Beigong Tengxiao didn't look at her, but he felt her gaze. He put his arms around her and hugged her over. He said with a sneer: "What do you want me to do? I have plenty of time to watch it when I go back. This is a good show."
If you miss the show, it will be gone."
Xiang Yini's face was horribly pale, her expression was already in a daze, and the scene of the two loving each other before her eyes turned into a blurry double image.
She still gritted her teeth with hatred and said: "Chu Jiaoli! It's you! It's you who ruined me! You ruined everything about me! You should be the one who deserves to be punished! You bitch! I can't be a ghost.
I will let you go!"
Chu Jiaoli frowned, looking at her crazy and embarrassed look, she couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
Once upon a time, Xiang Yini was a light that could never be reached by her, like a bright moon in the sky, but she was just a weak little star, competing with the moon for brightness, without knowing what she could do.
But I never thought that Xiang Yini would willingly fall to ruin her brilliance and die.
Suddenly, the strength on his shoulders slowly loosened. Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were cold. He stood up and walked to Xiang Yini with a sullen face.
"Pa!" He raised his palm and landed heavily on Xiang Yini's cheek, slapping her so dizzy that her ears rang.
He looked at her condescendingly, with an indifferent expression and a hint of anger in his eyes: "Is this palace's Li'er worthy of being mentioned by you?"
Xiang Yini's eyes were blank and dull. It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and she let out a shrill snort, half crying and half laughing, which was terrifying: "She deserves to die, and so do you! You all deserve to die! Hahahaha..." Beigong Tengxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand towards the jailer holding a knife beside him.
The jailer understood and respectfully handed the bloody dagger into his hand: "Your Highness, please."
Beigong Tengxiao held the knife, and the blade moved across her pale face in the air, and finally locked it on the blood-stained lips. He sneered and said: "The legitimate daughter of Marquis Xiang has a high spirit, even a little bit of red lips.
Taste." He glanced sideways at the jailer and said, "Remember, if she can't eat, just pour food into her stomach. I don't want her to die so quickly."
The jailer also guessed his next move, and immediately lowered his head knowingly and said: "Yes."
Beigong Tengxiao locked his eyes on those lips again, and a few drops of blood fell on her white lips along the smooth dagger, which was extremely ghostly.
He aimed the blade at the corner of her lips, but before he could use any force, his wrist was held by a slender hand.
He turned his head and saw Chu Jiaoli, who had just walked over. She looked up at him, stared into his fierce eyes, frowned and said: "Your Highness, that's enough."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his long eyebrows, and touched her cheek with his other clean hand. His eyes revealed a doting smile, and he said softly: "What? Are you scared?"
Chu Jiaoli closed her eyes, sighed slowly, opened her calm and bright eyes again, and said: "Your Highness, I don't want you to do such a thing. Go back, I am tired." p>
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao frowned with complicated eyebrows. After a moment, he threw the dagger behind him, and the jailer caught the dagger quickly.
Beigong Tengxiao showed a faint smile to Chu Jiaoli and said: "Okay, go back."
Chu Jiaoli had complicated thoughts along the way. After she suddenly came to her senses, the light spread across the earth, and she no longer knew when she arrived at the palace gate.
Facing a woman in purple standing at the entrance of the palace, she seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Chu Jiaoli felt a blockage in her heart when she looked at the cold and sinister smile on Mo Wei's face.
Mo Wei raised the corners of her lips and said, "Your Highness, are you satisfied with my testimony?"
