frightfiction Chapter 1193 Shen Nanqiao knows Liu Shixiu’s identity
Chapter 1193 Shen Nanqiao knows Liu Shixiu’s identity
"A fool who was manipulated by her lover, who didn't even know his name or identity, and was ultimately treated as a discarded child, is she worthy of my jealousy?"
Shen Nanqiao's roar stopped abruptly, as if an invisible hand had strangled his throat, leaving only rapid and heavy breathing.
Her bloodshot eyes stared at Shen Zhinian, with a hint of confusion and even deeper fear: "You...what did you say..."
"I say..."
Shen Zhinian leaned forward slightly, and spoke in a voice as cold as ice: "Your affectionate and loyal 'Xiulang', his last name is not 'Lin' at all."
Shen Nanqiao's whole body trembled violently, his pupils dilated, and the last bit of color on his face faded away.
How, how did Shen Zhinian know about Xiu Lang's existence? !
Also, what does this mean?
"His last name is Liu."
Shen Zhinian clearly uttered the surname, emphasizing each word: "Your lover is called 'Liu Shixiu', the second son of the Duke of Dingguo!"
boom--! ! !
It was as if a thunder exploded in Shen Nanqiao's mind!
She just felt that the whole world was spinning around in an instant!
Liu...Liu Shixiu? !
The concubine of Duke Dingguo? !
No! Impossible!!
Absolutely impossible! ! !
Her Xiulang is as gentle as jade and his love is as deep as the sea.
He was just a businessman with a wandering background who needed her protection.
How could he be... How could he be the son of the Duke of Dingguo, so high and mighty that even his father had to look up to him?!
"You're talking nonsense! You're lying!"
Shen Nanqiao shook her head violently, her hair flying, and her voice changed shrilly: "Xiulang...how could he..."
"Shen Zhinian! You even dared to make up such a huge lie just to deceive me!"
Shen Zhinian scoffed softly: "Make it up?"
She stood up and nodded slightly to Fuqiu behind her.
Fuqiu took a step forward expressionlessly, took out a scroll of paper from her sleeve, unrolled it quickly, and held it in front of Shen Nanqiao: "Lu Shenshi, take a good look at who this is!"
In the dim light of the lantern, Shen Nanqiao clearly saw that it was a wanted warrant.
The person in the portrait has handsome features and a gentle temperament. Even with just a simple outline of ink, it cannot conceal the sense of familiarity that is engraved in her bones!
Next to the portrait were several lines of glaring cinnabar characters:
[Wanted criminal: Liu Shixiu.]
[Identity: The second son of Duke Dingguo.]
[Charge: Treason and intent to poison Concubine Chen, a heinous crime!]
[A reward of 1,000 taels will be given to the person who captures the person, and a reward of 100 taels will be given to the person who reports the person! ]
This portrait... the person in this portrait is clearly her Xiu Lang!
He was her lover whom she missed day and night, for whom she gave everything, even willing to bear the crime of murdering the imperial concubine!
"No... no... this isn't him..."
Shen Nanqiao's lips trembled violently, and his eyes stared at the portrait, as if he wanted to burn a hole through it.
She tried to find the slightest difference between the person in the portrait and Xiu Lang, but it was a futile effort...
"No... this isn't Shurou..."
"You lied to me... You deliberately asked someone to draw this..."
"Shen Zhinian! You have such a vicious heart! You..."
At this point, Shen Nanqiao's voice suddenly choked, as if a cold hand was strangling his throat.
Because in the lower right corner of this wanted poster, there is clearly a scarlet imperial seal that symbolizes the supreme imperial power!
The bright red mark was like a pot of boiling magma pouring down on Shen Nanqiao's head!
"what--!!!"
A shrill scream that was not like a human voice suddenly burst out from the depths of Shen Nanqiao's throat, like the last wail of a dying beast!
Shen Zhinian had already left the cell.
Shen Nanqiao pounced on the iron fence, his skinny fingers tightly grasping the cold iron bars.
The nails scraped against the rough rust, making a harsh sound and instantly cracking and leaving bleeding marks!
She squeezed her entire face into the gap between the iron bars, her bloodshot eyes widening to the point of almost bursting as she stared at the portrait and name on the wanted poster, as if she was truly seeing the man's appearance for the first time!
"Liu Shixiu...Liu Shixiu...Liu Shixiu!!!"
Shen Nanqiao screamed the name madly over and over again, his voice filled with overwhelming hatred, the ultimate shame of being fooled, and the despair of a completely collapsed faith!
"You lied to me... You've been lying to me all along!!!"
"What about Lin Xiu... what about deep love that lasts forever... it's all fake! Fake!!"
"You used me... You've been using me!!!"
"what--!!!"
Shen Nanqiao slammed his forehead hard against the hard iron fence!
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The dull and terrifying sound of impact echoed in the cell, accompanied by her hysterical cries and curses.
Blood flowed down Shen Nanqiao's smooth forehead, staining his brow and cheeks red, and dripped onto the dirty straw, which was shocking to see.
She seemed not to feel the pain, but just banged her head against the iron bars frantically, as if she wanted to smash the name that deceived, used her, and ultimately pushed her into hell, along with her own foolish past, into pieces!
Shen Zhinian stood quietly outside the prison door, the shadow of her cloak covering her calm face.
She looked at the completely broken, mad woman in front of her. There was no pleasure in her eyes, only cold indifference.
Fuqiu silently put away the wanted poster.
Xiao Mingzi seemed to be oblivious to the tragic scene before him.
The only sounds left in the cell were Shen Nanqiao's desperate cries, frantic curses, and heart-pounding crashes...
The wound on her forehead was torn open, and dark red blood, mixed with dirty sweat and tears, left hideous marks on her withered face.
Shen Nanqiao no longer had the strength to crash into the iron bars. He just hung limply on the cold iron bars, his body twitching violently.
Sometimes, there were broken and untuned sobs and curses: "Liu... Liu Shixiu... liar... you will not live well! Haha..."
"My child... my child..."
"Your intestines are ruptured... die..."
There was no clear hatred in Shen Nanqiao's eyes anymore, only the madness and confusion after being completely destroyed.
Fuqiu frowned slightly, took a half step forward, and lowered her voice beside Shen Zhinian, with a hint of barely perceptible solemnity: "Your Majesty, Lu Shenshi is like this... I'm afraid she can't stand the stimulation. She's a little... a little crazy."
Shen Zhinian's gaze fell on Shen Nanqiao's face, which was completely covered in blood. A hint of relief flashed across the depths of his fox eyes.
crazy?
It's good to be crazy.
She had originally been a bit worried. What if Shen Nanqiao, during his trial or execution, recklessly shouted out such shocking nonsense as "rebirth" and "previous life"?
Even if no one believes it, it will eventually cause unnecessary ripples and may even arouse the emperor's suspicion.
Shen Zhinian has come this far with every step he took, and any slight change could bring about a catastrophic disaster.