Zhou Luoyu was suddenly speechless, and his pupils shrank violently for a moment, followed by uncontrollable fear.
He had known that Qi Yan was a madman.
madman!
His fingertips unconsciously tightened and he held them tightly. Even though it affected the tendons and injuries on his arms, he didn't pay attention to the pain.
My heart is filled with coldness.
There was a cruel cold light in Qi Yan's eyes, and his tone was still gentle, even a bit gentle.
But the gentleness at this time is obviously a life-threatening knife!
"You must have scolded County Magistrate Gao so much that you no longer dare to set foot here, right?"
"The secret guards have also been sent by you to investigate the whole area. They won't be back in a short time."
"As for these people in the room, and you, guess how long it will take me to kill you?"
Zhou Luoyu was trembling with fear, his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't say a word.
He was terrified.
However, the attendants thought they were discussing something secretly and took the initiative to stay away.
Qi Yan smiled with satisfaction: "Look, they are so knowledgeable."
"Do you still remember how many times you whipped me in the palace? A whip in the past and a sword today. How do you feel about it?"
His pupils gradually darkened.
"Why do you think I suggested to Magistrate Gao that Yutong come over to treat you? I, Qi Yan, have never been one to repay kindness with kindness."
Seeing the clear murderous intention in Qi Yan's eyes, Zhou Luoyu dug his fingertips deeply into the seam of the bed.
"No...you can't..."
He looked down at his leg in horror. His leg had such a deep sword wound, but Ling Yutong treated it for him.
But listen to Qi Yan’s words and don’t retaliate with kindness...
Zhou Luoyu bit his lip hard, fearful and making his heart tremble.
If his identities were reversed, given his personality, he would definitely not be kind enough to treat an enemy! He would definitely be capable of manipulation!
"You won't..." Poison me!
Zhou Luoyu's eyes were about to burst, and he was frightened and wanted to become violent.
A cold smile emerged from the corners of Qi Yan's lips.
"Why can't I?"
He glanced down at Zhou Luoyu's tightly bandaged leg and smiled: "Do you feel that your leg is in severe pain now? The puncture wound is burning and you are not feeling refreshed at all?"
"Then, the bandage seemed to be tight, and the leg was numb."
Zhou Luoyu's face became visibly stiff.
Everything Qi Yan said came true.
Now, the area where the gauze was wrapped on his leg was so tight that it was almost difficult for him to lift his leg. The injured area was burning, and there was no cooling effect caused by the application of the herbs.
Could Ling Yutong really do anything to him?
Zhou Luoyu gritted his teeth. At that moment, he didn't know which tendon was wrong. He was so impulsive that he bent down like crazy and pulled the tight bandage on his leg.
Blood suddenly spurted out, staining his fingertips and palms.
His excessive movements made the attendants widen their eyes in horror. Just as they were about to rush over, Qi Yan called him to stop.
Qi Yan's hand gently but forcefully placed on the bandage, inhibiting Zhou Luoyu's next move.
"The second prince likes to torture himself? Doesn't it hurt?"
Zhou Luoyu gritted his teeth with hatred.
Qi Yan turned his head and told the attendant: "The bandage is dirty. Bring some new ones. You go boil some water. The wound is stained with blood and needs to be cleaned again."
"yes."
The attendant did not have the slightest suspicion and immediately turned around and left.
In the room, Zhou Luoyu breathed in horror.
"You deliberately drove away my prince's people! You..."
Qi Yan smiled slightly, and naturally drew a knife out of his cuff, aiming it at Zhou Luoyu's puncture wound. The bandages were scattered around, the flesh was stained with blood, and it was exposed to the air.
The knife was dangling, swaying in Zhou Luoyu's heart.
"If you curse again, I won't guarantee whether the knife in your hand can be held securely."
Zhou Luoyu shut up instantly.
"Isn't that great?" Qi Yan waved the knife in his hand and smiled evilly.
"However, this is actually an excellent opportunity."
He pointedly pointed the tip of the knife toward... Zhou Luoyu's neck.
Zhou Luoyu exploded immediately.
"Wow, you can't! You can't. I just whipped you a few times with a whip. No matter how much you hate me, you can't even think of killing me!"
"If you kill me, my mother, my concubine, and my father will not let you go! Your Qi family has been severely targeted. Why, do you want to drag the entire Qi family to be buried with you?"
Qi Yan sneered.
"It seems that you really want to die."
The tip of his knife was about to stab him, and Zhou Luoyu's mind suddenly changed, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.
What did Qi Yan mean by this, that he didn't want to kill him?
At the critical moment, Zhou Luoyu could no longer care about face, and cried bitterly: "Wait! I can promise you anything, as long as it is within my ability, I can do anything for you, as long as you don't kill me
!”
The tip of the knife was only half an inch in front of his eyes and stopped.
Zhou Luoyu's heart was beating like crazy.
He closed his eyes tightly, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.
Qi Yan smiled.
"Then what can you do for me?"
The intimidation was successful.
When the attendants returned one after another, they raised their eyes and looked carefully at Zhou Luoyu, who was half lying on the couch.
Why do you feel your face is paler?
However, after only a quick glance, the attendants did not dare to look again and offered him hot water and bandages.
Qi Yan took the bandage, felt Zhou Luoyu's legs shaking slightly, and glanced at him.
The next moment, the leg in his hand froze.
Qi Yan looked at him with a half-smile, then cut off the last section of the bandage.
That moment seemed to cut into his heart.
Zhou Luoyu trembled all over.
There was a gentle knock on the door, twice.
Zhou Luoyu reacted with a huge shudder and heard Qi Yan say: "It should be Yutong who has come to say goodbye. She has patients waiting in Xingyue Pavilion. I think the second prince won't mind if she leaves at this time, right?"
When Ling Yutong came in, he immediately felt the strange atmosphere in the room.
This weirdness reached its peak when she saw that the bandage on Zhou Luoyu's leg, which was originally well wrapped, was now wrapped crookedly.
She couldn't bear to look at it and said: "What's wrong with this bandage? Who is so bad at craftsmanship? If you don't know how to wrap it, don't wrap it. It won't stop the bleeding at all."
Qi Yan's expression froze slightly.
The horrible and oppressive feeling that seemed to be there just now was completely dissipated.
Zhou Luoyu breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, even looking at the annoying Ling Yutong, he felt that his features were clearer.
Ling Yutong paused and looked at Qi Yan.
"It can't be...it's you?"
Qi Yan pursed his lips, turned his head silently, and nodded lightly.
Ling Yutong coughed lightly and covered up the smile that was about to be exposed at the corners of his lips.
However, this is really hard to bear.
Who knew Qi Yan had such a side!
She finally chose to stare at Zhou Luoyu to divert her attention, and then Zhou Luoyu keenly noticed that the temperature around her became colder.
He glanced at Qi Yan's face and then at Ling Yutong, who was paying attention to him. He felt like crying but felt that he might have understood something.
This Ling Yutong was unusual for Qi Yan.
but……
Locked in the sight of death, he was really about to burst!