Duo'er turned pale with fright: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"
Gu Yilan's face didn't look any better.
He pursed his lips tightly and said calmly: "Don't panic, he's my nephew and he likes to joke with people. Once he gets over it, he will let me out."
Jiang Yun struggled to hold up his upper body, bared his teeth that had turned purple and black, and smiled strangely: "You still can't defeat him. How does it feel to catch a turtle in the middle of the palace?"
Gu Yilan looked at Jiang Yun and suddenly smiled evilly.
Jiang Yun was frightened by his smile: "What do you want to do?"
Gu Yilan slowly pulled out a snow-white silk handkerchief and handed it to Duo'er: "Cover your eyes."
Duo'er was very scared, but she still did as she was told.
He took out two more balls of silk and said, "Plug your ears."
Duo'er shrank into a corner.
Jiang Yun cried out in horror: "Gu Fenglin, Gu Fenglin, I'm here..."
But immediately, his mouth was blocked.
Gu Yilan slowly pulled out a sharp knife, tried it with her fingertips, and opened his belt with one stroke.
The cold tip of the knife slowly moved downward against the lower abdomen, stirring up a bunch of chestnuts.
Then there was a sudden pain in that fatal place.
Jiang Yun's eyes widened and he was sweating. He stretched out his arms in vain, trying to catch something, but he couldn't catch anything.
"Well, you're scared, aren't you? Tell me, who is the person who gave me the medicine?"
Gu Yilan took the cloth from his mouth and looked at him calmly.
"It's not me, it's them..."
Jiang Yun let out a long breath and finally realized that the person in front of him didn't care about being caught by Gu Fenglin, nor did he care about his life or death.
All he wanted to know was an answer.
Gu Yilan probably knew that he would not speak easily before, so she did not force him too much.
Instead, they were planning to detoxify and so on. They probably had other plans.
The situation is critical now. If he doesn't speak, he will probably be cut into pieces.
"You must have seen that wooden sign..."
Jiang Yun looked at Gu Yilan slyly. Suddenly, he noticed that Gu Yilan's face was getting paler.
He stopped, looked at Gu Yilan carefully, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Gu Yilan gave Jiang Yun a stern look.
But then, Gu Yilan's body shook, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.
He held his head, bit his lip, and curled up into a ball on the ground.
Even if he didn't make a sound, you could tell how much pain he was in.
Jiang Yun laughed proudly.
It would be nice to be able to grab someone to support you before you die.
He struggled to get up, picked up the knife on the ground, grabbed Gu Yilan's hair, and pressed the tip of the knife against Gu Yilan's face.
Scratch it hard.
Blood surged out.
Gu Yilan's eyes widened and she looked at him blankly, with many emotions in her eyes.
It's like knowing that you are going to die, feeling restless but helpless.
"Go to hell! You defective products!" Jiang Yun bared his teeth and slashed hard at Gu Yilan's throat.
With a "swipe" sound, an ax mixed with cold wind struck towards his hand.
He only felt a biting coldness, and his hand had already separated from its flesh and bones and fell to the ground.
"Ah..." He screamed and saw Duo'er holding the ax tightly in her hand, protecting Gu Yilan behind her like a little tiger.
Her eyes were wide open, his blood was splattered on her face, and her face was full of horror.
Jiang Yun pressed the wound tightly and rushed towards her ferociously.
Duo'er closed her eyes and waved the ax recklessly.