I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 235 My fate is up to me.

Those people outside were spreading the news and scrambling to change their household registration to become residents of Jiang'an County, thinking that they could thereby compete for the title of "the number one embroiderer in Jiang'an County."

But if those people can also compete for this "great grace from heaven", wouldn't these noble ladies from aristocratic families have more advantages?

If they could really get the title of "the best embroiderer in Jiang'an County", it would be icing on the cake for the girls from these families.

Even further...

He entered the palace and was appreciated and favored by the saint.

Who wouldn’t be tempted by such a great temptation?

With interests at stake, it is not surprising that these people would come into contact with her.

However, she is, after all, a daughter of a wealthy family, who grew up in pampered care and always thinks highly of herself. How could she look down upon someone like her who is "struggling in the mud" and "a lowly thing that cannot be shown on the stage"?

Even Su Nong, a true descendant of the Su family and a young lady from an aristocratic family, was still regarded by them as a lowly thing that was not worthy of being on the table.
They looked down on the young ladies from wealthy families, so it was normal for them to sneer at her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have quarreled with his mother just now, and would not have come forward reluctantly to "get acquainted" with her.

"It seems that what my mother said is right. You are indeed not a simple person."

The woman generously extended her hand: "How about we be friends?"

make friends?
Jiang Anning looked at her with a gentle smile on her face, but without any movement.

"you are not willing?"

The woman raised her eyebrows in surprise and said to herself, "It's normal that you don't want to."

"Who would be willing to give up the overwhelming wealth?"

"If it were me, I wouldn't want to do that either."

Jiang Anning blinked and found this girl very interesting.

Those who are open-minded are too clear-headed.

She snorted and laughed.

Xie Lan raised her eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?"

Are you making fun of her?

Do you think she is overestimating her abilities?
She had a sour face and was very unhappy.

"Nothing, I just think my sister is very interesting."

Jiang An Ning covered her mouth and smiled less fiercely: "Thank you, sister, for not disliking me. Then I will be bold enough to be your friend?"

Sometimes, chemistry is a magical thing.

She didn't know who the person in front of her was or where he came from, but she just felt that she got along well with him and they would become very good friends.

friend……

This word is too far away and unfamiliar to her.

In her previous life, she lived a muddled and miserable life. She was deceived, abused, and imprisoned by the Zhao family... She had no friends at all.

In this life, I am good friends with Aunt Fang and Sui Ran.

But they are always grateful to her more than knowing her or knowing her.

It seems that they are not friends.

And Song Yao... maybe we can barely be considered friends?
But more like partners.

Not to mention Stepmother, who always treated her as the boss.

Duan Qingshan... let’s not mention it!
Jiang Anning counted the people around her carefully, and it was really hard to say which one of them could give her the same wonderful feeling as the woman in front of her.

Xie Lan was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

After she finished speaking, she laughed first: "Aren't you afraid that I'm going to plot against you?"

"Not afraid."

Jiang Anning is decisive and straightforward.

She is barefoot and is not afraid of those who wear shoes. What is there to be afraid of?

What else is there worth plotting?
What's more, if she is afraid, will those who want to plot against her stop doing so?
Obviously not.

So what is there to be afraid of?
What is there to be afraid of?
At worst, if gods come, kill gods; if Buddhas come, kill Buddhas!

What evil are you afraid of?
As long as she is worse than the bad guys, there is nothing to be afraid of.

This is the truth that Jiang Anning believes in most now.

However, this decisive and resounding "I'm not afraid" only meant unconditional and absolute trust to Xie Lan.

Isn't this a trust in her character?

She was instantly moved to tears: "You, you are really, really stupid. How can you trust someone so easily without even meeting him a few times?"

He pretended to be angry and scolded her a few times, but in his heart he had already added Jiang Anning to his list of good friends.

In the past, the noble ladies and powerful young masters who surrounded her also said nice things to flatter her.

Show loyalty and devotion, and do everything possible to please her.

But who doesn’t know their little thoughts?

It's just that I see the truth but don't say it out loud, just to maintain the relationship for the sake of face.

What's more, most of those people are trying to please others, so naturally most of their words are false and empty.

No one has ever said to her so firmly, without hesitation or hesitation, "I'm not afraid of you", showing her complete trust.

Even if it was just a lie, those who used to surround her would not dare to speak with such a firm tone.

In this way, Jiang Anning's determination, lack of hesitation and delay naturally appear extremely precious!

Xie Lan was deeply moved.

Who would have thought that Jiang Anning didn't care about anything just because he had died once... Even at the cost of his own life, he would resolutely risk it and die together with the mermaid.

The only thing she thought about in her life was: never be manipulated by anyone again!
Her fate is in her own hands.

No one can help it.

Although they each had their own thoughts, they both had a good impression of each other.

"I know you are Jiang Anning, from Jiang'an County, your home is in Jiangjia Village, and you are an embroiderer."

Xie Lan looked at the man with a smile: "But you probably don't know who I am, where I come from, and where my home is."

Jiang Anning smiled slightly and thought: I really didn't know that before.

But just now... the barrage had already told her.

【Xie Lan: Descendant of the Imperial Master】

[It is said that the first imperial teacher of Dajing was of the blood of Nuwa and was born with divine power, able to communicate with heaven and earth. During the reign of Emperor Taizu, Dajing was hit by a drought that was rare in a century. There was no rain in the country for three consecutive years. The grain in the entire Dajing area was completely destroyed, and there were no crops. The roadside was littered with starving people and bones.]

[Everyone said that Heaven wanted to destroy Dajing. The common people and the royal family shouted that Emperor Taizu should sacrifice himself to Heaven, asking Heaven to have mercy on him and stop his anger, and take back this natural disaster and extermination as punishment.]

[Just when Emperor Taizu was about to sacrifice his life for his country, a goddess descended from the sky]

[The goddess claims to be the descendant of Nuwa and can bring rain to Dajing]

[Later, after the goddess performed a ritual to communicate with heaven and earth, a rain fell from the sky, and the drought in Dajing was alleviated.]

[Emperor Taizu personally knelt down and honored the goddess as the Great Jing State Master]

[Later, the goddess ascended to heaven, leaving behind only a pair of children to guard the Imperial Master’s Mansion]

[Historical record: descendants of the Imperial Master’s Mansion]

Jiang Anning was somewhat surprised at the man's identity. Xie Lan simply assumed that she had never heard of the Imperial Master's Mansion, a noble identity that was only barely known in the circle of the powerful.

"My last name is Xie, and I am a daughter of the Xie clan, which is more noble than the national surname."

She paused: "You can call me Xie Lan, or Shao An."

"Xie Lan, Xie Shaoan, these are both my names!"

She leaned close to the person's ear and lowered her voice: "However, I only told you the name Xie Shaoan!"

"I consider you a friend."

Jiang Anning smiled gently in response: "Then I'll still call you Xie Lan."

"Anything is fine, it's up to you."

Xie Lan propped up his chin and sighed, "Everyone says I'm lucky, but I don't think so."

"My status is an honor, but isn't it also a yoke?"

"I'm tired of seeing those hypocritical faces all day long."

"You are more real."

Jiang Anning:...

She chuckled and said nothing.

If you knew that my hands were already covered in blood, would you still feel this way?

reality?

simple?

Clean? Jiang Anning couldn't help but deepen the smile on his face.

It was really difficult for her to associate such pure and beautiful words with herself.

"How do you know that I'm not hypocritical?"

Jiang Anning asked with a smile.

Xie Lan was slightly stunned, stared at the man for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Bad people don't think they are bad people, and hypocritical people who are sanctimonious don't think they are hypocritical."

"Their world is always full of justice, and they are the real enforcers of justice."

"I wouldn't ask like you, stupidly."

"I won't struggle and worry all the time, wondering if what I did was wrong, too cruel, or against the harmony of nature."

Jiang Anning actually felt that this statement made a lot of sense.

It seems that her mentality is still wrong.

Even though he killed Zhao Hai and Zhao Yinlian for revenge... there was always an indescribable feeling lingering in his heart.

It was as if he was doubting the correctness of what he was doing.

I doubt whether fighting violence with violence is undesirable.

Deep down in her heart, it seemed like there was a little man jumping around, criticizing her cruelty and injustice.

Condemned her for being blinded by hatred and turning herself into an executioner just like Zhao Hai and Zhao Yinlian.

But it was obviously not her who did something wrong!

She shouldn't be the one who feels guilty.

Jiang Anning added a spoonful of tea to the man and said, "You're right. I was obsessed."

It was clearly only the first time that the two met, but they hit it off very well and had a great time talking to each other.

"Aren't you curious about why I came to you on my own initiative?"

Xie Lan suddenly became a little reserved and mentioned the purpose of this trip.

"what's up?"

Jiang Anning was indeed a little curious.

The noble ladies and young ladies of Jiang'an County might want to rely on her guidance to win the first prize and become the "No. 1 Embroiderer of Jiang'an County" who was not named in the imperial edict, so as to add a gilded edge to their resumes.

But Xie Lan...

As the descendants of the Imperial Master's Mansion, they should not be short of the yellow satin that comes with the imperial edict.

Just like what the person just said, there are many people around her who come to flatter and please her.

Not to mention such an insignificant title as "the best embroiderer in Jiang'an County", even the position of queen, the mother of the country, may not be able to catch people's eyes.

Xie is more noble than the national surname.

In Dajing, everyone had to kneel and kowtow when they saw the emperor.

However, when Emperor Dajing met the descendants of Xie, he had to greet them politely.

By the way, the teacher’s surname is also Xie.

In Dajing, the surname "Xie" seems to be rarely seen.

I wonder if there is any connection between them?
Jiang Anning's thoughts were gradually drifting away, but were pulled back by Xie Lan's voice.
She was shocked as if she had heard thunder, and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief: "What?"

"I say, the painting of worshipping Buddha was actually created by you."

Xie Lan raised his hand and waved. Jiang Anning felt as if there was an invisible barrier around him. The noisy sounds around him became a little weaker.

"Don't worry. Now, what you and I say here can only be heard by you and me."

She looked at the person's beautiful face and moved closer: "I came here to worship the Buddha."

Jiang Anning blinked: "I..."

She was about to deny it by saying "I don't understand what you are talking about".

Xie Lan smiled and said first: "Those people in the palace have their own thoughts and calculations, they are all scheming and despicable, and everyone from top to bottom almost speaks the same language."

"But they dared to hide it from those people in Jiang'an Marquis Mansion, and even ignored the declining Jiang'an Marquis Mansion, but they didn't dare to hide it from me and deceive me."

"Even the one sitting high up in the temple wouldn't dare to do that!"

"I want to know who painted the Buddha Worshiping Painting. It's not difficult."

Xie Lan moved closer, with his nose almost touching Jiang Anning's nose.

"I also know that the other embroiderer of this Buddha worship painting is your late mother."

Jiang Anning's eyes suddenly became sharp for a moment, he leaned back and pushed the man away: "What do you want to do?"

Her voice was slightly cold: "I am just an embroiderer. I have some humble skills and can only make a living. I am not good at anything else. I am afraid I can't help you."

"that's enough."

Xie Lan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "What I'm looking for is an embroiderer with outstanding abilities."

Jiang Anning pursed her lips slightly and waited for the other person to continue.

"In the Imperial Master's Mansion, there is an embroidery scroll left by the first Imperial Master."

"It's just that it's too old and badly damaged."

"I have seen the Buddha worship picture you embroidered. It was completed after you repaired the semi-finished product embroidered by your mother."

"You have experience in repairs and superb embroidery skills. I believe you can repair this embroidery painting in the Imperial Master's Mansion."

Xie Lan moved closer to the people's eyes again, but Jiang An Ning avoided him with disgust.

Xie Lan immediately covered her chest with her hands, pretending to be holding her heart, looking very sad: "You just told me that we are the best in the world, how come it's only been a short while and you already despise me?"

"After all, I was wrong."

That look is exaggerated and artificial.

Jiang Anning twitched his lips speechlessly.

Her gaze fell more curiously on the invisible barriers around her.

I couldn't help but wonder: Are there really gods in this world?

I don’t know if I can learn…

Xie Lan saw that she was staring at the barrier in a trance, and immediately understood, and he persuaded her: "We are the best in the world, I definitely can't let you run for nothing, so... you help me repair the embroidery map of the National Master's Mansion, and I will teach you the method of enchantment, how about it?"

"Enchantment?"

It sounds like the immortal cultivator in the opera.

"Yes, the barrier."

Xie Lan said with a bit of pride: "I am a descendant of the Imperial Master's Mansion. The power of the first Imperial Master remains in my blood. How difficult is it to create a barrier?"

"I'll be even better!"

"More powerful?"

Jiang Anning was indeed curious: "How powerful is it?"

Can you kill someone you want to kill with just a thought?

Anyone who wants to harm her mother and father should die!
"Of course..." Xie Lan coughed twice uncomfortably: "It can be as powerful as it can be!"

"In short, it's amazing!"

Jiang Anning blinked and looked at her suspiciously.

“Don’t believe me? You, you…” Xie Lan pinched his earlobe anxiously, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he took out a thumb-sized emerald green bottle from his pouch: “This is for you!”

"what is this?"

Jiang Anning was curious and wanted to open it to take a look, but Xie Lan hurriedly reached out to stop her.

"Don't touch the things inside with your hands!"

Jiang Anning blinked, confused.

Xie Lan held it in for a long time, regretting taking this thing out.

But when she met Jiang Anning's pure and innocent eyes, she hesitated and struggled for a moment, then said: "This thing is very corrosive. Once it gets on the skin, it's okay if there is no water or oil. If you clean it up in time, there will be no danger."

"But once this thing comes into contact with the skin when wet, it will become extremely corrosive!"

Xie Lan said in a serious tone: "Don't underestimate this tiny bottle. If all the contents inside are poured out, it will be enough to corrode an entire adult man's leg!"

"I also use it for self-defense."

She warned him repeatedly: "Don't touch it randomly, and don't try it out of curiosity. It will really corrode your whole leg, it will happen quickly!"

"By then, there won't even be an antidote, and we won't be able to save him!"

Xie Lan's expression was extremely serious.

Jiang Anning twitched the corners of her mouth slightly. Why did she feel that the effects of this thing sounded a little familiar?
Isn't this the corpse-dissolving powder she mixed based on the notes left by her mother?

Zhao Hai died because of this thing.

No bones remain.

Only a puddle of stinking water was left.