Suddenly, my eyes seemed to be flashed by something. When I came back to my senses, I realized that Yan Xiaoqing seemed to have a silver needle stuck in her head.
I couldn't help but step forward to check what was going on, but Liu Chi grabbed my wrist and said, "Don't go there."
Looking back at him in confusion: "Is this also a kind of punishment?"
Liu Chi said calmly: "This is to restrain him from using his thoughts to influence others."
I looked at the frail Yan Xiaoqing in disbelief. The 'other people' in Liu Chi's words probably meant me.
No wonder Yan Xiaoqing can't communicate telepathically with me. It turns out to be because of this.
I closed my eyes: "It's enough to control him with silver needles. Why do we need to torture him?"
Liu Chi said calmly: "This is King Xia's wish. The secret guards are just doing what they are told."
It's Xia Yan again.
A person I can't hate at all.
Yan Xiaoqing looked at Liu Chi with a pair of clear, cold blue eyes, and a sinister smile embedded in the corner of her blood-stained mouth.
"Liu Chi, I didn't expect that you were smart all your life, but in the end you ended up working as a swordsman for a boy from the Xia Kingdom. Hahaha, it's really ridiculous."
"Whether I use this knife or not depends entirely on my own wishes and has nothing to do with others. Yan Xiaoqing, now that the matter has come to this, we should all accept our fate, right?" Liu Chi said with a smile like a spring breeze.
"That's right, no matter how much I practice, I can't reach your level. Watching the one you love sleeping soundly in the arms of others, you still cover those two people with quilts." Yan Xiaoqing retorted sarcastically.
I was stunned and looked at Liuchi without knowing what was going on.
As if he would never be angry, he continued to smile and said: "That's also my business and has nothing to do with anyone else."
Yan Xiaoqing fell silent, because no matter what he said, nothing could shake Liu Chi.
I have been standing here for a long time, but Yan Xiaoqing didn't even look at me.
Maybe he was right not to look at me. In other words, it was probably because I didn't have the face to look at him.
Yan Xiaoqing is being held here now for my reasons.
If I hadn't lured him in with Dzi beads, he would never have fallen into Liuchi's trap.
I am the initiator.
I am the culprit.
Looking at the 'fruits of my labor', I felt so embarrassed that I wanted to kill myself.
After holding it in for a long time, I asked another funny question: "Yan Xiaoqing, do you feel any pain?"
After asking, I regretted it.
I stabbed someone, but I stupidly asked them, "Does it hurt?"
If I were the one being asked, I would definitely answer, stab me with a knife.
Yan Xiaoqing looked at me with the same indifferent eyes and slowly said one word: "How do you want me to answer you?"
I paused and slowly lowered my head.
Yan Xiaoqing then said in a mocking tone: "I'm afraid you didn't come here just to say hello to me, right?"
When he said this, I couldn't ask the question at all.
With Yan Xiaoqing in this situation, what qualifications do I have to question him about his father's whereabouts? Even if I ask questions, he may not be willing to answer truthfully.
"Princess, it's cold and humid here. It's better to go back quickly." At this time, Liu Chi helped me out with some unclear words.
I nodded quickly, a little incoherently: "Yes... I'm going back."
My eyes looked around, but I couldn't find a word of farewell.
Maybe this farewell is an eternal farewell.
Not only Yan Xiaoqing, but also Liu Chi.
Xia Yan will never allow me to come here again, so how should I say this farewell?
