Chapter 334: Luo'er goes mad, destroying everything!

Li Qingluo could not accept this change, and she tried again to pick up some heavy things.

The table wouldn't budge, and the stool couldn't be lifted.

She could only barely pick up the medicine bowl; if anything were a bit heavier, her wrist couldn't bear the force and went limp.

No matter what, she couldn't exert real strength.

One after another, things fell to the ground, and there was no movement outside the door.

Obviously, Qin Ling had long known this would happen.

She laughed in anger: Good, good, good! Good Qin Ling!

I never expected he actually had some talent; he's really capable, able to change her face just by saying so, and even make her a truly weak woman who can't even bind a chicken.

Li Qingluo used to not have the strength of an ox, but she was much stronger than ordinary women; now, not to mention using martial arts to strike out, even normal life is probably difficult.

Moreover, her voice turned out like this, which is surely related to Qin Ling!

However, the change to her vision is even harder for her to accept than the blow to her appearance.

Li Qingluo sat on the stool for a good while.

Then she got up and walked to the door, pulling open the door that wasn't locked with effort.

They were surely confident that she couldn't escape?

No wonder when she woke up, there were no bindings on her body, and they didn't even guard against her.

Li Qingluo lifted her gaze.

The whole green mountain was lush and verdant.

Flowers, grasses, and trees were planted in front of the house.

In the courtyard, layers of medicinal herbs were drying, giving off fragrant aromas; in a small thatched hut, something was bubbling away, unknown what, only a strong medicinal scent continually drifting out.

Looking up, the surrounding peaks encircled; before the courtyard there was only a winding path, possibly the only way out.

Li Qinglo again looked toward the person bending over in the courtyard, tending the herbs—Qin Ling.

She stepped toward him.

Qin Ling lifted his eyes to her, seeing the gloom and hatred in her gaze, and instead smiled: "Miss Li, your state of mind is indeed extraordinary."

"Ordinary women, if they fell into your situation, could not accept these changes at all—they'd either go mad or cry and make a fuss."

"You, however, exceeded my expectations, still able to face this so calmly and steadily."

"I know you hate me. But you can't kill me now."

Li Qingluo gave a faint smile.

"Calm and steady?"

"Hmph."

"She's not a deity, so naturally she can't accept it."

"However, although crying and fussing can't solve the problem, going mad can."

Her gaze sank, and she reached out, forcefully pressing down the winnowing basket in front of her.

A basket of medicinal herbs instantly overturned onto the ground.

Then she turned and pressed down all the remaining winnowing baskets in front of her with force.

Previously, it was just a matter of a finger, but now she exerted all her strength, and in an instant she was drenched in sweat.

"Just that?"

"Of course that's not enough!"

Moreover, there were those stacked shelves; Li Qingluo's wrist lacked strength, so she used her body to slam into them hard.

All that was heard was a loud "clang—boom—".

The originally neat courtyard soon became a mess, with medicinal herbs scattered everywhere in disorder.

Even Li Yunchu, who was tending the fire in the thatched hut, heard the sound and ran out.

Seeing the scene before her, she stood there stunned, dazed and speechless.

Qin Ling was even more like a wooden chicken, momentarily unresponsive.

You should know, these medicinal herbs are treasures he dug up from the deep mountains over countless days and nights, then carefully washed, sorted, and dried for who knows how many days.

Originally, it had rained continuously for the past few days, making these herbs somewhat damp; only these past two days, with great difficulty, did the sun shine enough for Qin Ling to put out batch after batch of these treasures to dry.

These treasures could be said to be half his life, and that would not be an exaggeration.

But now, seeing them covered in mud again, all mixed together into a clump where nothing distinguishes yours from mine, Qin Ling's expression couldn't help but crack into a ferocious grimace.

"You——"

"I want to kill you——"

"You madman——!!"

Qin Ling rushed forward, reaching out to strangle Li Qingluo's neck.

But Li Yunchu rushed over at that moment and tightly embraced Qin Ling.

"Husband! Husband, don't—don't act rashly!"

"Don't do something you'll regret; calm down, quickly calm down——"

When had Li Yunchu ever seen Qin Ling so furious?

But she also knew that Qin Ling did this, betraying Princess Qinyu, for the sake of their future together.

Since Li Qingluo has already fallen into their hands, there's no turning back with regret!

And who wouldn't want to kill her?

The humiliation of being exposed, being cast out of the Li family, and even the death of her aunt—Li Yunchu has never forgotten that grudge for a single day!

But she also has to endure these things, just so that she and Qin Ling can someday truly escape the Lotus Sect and live a simple, peaceful life.

She had endured it all, so she naturally couldn't bear to see Qin Ling, in a moment of impulse, actually kill Li Qingluo, lest everything come to nothing.

Otherwise, if Li Qingluo dies again, what will they have to say to that person?

"Get out! Hurry up and get lost—"

"If you really want to die, I'll kill you right away!"

"But for all the mischief you've done, we won't let you have it easy!"

Li Yunchu glared at Li Qingluo resentfully and shouted loudly.

Li Qingluo looked at the couple's angry, flustered state and merely rolled her eyes.

She knew she would definitely not die.

At least, they definitely won't kill her now; otherwise they wouldn't have bothered to treat her wounds first.

Moreover, the person they abandoned Princess Qinyu to side with is the true reason I was captured.

Who exactly is that person?

Li Qingluo couldn't figure it out, so she couldn't be bothered to think further.

She patted her hands, then turned and slowly left.

Indeed, after venting, she finally felt somewhat relieved.

Qin Ling was so angry he wanted to kick over, but he couldn't bear to step on the herbs beneath his feet.

Wuu wuu wuu...

This vicious, poisonous woman truly is, as the wife said, simply a beast that extinguishes humanity.

So infuriating, so terrible!

He really wishes he could hang her up and lash her fiercely several times.

His treasures…… Ahhh!!

Qin Ling knelt on the ground, looking up at the heavens and howling in anguish.

Li Qingluo plucked a herb from her head, smiled, and said: Although going mad can't solve the problem, this feeling in my heart is truly satisfying.

However, she destroyed Qin Ling's treasures, so he certainly won't let her off easily.

Li Qingluo was starved mercilessly by them.

Li Yunchu not only locked the door, but the couple also feasted in the courtyard, continually exclaiming praises over the food.

They were eating chicken and drinking porridge.

The hunger worms in Li Qingluo's belly called out "gurgle-gurgle".

She swallowed her saliva over and over.

She had been unconscious for several days, and thus had been hungry for several days.

It wasn't that their food was so fragrant; it was simply that she was too hungry, so hungry she wanted to clutch the doorframe and take a few bites.

Finally unable to bear it, she simply lay in bed, thinking that if she fell asleep she wouldn't be hungry.

Anyway, she hadn't never been hungry in her previous life, so she should be able to get used to it, adapt.

However, this life can't continue passively waiting like this.

She must do something; escaping from here is the way.

Li Qingluo's eyes lit up as she suddenly thought of something.

The second day.

After being locked up for a whole day, Li Qingluo woke up again, completely limp, unable to muster the strength to get out of bed.

Li Yunchu and her husband, fearing she might truly starve to death, brought in a bowl of thin, watery rice porridge.

Li Yunchu also stood high above, looking down at Li Qingluo from the bedside and asked: "Do you know you're wrong?"

"If you admit it, then kneel and beg me for mercy, I can give you this bowl of rice soup to drink."

"But if you still want……"

Li Qingluo simply closed her eyes.

Anyway, she didn't dare let herself really die, just seeing who could out-stubborn whom.

Li Yunchu indeed turned white with anger: "You!"

She angrily half-lifted Li Qingluo and poured the rice soup straight into her mouth.

Li Qingluo didn't hurry to swallow, reached out and shoved it away in one push.

The bowl fell to the ground with a clang.

Li Yunchu looked at the few grains of rice scattered on the ground, angrily raised her hand and slapped Li Qingluo.

"Slut! Don't think you can toast and not drink, then punish yourself with drink. Do you really think we as a couple can't do anything to you?"

"Tell you, my husband has plenty of ways to torment you."

"How about giving you some itching powder?"

"Or some heartbreak powder, making you wish you were dead but unable to die."

"There's also a way to make your hair fall out until you're bald, never to grow again in this lifetime—want to try it?"

"Do you really think we have no way to deal with you?"

"There are plenty of ways to keep you alive without letting you die!"

Li Qingluo gave a cold snort.

She weakly raised her hand to wipe away the thin soup from her mouth and neck.

She raised her hand and gestured for a while; Li Yunchu was furious: "What on earth are you saying? Can't you just speak up!?"

"You're not mute, why are you pretending?"

Li Qingluo rolled her eyes.

Letting her speak like a man would be better off if she just died outright.

Seeing her still dare to roll her eyes, Li Yunchu flew into a rage and sent another slap her way—this time Li Qingluo raised a hand to block it.

She expended half her life's strength to block Li Yunchu's slap, then lay panting at the bedside.

Li Yunchu snorted coldly: "Look at you now—you're still just like a dog."

"Li Qingluo, weren't you once glorious?"

"You've oppressed our second and third branches like dogs, scrabbling for survival, and now you've even dragged us into jail because of your main branch!"

"I really want to beat you to death!"

Li Yunchu's eyes blazed with hatred; if not for some reservations, she would truly have dealt a vicious blow to this legitimate-born cousin niece.

To keep herself from losing control, Li Yunchu picked up her bowl and prepared to leave, but Li Qingluo, on the floor, dipped a finger in water and, with great effort, wrote a few characters.

"I can let the second and third branches all avoid…"

As she wrote, her strength gave out.

Li Yunchu, however, suddenly widened her eyes.

"Y-you, what did you say?"

"You mean you're saying you can let our second and third branches avoid being implicated by your father?!"

But afterward she didn't believe it, shaking her head repeatedly to deny it outright.

"No, absolutely impossible!"

"Even Princess Qin Yu can't manage it—how could you possibly do it?"

"Li Qingluo, stop deceiving me!"

Li Qingluo smiled, turned over, lay back on the bed, and closed her eyes again.

Believe it or not.

She heard Li Yunchu's heavy footsteps receding, yet slowly opened her eyes.

Princess Qin Yu likewise suffered grave injuries, certainly having no spare attention for the Li family's troubles—she probably couldn't even be bothered to see Qin Ling in prison.

Now, my bait has already been cast.

Li Yunchu, you've got nowhere left to go—you'll surely take the bait.