The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

As soon as Jiang Ying finished speaking, he gave Kunan a decisive look.

The latter understood, stepped forward and raised his hand, and pushed the two Demon Guards who were holding Nian Nu hostage, and then pushed them down with an expressionless face.

They prepared a 95-meter rope for the -meter cliff to ensure that Nian Nu could experience the feeling of falling rapidly, and at the moment when his face was about to hit the ground and his whole body was smashed into mud, he was miraculously alive...

Swish, swish, swish... It's the sound of the rope being pulled, tense and exciting.

Jiang Ying glanced down the cliff and smiled, "This is called bungee jumping. Isn't it an interesting game?"

Kunan, "..."

Other Demon Guards: "..."

Sorry, you call this a game? Fun?

Why do we feel a little bit perverted!

Naturally, the ropes of their Mo Ji Wei are of extremely high quality, and they will not break even if they are used to hang ten wild boars at once.

So unless Nian Nu seeks death himself, or his teeth are as sharp as blades and can bite through the extremely strong rope, otherwise, he has no choice but to die and come back to life!

After all, when they tied him up, they had thoroughly cleaned his body. Not to mention the dagger and the like, even his clothes were reduced to only a pair of shorts.

Sure enough, after a while, a not very clear but heart-wrenching scream came from the bottom of the cliff...

It was intermittent, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, and in the end it completely changed the tune.

Jiang Ying was not moved, and even looked numb. He raised his lips slightly, "Pull it up, throw it down again, five... seems too few, ten times. I want to see if his bones are as hard as he thinks."

“Ah—ah—ah—ah—ah—” once.

“Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…” twice.

"Ah~~Ah~~Ah~Ah~Ah~~" three times.

When Nian Nu was about to be pushed down for the fourth time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, his hair was disheveled, and his voice was as unpleasant as a duck, "Kill me!"

Jiang Ying looked at his fingernails facing the sunlight. He had been through a lot of hardship these past few days, climbing over mountains and crossing rivers, and many of his fingernails were broken.

So ugly.

She spoke without looking at Nian Nu, "So, are you willing to guess my purpose?"

That's not a problem at all.

Here, even people without eyes can see what Jiang Ying wants to do.

——Let Nian Nu confess the mastermind behind the incident and explain clearly the reason for arresting the child.

However, Nian Nu seemed to still hold on to a glimmer of hope. After gritting her teeth, she continued to be stubborn, "I don't know. You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you."

Jiang Ying: "Well, very good, let's continue."

So, the fifth time, the sixth time, the seventh time, and so on until the tenth time...

During this period, Nian Nu tried to compromise, but Jiang Ying did not give him a chance.

It was not until the tenth time that Nian Nu's scream became so quiet that it could not be heard, that Jiang Ying clapped his hands and said, "Forget it, pull it up. You can't play with it anymore. If you play with it too much, it won't be that scary anymore."

For example, she herself might even fall in love with the feeling of bungee jumping.

When Nian Nu was pulled up, he looked like he was fished out of the water. He was soaked all over and his face was as pale as paper. The so-called bone shrinking technique could no longer be maintained and he became a man of normal size.

However, his facial features are still like those of a snake, feminine and cold, and his eye sockets are particularly deep, like those of the Yuan Dynasty!

"Princess, in my opinion, he looks like a Yuan citizen. Could he be working for the Yuan country?" Kunan took a few steps closer and told Jiang Ying his guess.

The latter raised an eyebrow, "Yuan Kingdom?"

There were frequent wars and frictions between Nan Zhao and Yuan. The border guarded by Jiang Shang was mainly focused on the cities bordering Nan Zhao and Yuan.

It can be said that everyone knew Sima Zhao's intention when the Yuan Dynasty attempted to invade Southern Zhao and seize its resources and land.

If Nian Nu was really a Yuan citizen, then it would make sense for him to steal the child to deal with Yan Zhuo and poison Jiang Shang, right?

However, Jiang Ying never liked to use deduction to determine something.

Suddenly, a small injection needle appeared in her hand. Taking advantage of Nian Nu's weakness, she walked over and stabbed him in the arm. "Don't worry, let him recover for two days, and then continue the interrogation."

Bungee jumping not exciting enough?

It's okay, Morphine, he deserves it!

I believe that when he becomes addicted, even the toughest man will pull her trouser legs and beg for mercy.

Jiang Ying had just ordered the Demon Guards to take care of Nian Nu again when one of the Demon Guards guarding the cabin rushed forward and said happily, "Princess, the young master... the young master seems to have woken up!"

"Really?" Jiang Ying ran back. Nian Nu was no longer in her mind.

Inside the wooden house.

[I feel so tired. Is this sleep paralysis? It feels like I have slept for a long time, but I feel like I have been beaten all over my body.]

The little guy stretched lazily, and a mature tone emerged that was totally inconsistent with his baby body.

Suddenly, his right hand seemed to hit something?

It's a little hard, a little soft, and a little prickly.

Xiao Yanzhi shuddered all over and turned his head stiffly, only to find that it was a person——

[Oh, isn't this my scumbag dad? Why is he lying next to me? Bad guy, he must have slept with me secretly while my mom is not around. Such a grown man, how shameless! ]

He wanted to withdraw his hand in disgust, but when he saw that Yan Zhuo was sleeping soundly and showed no signs of waking up, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

He waved his little hands and slapped Yan Zhuo hard on the face several times.

[Hehe, slap your scumbag father. These three slaps are for myself. ]

[The next three slaps are for my mother. Scum dad, please don't be unconvinced. Who told you to only love Jiang Yilin in your previous life and not care about us mother and son? ]

"Pa pa pa", three more slaps, almost using all his strength.

Soon, a small red palm mark appeared on Yan Zhuo's sleeping handsome face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps feeling a little guilty, little Yan Zhi couldn't help but crawl over with his hands and feet, touched him, and subconsciously checked Yan Zhuo's breath. Only after making sure that he was not hurt by him did he breathe a sigh of relief.

So, when Jiang Ying ran into the house, he saw that his son had not only woken up, but also had a look on his face as if he had done something bad, and was sitting steadily on his father's chest.

"Zhizhi!" Jiang Ying's voice was filled with complicated emotions and a hint of sobs.

No one knew how scared she was, afraid that her child would leave her forever!

When little Yanzhi saw his mother for the first time, he was also stunned, and then he slowly remembered what had happened before.

He and his third uncle sneaked out of the Duke's Mansion to go to Tianxiang Tower to see the Yangzhou skinny horse. Then, his third uncle was busy fighting, so he was kidnapped by Fengzhu, that bad woman...

I didn't want to think about it, but as soon as I thought about it, all the grievances and fears in my heart suddenly popped out.

"Wow..." Xiao Yanzhi stretched out his hands to Jiang Ying for a hug while crying loudly, shouting frantically in his heart, [Mother, mother, mother, wuwuwuwu, I thought I would never see you again! ]

The cry was extremely demonic, like a tape recorder at maximum volume, rebelling in Jiang Ying's mind.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She rushed forward, picked up her son and hugged him tightly in her arms. She raised her hand and spanked him twice, "You scared me to death! You little brat, you scared me to death, do you know that?"

Mother and son hugged each other and cried.

After being slapped six times by little Yan Zhi, Yan Zhuo, who had vaguely regained consciousness, tried hard to open his eyes and reunite with the mother and son.

However, after trying countless times, I failed every time.

Finally, he gave up.

He thought that even though he was lying there unconscious now, it wouldn't be so uncomfortable as he could hear the voices of Yingying and his son, and he would surely wake up one day.

Thinking of this, my heart was filled with joy.

However, before the flower could fully bloom, Yan Zhuo was suddenly stunned and remembered something very important!

His son, Zhier, can...can speak?