Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw Xiao Yi slowly stand up and take off his cloak.
The heavy cloak fell heavily beside the bonfire, raising a circle of dust.
Only then did Qin Jiaoxi realize that he was actually in a ruined temple at this moment.
So even though a bonfire was burned, the drafty walls and windows around him still couldn't stop the cold.
Xiao Yi's footsteps stopped in front of Qin Jiaoxi.
He slowly squatted down and reached out to lift Qin Jiaoxi's chin: "Do you know? Princess Meng'an, your face only looks like your mother's!"
He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "There are still seven points. I heard that he looks like your father?"
Qin Jiaoxi swallowed his saliva: "What does Uncle Xiao want to say?"
Xiao Yi released her chin, but quickly sealed her acupuncture points.
"Princess Princess, do you know how your mother and I met back then?"
Qin Jiaoxi's mind suddenly recalled what happened when she took her father to find her junior uncle and met Yue Shi and Xiao Yi, and her heart suddenly became colder.
Could this person be crazy and want to avenge her mother?
Qin Jiaoxi wanted to say something but found that she couldn't even make a sound.
Her internal strength, which she had practiced for more than half a year, was still too weak. Even with Bo Jiming's bonus, it was not enough to compete with the masters, and even the breath movement could not shake the sealed acupuncture points.
Qin Jiaoxi could only stare at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi did not look at her anymore, stood up slowly, and said to himself: "My Xiao family was originally the magistrate of Shuozhou. I was killed by a traitor twenty years ago. My father was also unjustly imprisoned. My mother died of exhaustion from running around. My brothers and sisters are all
Lost…”
"I was unwilling to accept it at that time, so I traveled all the way to the imperial capital to find someone to help me. As a result, I was sold into a brothel by my father's friends and forced to play the piano and perform as an entertainer. I even almost..."
"On that day, your mother happened to accompany King Yue to the imperial capital. When she saw that I was beaten half to death in the street, she asked King Yue to rescue me!"
"After learning that my father had been wronged, Ah Qian pestered King Yue to take me to see the Holy Emperor, and asked the then Minister of Dali Temple, later the Prime Minister of Qin, to re-investigate the matter of Shuozhou and finally clear my father's innocence.
!”
"Although my father died of illness soon after leaving prison, at least I regained my honorable status and can join Shuiqin Pavilion!"
"It's just a pity that your mother is the legitimate daughter of King Yue after all. Even if she didn't go with Qin Xiang, she wouldn't have chosen someone like me!"
"However, this does not hinder my feelings for her!"
He knelt down again and added a lot of firewood to the bonfire.
Qin Jiaoxi had a bad premonition in her heart, but she felt that this matter was so ridiculous that she simply couldn't imagine it——
But then, Xiao Yi's every move directly confirmed Qin Jiaoxi's premonition.
He stood up, took off his clothes and pants one by one, and finally walked to Qin Jiaoxi wearing only his underwear.
"Princess Meng'an, what happened today was done by myself, Xiao Yi, and has nothing to do with anyone else!"
"As for why? You don't have to ask any more!"
"Maybe it's because I can't release my feelings for your mother, so I can only blame you in the end!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the collar of Qin Jiaoxi's jacket and tore it open with force.
"ah!"
Qin Jiaoxi struggled through half of the acupuncture points and screamed.
At this critical moment, the door of the ruined temple was kicked open violently.
Bo Jiming and Jing Wen broke in side by side.
The division of labor between the two was clear. One rushed towards Qin Jiaoxi and the other rushed towards Xiao Yi. However, a strange and pungent smell suddenly filled the air.
Qin Jiaoxi took a breath and his eyes suddenly went dark.