"In the backyard warehouse." The warehouse was filled with gold, silver and jewelry. I didn't know if there was room for him.
"Help me up, go see him." I struggled to get up. Qingsashi hurriedly came over to help me up.
Qingqi said worriedly: "Master, your injury——"
I shook my head: "It doesn't matter,"
"Just wait outside." I told Qingqi.
"What if he—young master!" Qingqi was worried. He still remembered that the man put a sharp knife on the young master's neck before he fainted. He didn't want to experience that shocking fear again.
I smiled slightly, knowing that this smile made my pale face indescribably weird, and said, "Don't worry, he won't hurt me."
He leaned against the corner and looked at me coldly: "Who are you? Do you want to take my life?" He had already changed out of his black clothes and replaced them with the white clothes I usually wear. He must have had a tattoo.
It was picked out from the clothes I usually wear when I disguise myself as a man. Only then did I see his face clearly. His lines were cold and hard, and his face was as cold as thousand-year-old ice, without any expression.
"The number one killer in the world, Yi Fenghua?!" I calmly looked at his face that was slowly sinking. I walked up to him, gently touched the red birthmark on his forehead, and inadvertently lifted the hand on his left arm.
The long sleeves had a strange wolf head on it, which was blue and black. The wolf's eyes seemed to be alive, shining with a strange blue light. It looked at me coldly.
"The current landlord of Yizizhu, isn't he?" I smiled slightly, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"You, who are you?"
I stood there, silent, and just took out a jade pendant from my arms. I think anyone with a jade pendant knows this symbol.
He was shocked when he saw the jade pendant, and then his expression quickly recovered. He quickly walked up to me and said respectfully: "I pay my respects to the host."
I said nothing, looked at him coldly, walked over, and slapped him hard indiscriminately. Although I used my less injured hand, it still hurt the wound.
I took a breath, but still endured it.
Hearing the sound, Qingqiu who was waiting outside rushed in immediately, but was stunned when he saw the strange scene inside. The assassin kneeled respectfully in front of the young master, with a red five-fingerprint on his cheek, as if he was not strong enough.
Xiao. smiled awkwardly, and Qingqi withdrew from my probing gaze with interest.
I saw the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, but he still knelt there motionless.
"Why, are you not convinced after being beaten by a woman like me? Do you think I am taking personal revenge?" I said without any emotion.
He just said in a business-like tone: "Fenghua hurt his master, and he is willing to die to apologize."
A sarcastic smile appeared on my face: "Do you think I care about your life? Master, you still think of me as your master. Who gave you the courage to assassinate the emperor without telling me? Does Uncle Fu know this?
?I trusted you so much that I gave you a bunch of pearls, but you lied to me so far."
Before he finished speaking, he slapped his ear hard again. I exerted all my strength, and his face immediately swelled up.
"Have you ever thought that after your assassination failed and your identity was found out, your actions would implicate the entire Yizhu, and even the entire Junjin. If the matter is exposed, thousands of lives in Junjin will be sacrificed for you.
His stupid impulse has become a lonely soul under the sword. The owner of the tabletop with Yi Zhu, the world's number one killer, what a sensitive identity. Have you ever thought about your adoptive father, have you ever thought about your brothers who will follow you wholeheartedly, have you ever thought about it?
Have you ever thought about the consequences of these people who care about you and even risk their lives for you? So what if your assassination is successful? Maybe the deep hatred between you and the emperor has been resolved, but what will follow?
, when the imperial court is in turmoil, the victims will always be innocent people. How many thousands of families will be displaced and destroyed, and how many people will become the next Yi Fenghua! Stupid and selfish guy!"
He was no longer ruthless, his whole body was trembling, and the expression on his face began to change slightly, as if he was remembering something, as if he was forbearing something, as if he was fighting something extremely... His eyes were sad, and the blood on the corner of his mouth was not wiped off.
Extremely bright.
"Fortunately, it was only one of my hands that was crippled this time. Next time, if you want anything else, tell me directly, lest you do something that will implicate Jun Jin. Just listen to me,
Junjin exists to protect those who follow us, and to take in those kind-hearted, innocent and homeless people. It is not a tool for your revenge! I don’t care what hatred you have, today in this case
Take revenge! Think of me as the emperor. I am standing here. You can stab as many times as you want, kill or cut into pieces as you please! However, after leaving this door, there will no longer be the assassination of the emperor in this world.
The number one killer Yi Fenghua!"
I frowned and stared at him deeply: "Only my Qinglong King 'Gekong'. Are you willing?"
He knelt on the ground, his head lowering lower and lower, and his whole body was shaking like a convulsion. It seemed as if a century had passed. He had been struggling and finally stood up to look at me.
His eyes were all red and bloodshot.
"Promise me not to take revenge again." I repeated coldly.
"I, I can't." There was fierce struggle and conflict on his face.
"Then, from today on, you are no longer Yi Zizhu's person, and I am not your master. You can go."
"Master, I hurt you, and I deserve to die. Let Fenghua stay with the master to atone for my sin. However, Sima Rui and I have an sworn hatred..."
I pursed my thin lips tightly and said coldly: "Get out."
Finally, he collapsed to the ground as if he had exhausted all his soul strength, and knelt straight in front of me: "Yi Fenghua is willing to follow his master forever."
I felt a little sorry for his devastated look, but I couldn't be soft-hearted, couldn't let him do irreparable things, and couldn't helplessly push Jun Jin and him into a desperate situation. I remained expressionless and said coldly: "Remember, from now on
From now on, there will be no more Yi Fenghua in this world. The moment you walk out from here, there will only be Qinglong King 'Gekong'." I said cruelly.
Silence swam around the two of us. Both of us were engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, and they kept insisting on who would be the final winner. It was like a battle between two people, without any retreat. Behind them was a cliff with no
No room for retreat.
He finally trembled and said: "From now on, Fenghua's life belongs to his master. Fenghua will never leave his master for half a step in his life."
I sighed: "Gekong, don't let me down. And don't alarm your father."
Su Da told me that I had been unconscious since the injury. Even though the diagnosis of the tattoo was clear, I still refused to wake up. I was always groggy, as if I were in a dream, and I kept moaning in pain, as if I was suffering from something.
Torture. She looked at me with complicated eyes. At that time, Qingqi told them that it was my own will that controlled me and I didn’t want to wake up. It seemed that I had been hurt so I didn’t want to wake up. If I didn’t want to wake up for the rest of my life, then
I will remain in a coma and will never open my eyes again for the rest of my life. I suddenly thought of the old man in my dream that day. It was he who helped me untie my knot and lead me back. In fact, I didn’t want to go back.
I woke up, but he said that he didn’t try, so how could he know it wouldn’t work? Thinking of Xiaobai’s weird expression when he woke up, could it be that he went to pick me up? Isn’t it too weird?
Su Da also told me that when I was in a coma, the emperor came to see you every night while everyone was asleep, and stayed with you every night until dawn. She also found that she couldn't sleep one night every day.
I saw this when I wanted to come and accompany me. The emperor was holding my hand, with a painful look on his face, and kept talking about something, as if he wanted to wake me up. His expression was very sad.
I lowered my eyelids slightly, a little confused. If he did that, why was he sad and why did he come to accompany me.
Before I woke up from my dream, he had already decreed that I would be named Concubine Lian De, the only concubine who received his title.
I raised the corner of my mouth slightly and laughed at myself: "My move was really worth it, in exchange for the position of a concubine."
Qingqi also joked that Xiaoqi almost rushed into the palace to see me after knowing that I was critically ill and my life was in danger.
This illness has depleted my body's vitality too much. Just when I was preparing to take a long vacation and recuperate, a shocking news came from outside the palace. Because this year there is less precipitation and dry weather, people in the south are used to it.
Shit, how could I have ever been tortured like this? Now the plague has spread all over the world. Now people are panicked. Some villages have become death places. People infected with the plague all gathered together and died because they had no money to treat them in time. What makes me even more sad is that Yun Ying is anxious.
I came to tell me urgently that Shao Shao, who had always been healthy, also fell ill. I remember that he came to see me several times after I woke up. Each time, his face was pale and he kept coughing. He said he was fine, so I thought wishfully.
He just had a minor cold or something, but he didn't expect that he was also infected with the plague and fell ill in bed. Even the maids and eunuchs who served in his palace fell ill. For a time, people in the palace were panicked, and no one dared to visit him.
Now there is no one to take care of him in his palace. Originally, this matter has been going on for a few days, but they are all worried that my injury has not healed yet. They hide it. This is what Shao Shao meant.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier! Yun Ying, go find Qingqi and gather at Jingyang Palace." I can't, I can't let him, a sick child, lie alone in bed waiting to die. I can't do it.
Yeah. Besides, he always calls me mom with a sweet and happy smile. That's my child.