It was not until a week after their wedding that she took Ye Shaoxuan by the hand and the two of them came to the water prison.
"Kill me!"
Lin Hanyan had long since been reduced to a miserable state by the torment inflicted on both her body and mind, completely losing the splendor she had once possessed as the eldest daughter of the Lin Family.
The moment she saw Su Qiao, all hope had already left her.
She had never expected that, after living her life over again and seizing the initiative, she would still lose in the end.
Moreover, she had lost to her own elder sister—and lost so terribly.
"Death would be too easy for you." Su Qiao curled her lips, revealing a merciless, cold smile.
"What, after torturing me for so many years, you can't endure even this little time?"
"I haven't even made you swallow all kinds of poison yet, or soaked you in all sorts of hot soups made from poisonous herbs. I haven't stuffed you into a wooden barrel and poured in two huge bowls of venomous insects, and you already can't take it? What will you do next?"
The deeper the fear in Lin Hanyan's eyes grew as she listened. "You... You can't torture me like that. Even if I die, I won't let you have your way."
Su Qiao crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against her man's back, calmly watching Lin Hanyan's hysterical struggle. "Then what can you do? You're in my hands now. Even if you want to kill yourself, that won't be easy."
Lin Hanyan had grown up pampered and well-fed. Even though she had trained diligently in martial arts and studied all kinds of Medical Skills and Poison Arts from a young age in this