Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

Chapter 251 Suspicion

Ling Yunche lay on the ground, greedily breathing in the fresh air. At the moment of death, he felt fear for the first time.

At that moment, he truly felt the murderous intent.

As he was being strangled until his vision went black and he was about to lose consciousness, he instinctively felt that Jinzhong really wanted to kill him. His heart was filled with shock and fear, but at the same time, he suddenly realized something.

It turned out that he was Concubine Ling's man.

No wonder he hated himself so much.

He had just been strangled so tightly that his mind was completely focused on that hand. The words he heard were intermittent, and he didn't notice the soft affection that Jinzhong revealed at all.

Seeing his miserable appearance, a trace of disgust flashed in Jinzhong's eyes. He casually grabbed a handkerchief and wiped his hands vigorously, as if he had been stained with something dirty by touching Ling Yunche just now.

Then he continued, "You said Concubine Xian was in trouble, but isn't she the apple of the Emperor's eye? You were the guard who rescued her from the cold palace. She only needed to ask the Emperor to arrange a marriage between you and Yan Wan, and that would have been the end of it. But she waited for you for five years, and only hypocritically proposed an arranged marriage when I was about to rescue her in the Imperial Garden. You people are truly despicable..."

Jinzhong's tone was full of sarcasm and dissatisfaction. He became more and more excited as he spoke, and the expression on his face became a little distorted.

As he spoke, he let out a breath of foul air that had been pent up for a long time.

Jinzhong hated him and also hated himself.

He hated Ling Yunche. He hated that he had the status to be close to Yan Wan, but he couldn't protect her well, causing her to suffer in this palace.

He hated himself even more, hated himself for not being able to protect her, hated himself for not meeting her earlier, letting her be tortured for five years for no reason. Every time he thought of the grievances that Yan Wan had suffered, his heart ached like being cut by a knife.

Jinzhong hated himself even more for being just a eunuch. After enduring that knife, he had a sincere heart but did a lot for her, but always felt it was not enough.

He looked at his broken body, his heart filled with inferiority and helplessness. He knew that he could never give Yanwan a complete home, and he could never love and care for her like a normal man.

That's why he hated Ling Yunche so much. He had everything, but he couldn't treat her well. He felt that Ling Yunche was wasting Yanwan's feelings and betraying her sincerity.

If he were not a eunuch, but even a guard, his Yan Wan would not have to compromise, and he could find a way to marry her and make her his wife.

From then on, she would be held at the top of her heart. Yanwan could have as many children as she wanted. She didn't have to compete for favors by giving birth endlessly and ruining her already weak body...

Jinzhong was silent for a few breaths, looking at the decadent and vulnerable Ling Yunche in front of him with cold eyes.

At this time, Ling Yunche's hair was disheveled, his clothes were in disarray, and he collapsed on the ground, with none of his former charm.

Jinzhong looked at him like this and suddenly felt extremely bored. It was really disappointing to argue with such a person.

Once upon a time, he might have regarded Ling Yunche as his rival, but now, Ling Yunche's downfall made him feel that his own struggle seemed so ridiculous.

Things are different now, so naturally we look down on people like this.

Jinzhong thought with disdain, he slowly stretched out his hand, and gently straightened his cuffs which were a little messy due to the previous action with his slender fingers.

Then, he raised his head proudly.

"Forget it. There's no point in saying more now. Just stay here and enjoy the grace bestowed upon you by the Emperor."

Jinzhong sneered, his words full of sarcasm.

"I won't accompany you anymore. You have roots but don't know how to care for others. Then why don't you try being a rootless person..."

Jinzhong chuckled, his laughter tinged with pride and arrogance. He turned around and began to sing a little song, the sound of which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent room.

"I once saw the orioles singing in the Jade Palace of Jinling at dawn. The flowers blooming early in the Qinhuai Waterside Pavilion. Who knew the ice would melt so easily! ... I saw him build a red building. I saw him entertain guests, and I saw his building collapse..."

Jinzhong sang with a long, drawn-out melody, his tune carrying a hint of irony. As he sang, he strolled out of the house at a leisurely pace.

She never said any of this...

No, she said, she said she was bullied, but she didn't seem to take it to heart, so she was told to bear it, and over time she stopped talking about it.

If...if he had tried to save her from the beginning, would things have been different?

Perhaps, the powerful and greedy Concubine Ling wouldn't have emerged today...

It’s a pity that there is no if in life, and he is not allowed to regret.

Ling Yunche was playing in the house in a daze, not knowing what kind of hell on earth he was facing.

Eunuchs do not live in the palace except when they are on duty.

They lived in houses built specifically for them outside the palace, and those eunuchs with higher power in the palace would even have their own small courtyards. This living arrangement also made Ling Yunche's plan to raise Xiao Lingzi smoother to some extent.

As soon as Jinzhong left, the eunuchs responsible for this special task filed in, carrying their belongings. The tray was gently set down, and the uniquely shaped utensils glowed coldly in the dim light.

Ling Yunche thought it was just another new form of torture; after all, he had already endured all sorts of suffering in this palace. But then he felt something was amiss, and this feeling filled him with an inexplicable fear.

Without further ado, they tied Ling Yunche to the bed, their movements skilled and rough. Ling Yunche struggled in fear, but his strength seemed insignificant in front of these eunuchs.

Then they stripped him of his clothes without hesitation.

Not long after, Ling Yunche's shrill screams were heard from the cramped little house.

With their sharp movements, each blow seemed to be cutting into Ling Yunche's soul. Ling Yunche's face turned pale as paper, and sweat fell like rain.

Finally, Ling Yunche's eyes turned black and he passed out from the pain. His miserable screams also stopped abruptly. Only a dead silence remained in the hut, as if nothing had happened. Only the messy bed and the bloody smell in the air indicated the cruel scene that had just happened.

If you want to castrate a man, you must at least deprive him of food and water for a few days in advance... But Ling Yunche is a criminal slave, so it's better to save as much as possible. If he can bear it, he will live in humiliation. If he can't bear it, being freed is not a good outcome.

From then on, the cold palace lost its gatekeeper Ling Yunche, and the Yiku Palace gained a cleaning lady named Xiao Lingzi.