"Oh, it's really frustrating, but I haven't found it yet?!" Xiao Qizi was half exhausted.
Tonight, we broke the city to stabilize the situation and "received the goods" for the master. Another person of Concubine Ming was poisoned and injured. We finally finished dealing with Concubine Ming's people.
As a result, I was poisoned, robbed Concubine Ming and went to nowhere, and her whereabouts are unknown.
"Tsk...Why is our family's life so miserable?" Xiao Qizi rubbed his forehead, feeling so irritated that he wanted to curse.
Sitting on the edge, Tiqi in black was immediately handed tea to him: "Eunuch Qi, please be patient. Your Majesty is a brilliant doctor. My cultivation is so great that nothing will happen to him."
Although Xiao Qizi is young and handsome, his status in the East Factory and the palace is not low.
Although there are more than a dozen people who can become the godson of Master Chitose, he is the only one at this age. Anyone who underestimates him will always suffer.
Xiao Qizi worked hard all night, and finally drank some hot tea, feeling better: "Those people around the little empress, please ask the doctor to take care of them, soak them in cold water, and dissipate the medicinal properties, so as not to cause any colds again."
Concubine Ming is very kind to people like them. There are not many people like the concubine who will look down on eunuchs and treat them as normal people.
He also helped take care of her people.
"The doctor doesn't know much about this poisonous fungus seed, so he can only use the usual aphrodisiac solution, which is to disperse it in cold water and add heart-clearing and blood-clearing medicine, and you'll be fine after tonight."
The black-clothed Tiqi said.
Xiao Qizi nodded and said tiredly: "Master, let Xinsu and the others go out to look for them. Don't take it lightly!"
"Yes!" Tiqi in black clasped his fists and left.
Jing Ming also came out of Wei Ye's room with a tired look on his face.
"How is your companion?" Xiao Qizi stood up and asked.
Jing Ming nodded: "He took the medicine given by the eldest lady and saved his life. I also used my inner strength to regulate his damaged heart veins. He is much better now.
Xiao Qizi saw that her face was not good, and he knew that it was because her internal energy had been depleted by more than half.
He thought for a moment and gave Jing Ming a pill in a delicate box: "This is a pill that can restore your internal strength as quickly as possible. The effect is very good. After taking it, you can meditate and adjust your breath for thirty-six weeks, and your internal strength will be restored to a great extent."
part."
When Jing Ming heard that there was such a good thing, he immediately smiled and patted Xiao Qi Zi on the shoulder: "Thank you, I owe you once!"
She knows that this secret medicine is not a precious thing that everyone has even in Dongchang. It can be used when the enemy is injured and has no internal strength.
They are all life-saving.
Xiao Qizi was a little hurt from being patted, and he said with some embarrassment: "Um... Jingming, do you know what sister Chunhe likes? I bought some specialties, but I'm afraid it won't suit her taste."
Jingming, Chunhe and his sister are sisters with different surnames who depend on each other for life and death, so it's only right for him to help.
Jing Ming looked at Xiao Qi Zi, ever since the shocking relationship between his eldest daughter and Mr. Qiantose was revealed to her.
She is a little sensitive to eunuchs.
Seeing Xiao Qizi like this, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Are you planning on my sister Chunming?"
Xiao Qizi turned pale instantly and waved her hand immediately: "No, Sister Chunming often makes delicious food for me, I just want to reciprocate."
How is he worthy? Sister Chunming wants to marry into a good family!
Jingming looked him up and down and shook his head: "You are not like your godfather in this way. There is nothing that Sister Chunming particularly likes."
With that said, she turned and left.
Xiao Qizi sighed, how could he look like a godfather?
Godfather's seedlings can still sprout and grow, but his seedlings can't grow no matter how much water they are watered.
I just don’t know how I am doing now? What I am doing.
He was so tired that he almost collapsed.
…
Yes, crash.
Have you ever had a breakdown?
…
He narrowed his phoenix eyes and looked at the moon in the sky in confusion, thinking... He actually collapsed.
When I was young, I lost everything, and finally decided to give up even my body. When I killed someone for the first time, well, there was that time - when I gave up on the bottom line of being a human being.
He actually collapsed more than once.
His life seemed to be always being broken into pieces, reorganized, broken into pieces again, and reorganized again.
In those years, collapse was the norm.
But after climbing from the bloody quagmire to the pinnacle of power, those collapses happened a long time ago.
Until this time, sweat dripped from his forehead, rolling over his long, black eyelashes from his thin white eyelids, blurring his beast-like eyes.
The moment he used the hot knife on his body to roughly and fiercely pierce the body he had been dreaming about, all the defense lines of reason collapsed.
He said that he would use her to "sharpen the sacrificial sword". He said this more than once, and she probably forgot about it.
This body is so soft and fragile, it should hurt when his blade penetrates deeply, right?
She was trembling all over, clasping his shoulders tightly and sweating all over her body, but she was stubborn and refused to beg for mercy, looking at him with a pair of beautiful and clear red eyes.
"Cang...Qiao...you..."
Do you think he will let her go? Was it the fragility he pretended to have before that confused the smart her?
But the feeling of his blade piercing her body was so pleasant, the sticky hot liquid like blood flowed through the blade, and the feeling of his white and clean hands...
Like a traveler in the desert, when he finally drinks a pot of water, the warm and moist water goes down his throat.
All thirsts are comforted.
How much he liked her broken beauty that was like death.
It feels so good that my scalp is numb, the strange pleasure makes no sense, and my eyes are turning white.
He remembered the first time he killed someone, the feeling when the long knife was covered in blood.
Cang Qiao smiled darkly and cheerfully. He really liked knives, knives in every sense of the word.
The suppressed madness burst out, and sweat flowed through his eyes, stinging, but he didn't want to close his eyes, he just felt the pain was soothing.
"Ha..." He laughed hoarsely and held her back firmly. No wonder some beasts are obsessed with these things. That's how it is.
He is also a cruel beast, how much he cherished her before.
Now I really want to stab her with his blade.
Let her experience what it feels like to be as broken as herself.
"Cang Qiao... don't do this..." She cried with a broken voice, forbearing and pleading, and her soft and trembling breath passed by his ear.
The night wind was so cold and the water under the boat was so ice-cold. Only my tears, limbs and breath were hot.
She even reached out and gently touched the texture of his shoulders that were stretched due to excessive exertion, as if this feeble comfort could buy a little relaxation and preserve her own room for survival.
"Tsk..." He laughed again, ah, his little lady is so silly, she is a good person.
Still trying to comfort herself, she couldn't even protect herself.
How did she know what kind of power she gave him to bully her?
She wanted to protect him, but she didn't expect that now he just wanted to crush her cruelly with his sharpened blade.
He pulled her knees apart as far as possible, suppressing her struggle, and stabbed her calmly and ferociously, watching her go from being patient to breaking down and crying for mercy.
Under the lingering wind of the cold moon, the cold and turbulent water of the waterfall will hit those fragile ships and smash them all into pieces.
Why was he the only one to collapse?
She also needs to collapse.
He let himself penetrate into every inch of her soft skin, making it moist and sticky, causing collapse and dizziness.
Unscrupulously invading, crushing and leaving a mark on everything that belongs to him.
The cold moon watched this "murder" indifferently.
Surrender?
Yes, surrender, he surrendered under the skirt of the god of madness and collapse.
She was the god who saved him, and she was also his plaything, so he crushed the plaything, blasphemed and... assassinated the god.
