It has to be said that today's Bai Yan is even more charming than before, with an enchanting air in the corners of his frivolous eyes.
Following his bewitching voice, while Hua Xuanji and Qi'er were stunned, a small meat insect with a snow-white body and bulging flesh about the thickness of a little finger slowly moved its body along the rice stalk inch by inch.
Climbed up.
Then, following Bai Yan's fingers, he slowly nestled into his palm and remained motionless.
"Hua Xuanji." After Xiao Chong was stable, Bai Yan held Qi'er with one hand, and slowly approached Qi'er's fair face with the other hand, pinched Xiao Chong to the tip of his fingers, and smiled at her.
Qi'er pretended to be gentle and said:
"Your name is Qi'er. Tell uncle, don't you think this bug is cute?"
"You, stay away from me, you are not cute, not cute, not cute at all. Let me go, I want my mother!"
Although Qi'er was not afraid of insects, when such a white flesh insect came close to his face, he still couldn't help but feel a touch of nausea in his heart.
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink a fine drink!" Bai Yan's eyes turned cold in vain. He walked slowly in front of Hua Xuanji, squatted down slowly, and looked at Hua Xuanji's face gnashing her teeth at him for a moment.
He reached out and handed Qi'er in his other hand to Ji Yan.
Slowly bringing the small insect closer to Hua Xuanji's eyes, Bai Yan's smile on the corner of his mouth was filled with a hint of coldness: "Do you know what kind of insect this is?"
However, before Hua Xuanji could answer whether she knew or not, Bai Yan smiled coldly and said quickly: "This is a voodoo that I spent three years cultivating. Once this kind of voodoo crawls into the body, it will take less than half a day.
That person will slowly fester from his heart to his spleen and stomach, and then his whole body will itch extremely and unbearably until he dies, and his whole person will be a pile of rotten flesh from the inside out!"
This insect was indeed raised by him many years ago in order to use it on those prisoners who found it difficult to speak. If Ji Yan hadn't reminded him yesterday, he would have almost forgotten about it.
Taking a deep breath, Bai Yan thought, if he had thought of using this Gu earlier, the plan would have been implemented much faster than it is now.
However, it's good to think of a method. Anyway, now it is estimated that it is not far away from being successful, all it takes is a nod from Hua Xuanji!
"What on earth are you going to do? What is this bug and what is its use? I don't want to know at all. You worked so hard to catch me here, not to ask me to evaluate bugs with you. Bai Yan, let me tell you, what you did before
I can let go of those things, but Qier, he is my bottom line, if you dare to touch him again, I will never forgive you in this life or the next life, even if I die!"
Hua Xuanji suppressed the disgust for the insect that surged from her heart, and stared at Bai Yan's palm for a moment.
However, when her eyes flashed to Bai Yan's palm, Hua Xuanji suddenly discovered that Bai Yan's palm was not as white and tender as Yehua's. There was actually a slightly yellowish callus at the tiger's mouth.
A trace of doubt came to her mind, but it was only for a moment. At this time, Hua Xuanji didn't have time to think about it so much. She only thought about the piece of meat that fell from her body - Qi'er.
Looking at Hua Xuanji's confused and angry eyes, Bai Yan snorted coldly, stood up quickly, held the bug and walked quickly into Ji Yan and Qi'er: "Since you said so, I don't plan to
I'm hiding it from you, but I'm looking for you today because I have something to do."
Slowly sitting on the stool that was spotless and incompatible with the ruined temple, Bai Yan took a deep breath and put the bug back into the jar: "I don't want to say anything else, I just want you to persuade you.
Father, let him stand by my side in court, and I will let Qi'er go immediately."
Father?
When she just heard this title, Hua Xuanji was slightly startled at first, and then realized that Bai Yan should be talking about the now powerful Prime Minister, her father, Hua Caichen.
Buchi snorted coldly, and Hua Xuanji raised her head high: "Bai Yan, you also know what my relationship with my father is. How could he listen to me? You'd better stop having delusions!"
"Really?" Bai Yan elegantly pinned the hair that was scattered in front of his forehead to the back of his head: "Your sister died somewhere long ago, and your father has no children. Hua Xuanji, now you are the only one in the Hua family.
My child, how do you think your father could not listen to you? Even if he doesn’t listen to you, I think you will definitely find something to do, right?"
"I have no choice." Hua Xuanji laughed coldly. What Bai Yan did before was all for the throne. Now, even if he thinks about it with his nose, it is also for the throne.
If a man like him, who is inferior to a beast, sits on the throne, he will harm countless people, how can he help the evildoers?
There was a cold feeling in my heart, this throne is really tempting.
It can make Yehua change from gentle and considerate to bow and arrow overnight, and it can also make this handsome young man who once hugged his thigh hurt his brothers and do unscrupulous things. At this time, even his own children
Don’t let it go!
"Are you sure?" Bai Yan was not anxious, but looked at Qi'er with his chin raised. A cold light appeared in his hand, and he got a dagger as wide as a finger from somewhere, and grabbed the worm with the Gu in his other hand.
The small jar walked towards Qi'er step by step.
The smile at the corner of his mouth became even more arrogant: "You have to think clearly, if I use this knife to make a cut on your baby's white and tender skin, then put this Gu worm in, and then slowly consume it with you.
In a few hours, your little baby will still be as fat and white as it is today!"
"How dare you!" Hua Xuanji took a cold breath. "If you have any trouble, just plant poison on me. Don't even think about touching Qi'er! He's just a child!"
"Child?" Bai Yan smiled disapprovingly: "This is just a tool to assist me and let me use it. Hua Xuanji, I will give you five more thinking time. When the time is up, don't blame me.
Cruel and ruthless!"
As he spoke, Bai Yan suddenly turned around, thrust his cold dagger straight at Qi'er, and his reddish lips hummed together: "Ten."
"Bai Yan, you dare!"
"Mother! Mother!"
Several voices sounded at the same time. Hua Xuanji struggled forward desperately, her wrists were bruised by the hemp rope, but she still tried hard towards Qi'er with tears in her eyes.
The anger gushing from a pair of eyes seemed to be digging out a piece of flesh from Bai Yan's body.
However, Bai Yan has long been accustomed to this. He reached out and touched Qi'er's mute point, dug his own ear socket with his little finger intentionally or unintentionally, and said without scratching: "It's so noisy. Hua Xuanji, you still have five years left."
Seconds of time.”
"Bai Yan, I've already told you that there will never be any intersection between me and my father. Let go of Kai'er, let go!"
"There are still three seconds." Bai Yan seemed not to hear, holding a knife and approaching Qi'er inch by inch.
Qi'er's bright eyes looked at the sharp knife that was approaching him step by step, with tears streaming down his face. He looked at Hua Xuanji's eyes with the intention of asking for help.
"One!" Bai Yan's voice suddenly became louder. He took a deep breath and said slowly to Hua Xuanji, "It's time for your child to say goodbye to you."
"You, let go!" Looking at Qi'er's eyes asking for help, Hua Xuanji felt powerless like never before, and her heart was completely filled with Qi'er.
Hua Xuanji understood that in the past four years, without Kai'er, she would not have been able to survive at all.
There were a few times when I even understood my desires. However, every time I saw Qier's innocent smiling face, this thought would disappear quickly.
Now Qi'er is everything to Hua Xuanji. Without Qi'er, Hua Xuanji knows that she will not survive.
Before she had time to think about it, the moment the sharp knife in Bai Yan's hand was about to touch Qier's skin, Hua Xuanji closed her eyes fiercely and shouted in shock: "I, I answer..."
However, before the next few words were shouted, Hua Xuanji felt a sudden flash of wind beside her ears. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw a folding fan flying quickly towards Bai Yan.
The next second, there was only a clanging sound, and Bai Yan's fingers holding the knife suddenly felt painful and let go, falling to the ground quickly.
Because Bai Yan didn't tighten his grip, he was hit by the folding fan. The dagger shone with a cold light, and a drop of bright red blood fell from his tender white onion fingers, causing little flowers to bloom on the ground.
Looking at the speed and arc of the folding fan, Hua Xuanji's heart couldn't help but twitch.
Familiar, an unprecedented familiarity surged into her heart. Even though more than five years had passed, Hua Xuanji would never forget the folding fan that flew to her when her predecessor was helpless. It was the last memory left to her by her predecessor.
A profound scene!
Could it be that it was the one who once saved me and even spent a night with me...
"Who is it?" Bai Yan asked coldly, turning his head to the door along with Hua Xuanji.
Her breath seemed to be stuck in her nose at that moment. When Hua Xuanji clearly saw the man in red standing at the door with the moonlight on his back, even her heartbeat stopped for a few beats because of her surprise.
Is it him? Could it be that the person in his memory who saved him and destroyed his body was him?
An incredible and sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. God really made a big joke on himself.
If I had known about it four years ago... would the ending still be like this?
Is it because I am too slow? Or is it really destined that I and Yehua will end up missing each other?
Now that they know what it's used for, they won't be able to go back long ago.
In fact, Yehua waved his fan not infrequently, but almost all of it was when Hua Xuanji was not quite conscious.
The night wind gently ruffled Yehua's satin-like black hair. Yehua stretched out his hand and quickly retracted the folding fan. His cool eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "No.
Knowing that Sixth Brother is so late, what’s the big deal in finding my king’s inner chamber and children?”