After being reborn, she became the richest man without being a queen

Chapter 219 Death

"No no no!"

With something stuffed in his mouth, Shen Qiuhua made a sound in despair.

Shen Qingling looked at him now, it was no longer like looking at a living person, it was more like looking at a piece of meat, which he endured to be slaughtered.

"Don't worry, death will definitely not make you die happily."

While speaking, Shen Qingling's saber slashed back and forth on Shen Qiuhua's robe, but it didn't cut his clothes, but it already made him tremble, and a ball of heat gushed out from his crotch.

The foul smell diffused in the house.

And Shen Qingling's face didn't change at all, just pointed at Shen Qiuhua's heart with the tip of the knife, and said in a cold voice: "You conspired to kill my mother back then, now I'm repaying you one after another, it's in line with the rules, isn't it?"

A word, already made Shen Qiuhua's face turn pale.

He shook his head frantically, trying to explain something.

"The knife is coated with mandala juice, you don't think you will feel any pain, don't worry." Shen Qingling pulled the bronze mirror and put it in front of Shen Qiuhua, with the knife down, blood splashed on the bronze mirror immediately.

indeed.

When the first cut was made, Shen Qiuhua's face was full of pain, but when the medicine took effect, he could no longer feel the pain at all, and the numbness and dullness slowed down his thoughts.

But the incomparably clear bronze mirror was placed in front of him, allowing him to see how his flesh and blood were cut open with a knife, and his blood gathered on the ground to form a small dark red pool.

The feeling of the knife grinding against the flesh made Shen Qiuhua's complexion gradually turn sallow.

He rolled his eyes and fainted several times, only to be awakened by Shen Qingling again.

"Don't worry, I won't be able to die for the time being." Shen Qingling held her temper, and every time she slashed, she explained to Shen Qiuhua the acupuncture points here and the effect after the stabbing.

It doesn't hurt.

Fear filled Shen Qiuhua's heart little by little.

He looked at Shen Qingling in despair, snot and tears were mixed together on his face, and the cloth ball in his mouth had long been wet and fell into blood stains.

"I was wrong."

"Let me go……"

"I didn't harm her...I didn't harm her...I really didn't harm her..."

"Yes, I said that poisoning is fine, but I just said it casually. I don't know if they really did it, I don't know!"

In a voice that was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to speak, only the fear of death remained.

"I've already cut you 32 times." Shen Qingling's smiling face was reflected in Shen Qiuhua's eyes, she was as beautiful as a fairy, but her inner core was a devil from hell, "If it wasn't for the mandala juice, you would be twitching all over by now, and your limbs are cold , is only one step away from death."

In fact, with the mandala, it is nothing more than avoiding the perception of pain.

But how could Shen Qingling let Shen Qiuhua die so easily?
She flipped her hand and took out a thin white porcelain bottle from the armhole, and continued with a smile:

"This is Qingshen powder, which can counteract the effect of mandala juice. I will ask you one last question. If you don't answer me satisfactorily, I will let you really feel the feeling, how about it?"

Shen Qiuhua's mind had collapsed at this moment, his eyes were lost, he nodded in a daze, and the corners of his mouth were watering.

"Did Shen Zeng know that you were poisoned?" Shen Qingling asked word by word.

When sending the Shen family on the road in the previous life, Xu Yan picked up on Shen Zeng, saying that Shen Zeng acquiesced.But in the next life, Shen Qingling has been secretly investigating these days, but found that things seem to be different from what Xu Yan said.

If people are about to die, their words are also good?

No, people like Xu Yan, when they are about to die, will only want to find someone to back them up.

It's not that Shen Qingling let Shen Zeng go because of this, she just wants to know how vicious this heartless man has gone, and whether he really intervened in the death of his wife.

"I..." Shen Qiuhua swallowed in a daze, and said, "Father...Father didn't know we were poisoned, but...but after he knew that Mrs. Lin was dead...he praised me..."

Never intervened, but knew the truth.

It was within Shen Qingling's expectation.

Shen Qingling indifferently unplugged the red silk cloth stopper of the porcelain bottle, raised her hand and sprinkled the medicinal powder in the bottle on Shen Qiuhua's body, and then watched Shen Qiuhua slowly regain consciousness.

At this moment, Shen Qiuhua couldn't shout.

The pain beyond the tolerance of ordinary people made him curl up, mouth open, panting for breath.

In Shen Qiuhua's eyes, such an instant thing as death has become an extravagant hope.

After Yingxiu and Yuxiang confirmed that there was no one outside the yard, they turned their heads and went back to the house. They were startled when they saw the mess in the house.

Fortunately, the two of them were quite courageous and did not faint.

"Yingxiu, go help me and call Uncle Fu to come over and hide." Shen Qingling stretched out her sleeves to wipe off the blood on her face, and ordered: "The corpse can't stay here, it can only be seen and transported out of the city."

Now that the time for the city gate to be released has passed, Shen Qingling had to borrow Xue Yu's light to go out of the city.

So Yuxiang had to make a trip to Xue's residence.

At this time, Shen Qiuhua hadn't died completely yet, as Shen Qingling pulled the rope, he slid off the chair and lay down in the filth mixed with yellow and red.

ho-

ho-

He couldn't speak, and apart from a coughing cough, there was only the sound of dying gasps in his throat.

Although Yuxiang and Yingxiu were terribly frightened by their own wife's bloody Yan Luo, they also knew that they should not be frightened at critical moments, so they shook hands, nodded courageously, then turned and ran out.

Since we want to keep secret, of course we can't go through the front door.

The two of them separated into two ends, climbed over the courtyard wall, and disappeared into the night after a while.

And Shen Qingling stepped on Shen Qiuhua's neck, and crushed it with her toes, blocking Shen Qiuhua's throat, making him unable to make a sound.

The night was cold.

Shen Qingling sat alone in the room, looking down at Shen Qiuhua dying, until he saw Uncle Fu and Shao Cong and Shao Ying enter the room after Yingxiu.

"Second lady!"

"How is this going?"

"Damn it, is this dog trying to do something to you?"

Fear and anger flashed across the faces of the three of them, and they almost immediately guessed the reason why Shen Qiuhua was lying in a pool of blood.

"Yes, so in order not to be harmed, I acted in advance." Shen Qingling's face was a little tired, "Please trouble the three of you to help me dispose of the corpse, at least for now...I can't let the people in the Shen family know that I killed it." he."

Before Uncle Fu and the others came, Shen Qingling had already put the bronze mirror back to its original place.

Whether it's Uncle Fu or Shao Ying Shao Cong, they really trust Shen Qingling very much, and they will definitely stand by Shen Qingling's side, but she doesn't want them to see her bloodthirsty and cruelty.

"Don't be afraid... Second lady, don't be afraid, Uncle Fu is here." Uncle Fu quickly walked over the corpse, walked to Shen Qingling's side, patted Shen Qingling's head lovingly, and said, "Uncle Fu will help you deal with it. I won’t let him harm you after he dies!”

(End of this chapter)