move, Jiang Wanyin couldn't help but shed tears, which fell to the ground and splashed a little dust.

Nian'er...does he dislike her?

Thinking of this, my heart ached... I felt like I was about to die...

In comparison, Jiang Wanfeng's torture seemed less than one-tenth of it.

Jiang Wanyin couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his heart. Is this place going to break?

Just when Jiang Wanyin was in despair.

Zhi Nian bent down and hugged the trembling body, and his choked sobs reached Jiang Wanyin's ears.

"Sorry, I am late."

As soon as the words fell, the soft, warm lips of pity were imprinted on Jiang Wanyin's smooth forehead, and the trembling and fragile heart suddenly calmed down at this moment.

Jiang Wanyin raised her head and looked at Zhi Nian with her red eyes.

Those soft eyes were now red and bloodshot.

There was no disgust or disdain in those dark eyes, only pity, love and self-blame.

Jiang Wanyin was stunned. When Zhi Nian stood up, her tears fell on her hands that were covering her heart, and they were burning.

The system's voice sounded:

Current task target Jiang Wanyin

Current love value: 95%

Current host's health status: 90%

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She watched Zhi Nian stand up, and looked at everything in the dark room with red eyes.

The other hand that was supporting the ground couldn't help but tighten slightly, and the fingertips turned white.

Zhi Nian looked at everything in the dark room in front of him. There were all kinds of torture instruments hanging on the wall, collars, ropes, whips, candles...

Everything you need...

Zhi Nian thought about these things. Jiang Wanyin might have been tried on every one of them. How painful that must have been.

"Worse than a beast! Damn bastard!"

"Asshole! Not a human being! Go to hell after you die! Damn it!"

Zhi Nian's usually obedient little face was now extremely gloomy. She angrily tore down everything on the wall and stomped on it hard.

After finding a dagger, she cut all those things into pieces with red eyes, as if that was the only way to vent her hatred.

As she was cutting, tears began to fall.

She threw away the things in her hands, picked up Jiang Wanyin's clothes, turned and walked towards Jiang Wanyin, cleaning the wounds on Jiang Wanyin's body while crying, and then put on her clothes.

Jiang Wanyin's whole body was cold, but her heart was slowly warming up.

She hugged Zhi Nian and bent down to kiss him.

This time the kiss was sweet and salty.

I can't tell whose tears they are.

"Miss...your tears are so salty."

Zhi Nian quietly wiped away his tears, lowered his eyes, handed the dagger in his hand to Jiang Wanyin, and signaled her to destroy the remaining things.

Zhi Nian's words broke the atmosphere at the scene, and Jiang Wanyin burst into laughter.

As a result, he held the warm dagger in his hand and, just as he had just done, he tore off the remaining things on the wall, cut them up, and stepped on them.

At the same time, she was no longer afraid of the things that had hurt her.

Zhi Nian saw the wooden stake next to him. Jiang Wanfeng, a scholar lying on the ground, had already fainted under Zhi Nian's kick.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, with blood all over his face.

Zhi Nian stepped forward, dragged the man up, and tied him to a wooden stake.

She turned around and said, "Miss, come here."

The torture instruments on the wall were almost destroyed. When she heard Zhi Nian calling her, she turned around.

He walked over and saw Zhi Nian whipping Jiang Wanfeng hard with a broken whip, then handed the whip to him.

Jiang Wanyin took it, looked at her brother whom she hated so much, gritted her teeth, and swung the whip in her hand hard.

As he was being beaten, something in my heart seemed to slip away quietly, as if I was relieved.

After all the tossing and turning, the originally pale cheeks now had some color.

Jiang Wanfeng also woke up at this moment and saw himself being bullied by a woman and tied to a wooden stake.

He could not help but endure the pain in his body and yelled weakly: "What do you want to do? Let me go! I am the eldest young master of the Jiang family!"

Zhi Nian curled his lips and sprinkled oil in the dark room, "Sorry, Master, the Jiang Mansion will no longer exist."

It was also the first time that Jiang Wanfeng met someone crazier than himself, and he realized that Zhi Nian’s approach was not going to work.

He turned and yelled at Jiang Wanyin: "Jiang Wanyin! Let me go! I'm your brother!"

Jiang Wanyin picked up the box in the secret compartment, took out the jade inside and hung it around her neck.

She seemed to have not heard anything from above, and reached out to hold Zhi Nian's hand, "Nian'er, let's go."

Zhi Nian put his hand on it, and neither of them looked at Jiang Wanfeng who was tied up behind them.

He was the only one left in the dark room, cursing loudly, "You bitches! You shall not die well! Let me go now..."

Later, seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he began to beg for mercy.

"Someone come! Someone come quickly! Save me...sister...please..."

Outside the study door, Zhi Nian smiled and handed Jiang Wanyin a candlestick.

"Miss, I will accompany you from now on."