Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

When her blackening value is at 100%, Su Tang usually doesn't dare to act recklessly. For example, right now, for safety, she would ask the system first.

The system also had a headache because it discovered that many things had gone off course. For example, according to the plot, Rong Jin should only be starting his schemes now, but now, he was practically all-powerful, with more than half of the capital's forces under his control.

"Well, the plot has sped up. He controls the situation in the capital. With his current strength, he can even contend with Yan Wang."

Su Tang: "!!! Honey, are you kidding me?"

She originally thought that the plot had just begun, and there was still time. She could help him ascend the throne, and then flatter him from time to time. But now you're telling her that he's already solved the problem.

So, may I ask, what else can she do?!

The system shrank its neck. The mission had returned, but now the data was starting to go wrong. For example, in the last world, the male lead was reborn.

But it was just a small system. Apart from sending daily mission messages and helping to buy small items, it was really powerless.

Su Tang took a deep breath. Looking at Rong Jin again, she felt like she was just a trivial toy for his amusement, dispensable. No, it couldn't be said to be dispensable. After all, she had 'humiliated' him so much in the beginning. With their perverted Little Uncle's character, he would definitely take revenge.

Su Tang shuddered. Just thinking about her future days, she felt a dark cloud descend.

In the past, she had really helped those male leads, even if it was secretly. She only needed to reveal her identity. But this time, she really hadn't done anything. The antidote was also found by the male lead's subordinates. In recent years, the only thing she had done was give him food when he was hungry and medicine when he was sick. And all of this was based on the premise of bullying him.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, the colder she felt.

Rong Jin quietly watched her expression change, feeling quite pleased. "What's wrong?"

The carriage was small, but very warm, but Su Tang felt cold all over.

He even asked her what was wrong?

Was there even a need to ask! She wasn't blind. Even the Prime Minister couldn't do anything to him. And the reason why Shen Tao dared to be arrogant was all because of her general father guarding the border. But now, her backer was about to disappear.

Rong Jin naturally thought of this, so the smile on his lips deepened.

Su Tang shrank into the corner of the carriage, playing the part of a shivering little pitiful thing. "Little Ninth Uncle, what exactly is your identity?"

Rong Jin: "Guess."

Su Tang's eyes widened, and the system couldn't help but sigh, "Good and evil will be repaid in the end."

Su Tang was about to roar like an evil dragon, but the system took the lead and said, "Okay, I get it. I'll shut up."

Then, Su Tang shut herself off.

"You're not going to ask?" Rong Jin seemed to have discovered something interesting and couldn't help but continue to speak.

Su Tang lowered her head and said very softly, "You won't tell me anyway."

Rong Jin: "You haven't even asked yet. How can you be so sure that I won't tell you?"

These words were like igniting hope for Su Tang. She suddenly raised her head, her pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling even more. "Then Little Ninth Uncle, what is your identity?"

Rong Jin: "I won't tell you."

Su Tang: ???

Rong Jin: "I just want you to experience the feeling of being rejected."

Su Tang: …

F*** you!

Rong Jin narrowed his eyes. "What are you cursing me about?"

Su Tang's body shrank again. As if thinking of Jia Yuankuo, she became even more cowardly. "I didn't say anything."

Rong Jin smiled. "Does Little Tao'er think I'll believe your nonsense? Hmm?"

His smile was simply captivating. Su Tang was caught off guard and actually said what was on her mind.

"Little Ninth Uncle is so nasty, he won't be able to find a wife in the future."

Rong Jin seemed to have heard a joke. He had never really considered such a thing as a wife.

His gaze swept over her again, and his desire to tease her arose again. He said, "It doesn't matter. If I can't find one, I'll just have you make up for it. Besides, our Little Tao'er is so beautiful, it's not a loss to marry you."

His frivolous words made Su Tang's eyes widen instantly.

"Little Ninth Uncle, this is against reason. We both have the same surname, Shen. People with the same surname cannot marry, it's incest."

Her small face was serious, but her pair of moist eyes were filled with fear. Rong Jin became even more perverse. He actually reached out and poked her slightly chubby little face hard. "It doesn't matter. I can lock you up in a secluded courtyard where no one knows. Besides you and me, there will be no one else."

Su Tang's face was full of disbelief.

Rong Jin continued, "That's still not enough. Little Tao'er always has so many tricks. What if you run away while I'm not around? Then where would I go to find you? So…" He shifted his gaze to her legs, then curled his lips into a smile and said, "Let's cripple these legs first."

In that instant, Su Tang felt like knives were chopping at her feet. Sure enough, a pervert was a pervert. He could use the gentlest voice to say the most terrifying things.

Under the huge desire to survive, she instantly lost her backbone. "Little Ninth Uncle, I'm very obedient."

So, could he let her legs go?

Rong Jin looked at her frightened appearance, and a sense of pleasure inexplicably rose in his heart. "Remember what you said. If you're not obedient, I'll not only cripple your legs, but also these hands, these eyes, and this neck…"

Su Tang was like a frightened little white rabbit, sticking to the carriage wall all the way. She didn't recover until she got out of the carriage.

"Little Ninth Uncle, then I'll go back first."

Returning to the Shen family, she didn't want to stay with him at all. Rong Jin saw this, so at the moment she turned around, he reached out and grabbed the back of her neck. "Where are you going? Did I let you leave?"

Su Tang was puzzled, but still said, "What are your orders, Little Ninth Uncle?"

Rong Jin couldn't help but feel an itch in his hand when he thought about how he had embroidered a bellyband for her. "Recently, the servants always grind the ink poorly. You come and grind it."

Did Su Tang dare to have an opinion? Su Tang simply didn't dare to have an opinion.

Grinding ink was actually quite simple, but Rong Jin's requirements were too high. One moment the ink was too thick, and the next moment it was too thin. Anyway, in the end, it was already dark, Su Tang's hands were sore, and she was tired from standing, but she still didn't meet his requirements.

In the end, she even wanted to throw the inkstone away, but Rong Jin suddenly stopped the brush in his hand. "Is Little Tao'er angry?"

Su Tang choked on a breath in her heart. She couldn't spit it out, and she couldn't swallow it. In the end, she could only grit her teeth and force out a smile. "No, how could I be angry? It's my honor to grind ink for Little Ninth Uncle."

Rong Jin smiled noncommittally. "Since that's the case, then grind for a while longer."

Su Tang: …

Bastard!

She didn't know when the torture would end. Anyway, by the time Rong Jin put down his pen, Su Tang couldn't even lift her hands.

She looked at him resentfully, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. As a result, Rong Jin felt even more comfortable.

"Is Little Tao'er hungry?"

Su Tang: "Not hungry."

As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach made a rumbling sound.

Their eyes met, and Rong Jin chuckled.

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