Jiaoyue smiled: "With your personality, you wouldn't think of poisoning me. Of course, there is an expert behind you. I don't ask you who that person is. I just want to warn you - take care of yourself. You are no match for me."
Qiuji's face was now so pale that there was no trace of blood, and she walked out in despair.
"Wait a minute," Yin Haoyue suddenly called her.
She stopped involuntarily
Jiaoyue asked: "Do you hate me?"
Qiuji turned around and didn't answer
"If you don't speak, you are acquiescing." Gaoyue picked up a thin silver needle from nowhere and clamped it between her fingers, "I'll give you a chance. The tip of this silver needle is highly poisonous and there is no cure."
Solution, as long as you pierce it into my body, you can get what you want."
Jiao Yue stepped forward and handed the silver needle to Qiu Ji. Qiu Ji did not dare to take it. She looked at her in confusion and Jiao Yue smiled: "What? Are you scared? Or don't believe it?"
Qiu Ji still hesitated and didn’t answer.
Jiao Yue simply stuffed the end of the silver needle directly into her: "Don't worry, there are preconditions. What I mean is that if one day I make any out-of-control behavior, or I want to be detrimental to someone..." She paused,
"Kill me with this"
Qiu Ji was startled and looked at Yin Jiaoyue who was calm and horrified: "Why?"
Yin Jiaoyue doesn't speak, but not everything can be explained. Just like now, she can't protect herself. As a puppet of the dream demon, she is still unwilling to hurt any of Ren Qingci, Xiu Jiyin, and Bu Nanxiao, even through the dream.
Even if the demon's hand completes its revenge, she won't dare
How could she be so cowardly? This was supposed to be the moment she had dreamed of, so what were she worrying about?
It turns out that she really doesn’t hate Ren Celadon that much.
Maybe it was because she was destined to be unable to hate when they first met, maybe it was Bu Nanxiao's influence day after day, or maybe it was the subtle hope that the young master gave him again... After so many years of clinging to hatred, she had already let go of what she had done.
So much, just to live
But why did she choose to die after working so hard until today?
For those she doesn't trust at all?
she does not know
Suddenly, Yin Jiaoyue felt a sharp pain in her head - it was the puppet strings of the dream demon pulling and turning.