Xiang Yini trembled, lowered her head guiltily, and tried to pull her hand back, but was squeezed tightly by him.
Feeling that his strength continued to increase, Xiang Yini couldn't help but start to exclaim, "Your Highness! It hurts so much!"
Beigong Tengxiao snorted and pinched hard, only to hear two "clicks", accompanied by Xiang Yini's screams and mournful cries, and her left hand became useless.
"My hand...my hand..." Xiang Yiyi raised her left arm, her hand hanging fragilely. She only felt pain and could no longer move.
Beigong Tengxiao looked at her coldly and said: "I will not lie to you. Everything I promised you just now will be given to you. In front of others, you are a noble princess. As for the queen..."<
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Beigong Tengxiao stretched out his hand and pinched her face with such force that he wanted to crush her jawbone.
Xiang Yini was forced to look at him with tears in her eyes.
Beigong Tengxiao stared at her and said, "I will make you live a life that is worse than death every day."
As soon as he finished speaking, he shook her away, stood up and left.
"Your Highness! Don't do this to me! Your Highness!"
No matter how embarrassed Xiang Yiyi was crying behind him, he would not respond.
When we returned to Biluo Hall, it was already dawn.
He sat on the throne in despair, holding a handkerchief and carefully wiping Chu Jiaoli's cherished brush.
"Your Highness, you've been up all night, do you want to take a rest?" Jingyue behind her asked with concern.
Bei Gong Tengxiao blinked his dry eyes and said, "I can't sleep. Whenever I close my eyes, I think of Li'er..."
Jingyue pursed her lips and said: "Your Highness, I really don't understand. Since you already know that it was Concubine Xiang who harmed the empress, why do you still want her to become the principal concubine? This is too easy for her...
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Beigong Tengxiao narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and said: "Of course it won't be that simple." He hung up the brush and said in a cold voice, "It is Li'er's wish to accept items and come in gracefully.
I don't hesitate to take concubines, but I also want to win over Xiang Hou's power. Xiang Yini is not only a fish, but also a bait. I want to squeeze the entire Xiang Hou Mansion and bury Li'er with her."
And that hateful Wen Ruyu, he will definitely demand repayment with blood!
Five days later, it’s night.
Chu Jiaoli, who was lying on the couch, looked slightly pale, but her complexion had recovered a lot compared to five days ago. She slowly opened her eyes, and her vision changed from blurry to clear.
"Am I...dead?"
The person beside her shook her arm excitedly without making a sound.
She was a little dizzy from the shaking, but this uncomfortable feeling made her truly feel that she was still alive.
She forced herself to open her eyes wide, looked sideways with difficulty, and then frowned in extreme surprise: "Mute slave?"
Isn't this the maid from Yousheng Cult who was kidnapped last time to serve her?
She swallowed and looked around. She had an impression of this place. It was the room where she was looking at Lingya at that time!
The mute slave smiled and nodded, doing some sign language that she didn't quite understand, but it could be seen that she woke up and she was very happy.
Chu Jiaoli recalled the scene in detail when she closed her eyes. She vomited blood, a lot of blood, and her whole body was in pain as if it was shattered. Her breathing stopped suddenly, her eyes went dark, and she lost consciousness.
Did he just faint at that time? But why did he appear here?
Without thinking much, the mute slave ran out. After only a moment, a man came to the door.
The handsome man is dressed in purple clothes, looking as elegant as a banished immortal, with a clear face and a gentle and jade-like temperament.
Chu Jiaoli frowned and said, "Wen Ruyu?"
Wen Ruyu looked at her with a half-smile, and said, "Mother, you are finally awake."
Chu Jiaoli looked at him warily and said, "Why are you here? Why am I here?"
Wen Ruyu gently raised the corners of her lips and said, "It's very simple. My senior brother saved you, and I will bring you to meet him."
A trace of suspicion flashed in Chu Jiaoli's eyes: "How did you bring me out?"
Wen Ruyu smiled and said: "It was dug out of the grave."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli was suddenly shocked. Did she really die again?
She felt a sudden pain in her heart. Did Beigong Tengxiao personally watch her burial?
Then...how sad he is...
She pursed her lips, frowned and said, "Who did you say your senior brother was?"
"This is me." As soon as he finished speaking, a man in red walked up to Wen Ruyu's side.
With his arrival, even the air seemed to be condensed.
"Mo... Cult Leader..." Chu Jiaoli slowly moved her eyes away, unwilling to look directly at the overwhelming cold air.
It turns out that the internal correspondent of the Yousheng Sect in the imperial capital is actually Wen Ruyu!
In this case, can a gentle person also...
As these two men appeared together, Chu Jiaoli suddenly realized something.
Previously in the Imperial College, Bai Yueying and Xiang Yinli caused Liu Rushuang to become paralyzed. She begged Wen Liangren to save her. The antidote was given by Mo Wuyou, right?
No wonder, when Mo Wuyou saw her for the first time, he said: "Is this the poor thing I saved?"
After thinking about it, she suddenly felt a pain in her forehead, and she didn't know what Mo Wuyou's purpose was in saving her...
"If you hadn't taken the life-saving pill from my senior brother a month ago, you would have died a long time ago. Why don't you thank the leader?" Wen Ruyu reminded.
Chu Jiaoli rolled her eyes, a month ago? Was it the pill that made her fall into coma after taking it?
Her guess was indeed right, it was definitely not an ordinary medicine.
She pursed her lips and said: "No matter what the leader's purpose is, Jiao Li... is still very grateful to the leader for his life-saving grace."
Mo Wuyou gently raised the corners of his lips, with a cold smile, and said, "Thank yourself, you can save your life only by trusting me."
Chu Jiaoli slowly lowered her head and said, "I wonder what the leader needs Jiaoli for?"
Mo Wuyou was silent for a moment, then turned his head towards Wen Ruyu and said, "Step back first."
Wen Ruyu nodded and said, "Yes."
In the quiet room, only Mo Wuyou and her remained.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his back to her, and said coldly: "I, I want to accept you as my disciple."
Chu Jiaoli was stunned. Yousheng Sect is the most sinister and vicious evil cult in Beiming. If you become a member of Yousheng Sect and a direct disciple of Mo Wuyou, you will definitely be infamy for thousands of years...
But she is more concerned about it than this.
"Master, I'm just an ordinary woman with no ability to restrain a chicken. I'm afraid I can't be your right-hand assistant. Can you ask me why the leader chose me?"
Mo Wuyou slightly narrowed his phoenix eyes and said, "When your health gets better, I will naturally tell you."
As soon as the words fell, Mo Wuyou left.
Chu Jiaoli sighed softly, Mo Wuyou is such a big shot, he is not discussing with her, this is force, it is an order.
She picked her fingertips nervously, not knowing what kind of days would be waiting for her in the future...