Chapter 221 I didn’t say I wanted to kill the king!
Bamboo Garden.
The candlelight flickered and occasionally made a crackling sound.
The shadows of two people were reflected on the ground.
Outside the house, there was an unknown sound of insects.
"What did you ask me to do?"
A slightly childish voice sounded, with a tone full of impatience.
Only the inside of the house can be seen.
The two teenagers sat on both sides of the table, forming a game of tension.
The person who spoke had a baby face and looked like he was only ten years old, but the expression on his face did not look like that of a child who was only ten years old.
His eyebrows were furrowed, with helplessness and irritability written all over his brows.
Opposite the young man, Su Lixun was holding a tea cup. His fingertips were slender and slender. He clearly had the demeanor of a young man, but his beautiful fox eyes seemed to hide many emotions that others could not see through.
"Old fox!"
Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but muttered.
Others may not know, but he knows how much evil is hidden in the belly of the young man opposite him.
What is that sentence called, the fox for thousands of years, the tortoise for ten thousand years? It is Su Lixun.
Su Lixun raised his eyebrows and put down the tea cup, "I didn't mess with you."
"You have something to say, it's okay, sir, I still have something to do."
Anyway, it won't be a good thing to look for him every time.
Su Lixun took out a box from his sleeve and slowly pushed it in front of him, "I'm looking for you. Of course I have something for you to do."
The young man glanced at the box and opened it.
I saw a few spheres that looked like human eyeballs lying quietly in the box. When it was opened, the part similar to the whites of the eyes happened to be facing the boy. It looked like human eyeballs staring at him, extremely.
There is a sense of visual impact.
juvenile:……
But then, the boy's eyes suddenly lit up, the fruit of white cohosh?
"This thing can only be picked in the deep mountains and old forests of the Western Jin Dynasty. Where did you get it?"
The young man glanced at Su Lixun, quickly closed the lid with a snap, and then stuffed the box into his arms.
"Let's talk about it first. I see it's mine, but there's no reason to take it back."
Su Lixun still had a faint smile on his face, and his beautiful fox eyes narrowed slightly, "Don't worry, this matter is easy for you."
The young man glanced at Su Lixun warily, always feeling that Su Lixun wanted to murder him.
"I want you to save someone."
Su Lixun finally revealed his purpose.
"Save people?" Why is it saving people again? What's going on today, one or two people want him to save people? He is a poison master, not a doctor who hangs a pot to save the world!
He also has a backbone, okay!
"Well, after everything is done, you can have as much of this thing as you want."
Su Lixun said calmly.
"Okay! Deal!"
Although he had his own temper, he had no choice but to give him too much.
The young man didn't feel there was anything wrong with what he was doing, but silently covered the box in his arms tightly.
"Who?"
"Chu Xi, the grandson of Imperial Physician Chu Baichu."
"Chu Xi?"
The young man frowned slightly, "If I remember correctly, he is under Su Yunqing. Why did you save him?"
"You don't want that seat anymore?"
Su Lixun narrowed his fox eyes and glanced at the young man casually.
The young man seemed to realize that he had let slip, but he still muttered to make up for himself, "It's nothing, there are only two of us here, and there is a night guarding the door, what are you afraid of?"
Su Lixun picked up the tea cup again, and the tea inside was already cold.
"The walls have ears."
"Farewell, if there is someone within one mile of this place, wouldn't you know?"
The young man pouted.
"You haven't said yet why you want to save Chu Xi. If you don't give me a reason to come, I won't help you." He wished that Su Yunqing had fewer capable generals under his command, so that it would be easier to deal with it by then.
"Chu Xi...after all, he was poisoned to protect Jiu'er..."
Su Lixun lowered his eyes and looked at the cold tea in the tea cup, his voice was calm.
"No way! Brother! Are you really in love with that little chubby guy?"
The young man's eyes widened suddenly, and when he received a warning look from Su Lixun, he silently changed his statement, "That... what's so good about that little dwarf? He's stupid and simple, and he only knows how to eat."
Su Lixun took a sip of herbal tea. The tea was extremely bitter. Su Lixun frowned slightly, but put it down.
"It's a blessing to be able to eat."
"Brother, in a few years, Su Yunqing will reach adulthood. Su Yijun will definitely decide on a candidate for the crown prince. If nothing else happens, it will undoubtedly be Su Yunqing."
If Chu Xi is rescued now, Chu Xi will definitely become a fierce general next to Su Yunqing in the future, which will be greatly detrimental to their plan to seize the throne.
The young man didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Su Jiu poured into Su Li Xun, letting her know Su Li Xun's biggest secret, and even changing his plans for many years because of her.
"I don't care, this reason doesn't convince me."
The young man spread his hands and began to smash them.
Obviously he had known Su Lixun since childhood, but last time he was beaten up because he stood by and watched.
Apart from being soft-spoken and fat, that little chubby guy didn't have any other advantages. He was not as good as the little one he knew today.
The little one is quirky, good at martial arts, and smart...
He began to miss the little one a little bit.
"That's okay... Then I'll ask Ye to deliver a few volumes of Poison Sutra tomorrow..."
"Stop it!"
Now the young man gets a headache when he hears the word "Poison Sutra". He has no choice. This is another sad and heartbreaking story.
"Okay, just save me. Just don't regret it."
The young man stood up and stretched, "Let's go. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Let's settle the matter now. I'm tired."
Su Lixun gently rubbed the edge of the cup with his fingertips, "Rong An."
The young man was stunned.
"What?"
"Su Yijun...is our father after all."
These days, Su Lixun has noticed that Su Yijun is very interested in him and his brothers and sisters, whether it's food, clothing or other things.
Su Rongan's expression froze, he lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.
After a long time, he muttered and said:
"I didn't say I wanted to kill the king!"
Su Rongan's immature face showed a hint of irritation again, but for some reason, a scene appeared in his mind.
He forgot what time it was. He quietly entered the palace, wanting to find Su Lixun, and then suddenly heard a crisp laughter. The little voice was delicate and waxy, which was particularly pleasant.
He was subconsciously attracted to it. He hid behind the rockery and peeked over. He saw his father, who had always been unsmiling, holding a little person of about three years old and playing with her. In his narrow eyes, he saw the person he had never been.
Tenderness that I have never seen before.
Over the years, he had imagined countless times in his dreams the tenderness that only belonged to his father.