allonlinenovel Chapter 311 Paying Her Life
Chapter 311 Paying Her Life
Han Mubai's face looked extremely ugly. Although he had some martial arts skills, he was no match for Zhao Yan and others.
The current situation is very unfavorable to him.
He must not act impulsively, otherwise if Ge'er really lost her life, he would never be able to atone for his sin even if he died a hundred times.
Han Mubai immediately lowered his head and said, "Second Master Zhao, let's discuss this properly... There may be some misunderstandings."
"The person who killed Zhao Jingxue was found out long ago to be Qin Keqing... This has nothing to do with Ge'er."
Zhao Yan didn't believe the so-called evidence at all.
In his opinion, it was all the fault of the tyrant Qin Feiling, who dragged Qin Keqing down with him in order to help Zhou Lingge get rid of the crime.
The culprit from beginning to end was Zhou Lingge.
His purpose was to make Zhou Lingge atone for his sister's sins and die to pay his respects!
Zhao Yan immediately ordered someone to restrain Zhou Lingge, "Drag her out..."
"I want her to kneel down and kowtow in front of my sister to apologize."
"Then, I used a knife to slash her face...to vent my anger for my sister."
Han Mubai wanted to stop them, but the soldiers surrounded him.
It was simply impossible for him to withstand these soldiers alone.
"Ge'er, don't be afraid. I will protect you even if I die."
He looked at Zhou Lingge with concern in his heart.
The moment Zhou Lingge saw Zhao Yan, he went from being shocked to gradually calming down.
She calmed herself down and looked at the soldiers who were trying to drag her away.
"I'll go alone..."
She straightened her back and looked calm and indifferent.
She didn't even look at Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Oh, you are quite courageous. You are not afraid of death?"
I originally thought that Zhou Lingge would be so frightened after encountering these things that she would have knelt in front of him in tears and confessed all the wrong things she had done to Xueer.
Who would have thought that she remained calm from beginning to end, and there was no trace of fear in her expression at all.
Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You're such a good pretender. Too bad, I won't fall for it."
He grabbed Zhou Lingge's arm and dragged her out of the cabin himself.
The moment I stepped out of the wooden house, a biting cold wind blew.
Zhou Lingge couldn't help but tremble.
She looked up and saw an endless mountain range opposite her.
Among the mountains, there is a cenotaph standing faintly.
She was dragged by Zhao Yan. His pace was so fast that she could hardly keep up with him. She almost fell down several times.
Zhao Yan has no idea how to be gentle with women.
His heart was filled with the sorrow of losing his sister Zhao Jingxue.
It has been almost a year since my sister passed away.
He hadn't had a good night's sleep.
Whenever he closed his eyes, he would always see his sister crying and telling her that her death was unjust.
Zhou Lingge was only wearing thin clothes, facing the biting cold north wind, her little face was frozen red. This was the first time she felt so miserable since her rebirth.
She couldn't help but laugh.
She turned to look at Zhao Yan, "Second Young Master Zhao... you should be serving at the border right now, yet you've quietly appeared here... Are you planning a rebellion, disobeying the emperor's orders, and deceiving him?"
"Zhao Yan, if anything were to go wrong with me, not only you but the entire Zhao family would be buried with me. Are you sure you want to take such a huge risk?"
"Do you think it's worth it to sacrifice the lives of the entire Zhao family for a dead person?"
Zhao Yan's eyes were filled with hatred. He stopped in his tracks when he heard Zhou Lingge's words and stared fiercely at her face. "You're truly a coward... If it were any other woman, placed in such a desperate situation, she would have burst into tears out of fear..."
"But you... don't show the slightest bit of panic or fear... Zhou Lingge, I have to admit, you're indeed different from other women. But that's just the difference... That can't change my determination to kill you. Whether you're using threats or bribes, I won't fall for it... Since I dared to bring you here, I've naturally already thought about how to deal with it."
"In a few days, it will be the anniversary of my sister's death. I promised her that before her death, I would definitely take you to her grave and make you kneel on the ground to apologize to her..."
While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the cenotaph.
Zhou Lingge looked up and the three words "Zhao Jingxue" came into her sight.
"Zhao Yan, I'll say this only once... Zhao Jingxue's death has nothing to do with me."
Zhao Yan's eyes were full of impatience, and he pushed Zhou Lingge to the ground.
"Stop quibbling and struggling in vain. I won't believe a single word you say."
"Zhou Lingge... kowtow... otherwise, I will kill you right now."
He took out a dagger from his pocket and squatted down.
The sharp blade pressed against Zhou Lingge's neck.
"kowtow……"
"And said loudly, you are wrong, you shouldn't have killed Xue'er."
Zhou Lingge pursed her lips and met Zhao Yan's ferocious eyes coldly.
She replied word by word, "Zhao Jingxue's death has nothing to do with me. Why should I kowtow and admit my fault?"
"Zhao Yan, you've got the wrong person. Even if you kill me, Zhao Jingxue won't rest in peace..."
Zhao Yan gradually lost his mind, his eyes bloodshot. He screamed at Zhou Lingge, "Shut up, shut up! I don't believe a single word you said. Xue'er was killed by you. Zhou Lingge, I'm going to make you pay for her life."
"You deserve to die. Go to hell."
As he spoke, he pinched Zhou Lingge's neck hard with his palm.
Zhou Lingge suddenly felt suffocated.
She felt a little panic in her heart and struggled hard.
But she knew that her strength was far inferior to Zhao Yan's, and she would never be able to break free from his grip... She suddenly remembered that she still had the gold hairpin carved by Qin Feiling in her hair.
Her face flushed and she raised her hand with difficulty to pick up the golden hairpin.
But her hands and feet were clamped by Zhao Yan, and for a moment her fingers could not touch the golden hairpin at all.
She was about to be strangled to death by Zhao Yan.
At this moment, Han Mubai, covered in blood and holding a long sword, rushed over like a gust of wind.
He saw Zhao Yan pinching Zhou Lingge's neck, his eyes filled with rage.
Without any hesitation, he raised his sword and slashed at Zhao Yan's arm.
"Damn it... Zhao Yan, go to hell."
"How dare you hurt Ge'er? I will never stop fighting you."
Zhao Yan gasped. He didn't expect that Han Mubai could break free from the soldiers' grip and kill all his men.
He quickly let go of Zhou Lingge's neck and avoided Han Mubai's fierce attack.
Seeing this, Zhou Lingge quickly grabbed the golden hairpin... and immediately stabbed it towards Zhao Yan's chest.