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Yun Jin ignored Yu Xiang's pleas for mercy and turned to look at Chen Wencai, who was tied to the ground: "Where's the marriage certificate?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wencai gritted his teeth and said, "He's...he's with my mother!"

Yun Jin wanted the marriage certificate.

To find her mother in the capital as the original owner of this body, she must first annul the marriage to prevent malicious people from using the marriage certificate against her in the future.

"Yu Xiang, if you want to live, you have no choice but to listen to me!" Yun Jin turned her gaze to Yu Xiang, her voice as cold as ice.

Yu Xiang nodded tremblingly, her face as pale as paper, almost collapsing to the ground: "As long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything you ask."

"Go to your grandmother's house now and get the marriage certificate. You can tell her what happened here, but if she dares to disturb anyone else, she can expect to be collecting her good son's corpse! Got it?" Yun Jin instructed in a deep voice as she untied her ropes.

Yu Xiang trembled and subconsciously looked at Chen Wencai.

Chen Wencai dared not hesitate for a moment, and shouted sternly, "What are you looking at me for? Go now!"

At this moment, his favorability rating had dropped to -85%, and Yun Jin knew that he had murderous intent towards her.

Yun Jin added, "After you get the marriage certificate, go to your young master's study and bring back the complete set of writing materials. Do you understand?"

Yu Xiang dared not delay any longer and scrambled out of the house, making sure to close the door gently as she went out.

Only the three of them remained in the room. Yun Jin kicked Chen Wencai's leg: "Tell me, why did you go to such lengths to marry me?"

Chen Wencai's eyes darted around as he pondered a solution, but he mumbled, "It's...it's because you're good-looking..."

"Smack!" Yun Jin stomped on his injured arm, the force not too light, but the pain almost made him faint. "Good-looking? Who just said I was dark and skinny? Chen Wencai, I don't believe you'd be interested in my body, which looks like a matchstick!"

Chen Wencai choked for a moment, then forced himself to say, "Actually...actually, apart from being a bit dark-skinned and thin, you're not...ugly."

"Tell the truth!" Her voice suddenly rose, her eyes blazing with anger. "Don't push me! I know myself perfectly well, don't try to fool me with your good looks!"

Chen Wencai's temple veins bulged from the stomping, and he trembled with pain, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to let go, only mumbling and repeating, "It's just... it's just that I've taken a liking to you... nothing else..."

Yun Jin's eyes darkened, and she squatted down, pressing the blade of the boning knife against his neck. The cold touch mixed with the stinging pain made him gasp for breath.

"Looks like you won't learn your lesson until you're faced with death." She sneered, her gaze sweeping over his injured arm, where blood was still slowly seeping out. "This arm injury isn't a big deal; at most, it'll leave a scar. But if the knife in my hand had gone in even a fraction deeper, you'd be dead today."

As she spoke, she slightly twisted her wrist, and the blade gently made a shallow cut on his neck, causing more beads of blood to gush out.

Chen Wencai's pupils constricted in terror. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and screamed in a tearful voice, "I'll talk! I'll talk! Move the knife away first!"

Yun Jin pulled the knife back slightly, but still held it against his neck: "If you dare to play any tricks again, it won't be as simple as just bleeding."

Chen Wencai gasped for breath, cold sweat pouring down his forehead from the pain, and stammered, "It's...it's a mysterious person who's looking for...looking for me..."

"A mysterious person?" Yun Jin frowned. "What did he ask you to do to me?"

"He said... as long as I marry you and 'keep' you safe, not letting you leave the county town, he'll give me five taels of silver every month... He also said... as long as I spare your life, he can do whatever he wants to me." Chen Wencai didn't dare look at her, his voice growing softer and softer, "I... I just wanted that money..."

Yun Jin's heart skipped a beat; there was definitely something fishy going on!

This mysterious person is probably connected to the original owner's biological father or that mistress!

Yun Jin thought for a moment and then asked, "That person only told you to keep an eye on me, did they say anything else?"

Chen Wencai glanced at Yun Jin guiltily, "He also said... he also said that he didn't need to be too good to you, as long as... as long as you don't starve to death." His voice grew softer and softer, as if he had also realized that something was wrong.

Yun Jin didn't give him time to think and continued to press, "How does he give you money every month?"

Chen Wencai shrank his neck: "He gave me a token, which I can use to collect five taels of silver from Ruifeng Money Shop every month."

"Where is the token?" Yun Jin pressed, her eyes sharp as knives, fixed on Chen Wencai.

Chen Wencai's eyes flickered, and he stammered, "It's... in my study drawer..."

But his shifty gaze clearly indicated that he was lying.

"Looks like you haven't learned your lesson." Yun Jin's tone suddenly turned cold, and she tightened her grip on the boning knife, pressing the blade down towards her neck again. "Since you don't want to tell the truth, there's no point in keeping this life."

"No! Don't do it!" Chen Wencai was terrified and shouted frantically, "It's on me! It's on me!"

"Where?" Yun Jin remained unmoved, the blade still pressed against his skin.

Chen Wencai dared not hide anything any longer, and said in a trembling voice, "It's...it's in my arms...close to my body..."

Yun Jin reached into his clothes and pulled out a palm-sized brocade pouch. When she opened it, she found an ebony token inside with the character "瑞" (rui) engraved on it.

She put the token and the brocade pouch into her spatial storage, and when she looked up, she met Chen Wencai's reluctant yet frightened gaze.

"Stop thinking about it," Yun Jin scoffed, deliberately softening her tone. "I'm no good man. Haven't you heard? I'm a jinx! My own father abandoned me back then, afraid I'd bring misfortune to his whole family. You've got guts, daring to marry me?"

These words, though only half true, frightened Chen Wencai so much that his face turned deathly pale.

"Let me ask you again, how many times have you seen that mysterious person? What does he look like? What accent does he have?"

"I've only met him twice. Once he asked me to come and propose marriage, and the other time he gave me a token." Chen Wencai shook his head. "Each time he came, he wore a cloak and a mask. His accent wasn't from Qingping County, but rather... like the accent from Jizhou."

Jizhou Prefecture? Not the capital?

Are you sure?

"Confirmed, confirmed!" Chen Wencai nodded repeatedly, then suddenly added, "Although I didn't see his face clearly, he had a crescent-shaped scar on his hand, as if he had been bitten by something."

Which hand?

"It seems...it was his right hand!" Chen Wencai recalled. "Yes, it was his right hand! I saw it when he handed me the token."

Chen Wenjuan, lying on the bed next to her, cried out in distress, her eyes filled with resentment.

Yun Jin raised an eyebrow, walked over, and pulled the rag out of her mouth: "You have something to say? I'll give you a chance."

"You heartless Chen Wencai! I'm your own sister, and you just betrayed me to save your own life!" Chen Wenjuan cursed, then burst into tears. "You ungrateful wretch, are you even human? I'm your own sister!"

Chen Wencai choked for a moment, then quickly tried to comfort Chen Wenjuan: "Juan'er, I was just joking. How could I possibly sacrifice you? That was... a delaying tactic, yes! A delaying tactic! How could I bear to let you suffer?"

Chen Wenjuan cried and cursed, "I don't care, I'll tell Mother you bullied me! And this jinx who brings misfortune to her family must not be married! She just said she'd marry me off to a beggar, and that she'd marry me off to some old man in his fifties, sixties, seventies, or eighties as a concubine! I still want to marry Scholar Huang!"

"Huang Xiucai wouldn't even look at you?" Yun Jin scoffed. "I think you're just delusional. Look at your round face and bulbous nose, if Huang Xiucai weren't blind, he would never marry you!"

"You're talking nonsense! I'm not ugly!" Chen Wenjuan twisted her body angrily, trying to break free of the ropes binding her. "I'm a hundred times prettier than you! You skinny, ghostly jinx, how dare you call me ugly?"

Just as Yun Jin was about to say a few more words to annoy her, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "bang".