... She was startled and looked up at the masked man.
Hua Xiangrong, that beautiful "comrade" is also Hua Qingyan's sister. She has been in contact with the masked man many times and she naturally learned something about the hatred between Hua Xiangrong and the Tianmu Dynasty.
It is said that Hua Xiangrong poisoned Mei Qingyi's brother, who was also the king of Tianmu before the fall of the country, Mei Moxuan.
Su Yiyi couldn't help but secretly sigh, this Hua Xiangrong was too cruel, he could even attack her own husband.
"As long as you agree, I can give you the blood."
Ge Shuzi raised the corner of his lips, Hua Xiangrong must kill this woman, but it is not that easy to kill her when she is in the palace. Moreover, there has been a lot of noise recently, people inside and outside are investigating the Cangyue Sect, and some people have even begun to suspect that they are from Tianmu.
.
If he goes to assassinate Hua Xiangrong, the relationship between the Waning Moon Gate and Tianmu will be ruined. Then how can he find an opportunity to destroy Tuan and restore the country in the future?
The woman in front of her was different. She was the fifth princess of the current dynasty and could enter and exit the palace at will. She could even go to Hua Xiangrong directly. The most important thing was that even if the plan failed, it would not be related to his Zan Yue Sect.
"Kill Hua Xiangrong?" Let her kill someone? Although she, Su Yiyi, is good at cheating, abducting, and setting fire to eunuchs, but now if she is asked to kill someone, she should kill her husband-in-law's sister. She did it
Got it?
"Yes, kill Hua Xiangrong!" Brother Shu Ziyang told her firmly every word, with a sharp tone that could not tolerate rejection.
Kill someone? Su Yiyi looked at the door blankly, but if he didn't agree, wouldn't Xue Qin, who was about to get it, give up in vain?
What if there was no Xueqin and Hua Qingyan’s cold illness?
Putting his hand on his belly, Su Yiyi smiled bitterly, "Baby, your mother, I'm going to kill your aunt for your father."
Oh, what a ridiculous joke!
"Since you don't want to, then this piece of blood..." As he spoke, brother Shu Ziyang took out a piece of Yin Hong's round jade from his arms and played with it on his fingertips.
Xueqin does not refer to a kind of jade, but refers to jade that is penetrated by blood. Whether it is jade, Khotan, or topaz, etc., as long as it is truly penetrated by blood, it is blood jade.
When a person is buried, a jade object used as a holding jade is forced into the mouth. If the person has just died and swallows the jade in one breath, it will fall into the throat with the breath and enter the dense blood vessels.
After a thousand years, the dead blood will be soaked through, and the blood threads will reach the heart of the jade, and a gorgeous blood jade will be formed.
This kind of thing is often swallowed by skeletons and is the most precious of all corpse jade plugs.
This piece of blood is made of white jade. Under the flickering candlelight, its color is bright red and its luster is brilliant. Even she, who is ignorant, can tell that it is a rare thing in the world.
However, the thousand-year blood jade often carries the blood jade curse of the deceased, and no one knows what the curse is.
Su Yiyi stared blankly at the blood qin held by the masked man's fingertips. Suddenly, the thin figure with frowning eyebrows, pale face, covering her mouth and coughing lightly flashed before her eyes. Hua Qingyan felt a dull pain in her heart.
I really want to take Xueqin back to him.
She reached out and hurriedly wanted to take it, but suddenly remembered the condition, and her fingers trembled and she couldn't help but pull back.
"That's all, I'll continue to keep this Xueqin. It seems that I should never take it out again. Look, the color has changed." As soon as he stopped his hand, he looked up at her, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he smiled.
Wanton.
After saying that, he was about to stuff it into his arms.
"Wait a minute!" Su Yiyi quickly reached out and grabbed the piece of blood Qin and held it in her palm. She hesitated slightly as she faced his cold eyes, and then said with certainty: "The blood Qin belongs to me now.
I promise to kill Hua Xiangrong for you."
"good!"
He stood up and took another step closer to her, the smile on his face becoming more and more wanton, as if he was very satisfied.
"Then I'll go back first." Su Yiyi twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled stiffly at his brother Shu Ziyang, turned around, and left quickly.
"Stop!" He suddenly pulled her back, his eyes narrowed slightly, his smile became a little colder, and the force of his hold on her wrist was deliberately increased, and the joints turned slightly white from the exertion.
But because of this surprising strength, she loosened her palm, and the piece of blood fell down and was caught by her brother Shu Ziyang.
"Didn't I already promise you?" Seeing the blood Qin suddenly snatched away, Su Yiyi was very angry. Damn it, he actually went back on his promise.
"Don't worry, I will do as I say, this Xueqin will naturally belong to you." Brother Shu Ziyang picked up the Xueqin and waved it in front of her eyes, then chuckled: "But if I give it to you now, what will you do if you run away overnight? That's bad.
Why don't you gather with me outside the palace gate tomorrow? As long as you can let me watch you enter the palace, I will give it to you."
"Then I'll go back now." Su Yiyi shook off his hand and glanced at him impatiently, but couldn't beat him, so he had the final say.
"What are you going back for?" Holding her wrist again, Ge Shuzi raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Yu asked you to stay here."
"Let go!" A cold light flashed across her gloomy eyes, and Su Yiyi threw it away. She didn't know whether she would be able to come back smoothly tomorrow. If the assassination failed, she would be arrested, and she might not be able to do so for the rest of her life.
Hua Qingyan can no longer be seen.
Now, she wants to go back and see him one last time.
with their babies.
"Remember, if you want blood, please leave the palace tomorrow morning."
Looking up at the figure disappearing into the night, Ge Shuziyang half-squinted his starry eyes and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Whether this attempt to kill someone with a borrowed knife will succeed or not will depend on tomorrow.
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