Chapter 29 Damn Bu Xitao 2 Xiao Yan walked into the palace where Bu Xitao lived and bowed slightly, "I have met Prince Xi Tao. I wonder why Prince Xi Tao asked his slaves to come here?"
"Are the servants of the Crown Princess so ignorant? Can't even kneel?" Bu Xitao looked displeased.
Xiao Yan stood up straight and said, "This slave only kneels to the Crown Prince, the Crown Princess and the King. Prince Xi Tao is not worthy of letting this slave kneel."
"You!" Bu Xitao was so angry that even a slave next to Jing Yirong was so hateful. Suppressing the anger in his heart, Bu Xitao poured a glass of wine for Xiao Yan, "You and I have no hatred, how about a drink?
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"How can I, a servant of low status, drink with Prince Xi Tao?" Even though Xiao Yan said this, she was confident when she spoke, without any hint of humility.
"Afraid of poison?" Bu Xitao finished speaking and drank all the wine in the glass.
Xiao Yan chuckled, "Prince Xi Tao is overly worried, but this slave doesn't drink."
Being rejected again, Bu Xitao looked angrily at the kneeling eunuch, picked up the wine glass in his hand and threw it at it, "Damn slave, did you make her angry? Otherwise, why would I not be willing to drink a glass of wine with my prince?
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The wine glass shattered on the floor, and blood flowed from the eunuch's head. The eunuch shook his body in panic and shook his head, "I don't dare, my prince. Please spare my life."
Xiao Yan frowned, "Why would Prince Xi Tao vent his anger on a slave? The slave can just drink it."
Bu Xitao glanced at the eunuch Xiao Renzi, who immediately exited the room and closed the door.
Xiao Yan didn't care. She could handle Bu Xitao. She didn't sit down, picked up the wine glass, poured a glass of wine herself, and drank it all in one gulp. "Is Prince Xitao satisfied now?"
"Satisfied," Bu Xitao smiled on his wrinkled face.
Xiao Yan turned around and was about to leave, but she suddenly felt weak. She stretched out her hand to touch the table and suddenly raised her eyes to look at Bu Xitao, "Is the wine poisonous?"
"Don't be nervous, it's not poison, it's just some powder," Bu Xitao's lustful hand touched Xiao Yan's shoulder, "You are so beautiful, how can I be willing to harm you? I just want you to accompany me, the prince."
"Despicable! Despicable!" Xiao Yan took a step to the side and escaped from Bu Xitao's hand. Unexpectedly, her head became even more dizzy and her hands and feet became even weaker.
Bu Xitao narrowed his eyes, "The more you resist the effects of the medicine, the better. Haha, curse, after a while the curses will turn into screams."
"You!" Xiao Yan's eyes shot out with hatred, "I will definitely kill you."
"It's a pity that we didn't have that chance." Bu Xitao rubbed his hands and approached Xiao Yan, "This prince is here to get married. Who wouldn't be polite to me? But your master dared to laugh at me again and again. I can't touch her.
It would also be good to try the slaves next to her. Don’t worry, I am experienced and will treat you well.”
Xiao Yan wanted to wave away Bu Xitao's hand, but she didn't have the slightest strength. She bit her lips tightly, and the blood flowing from her lips stimulated her brain and seemed to give her body some strength. Xiao Yan immediately felt that the blood was against her.
This medicine has an effect, even if it's only a little bit, but it's still better than being insulted by Bu Xitao.
Xiao Yan left the table and chair and fell to the ground. She picked up the fragments on the ground and scratched her arm bit by bit. The blood flowed out. Sure enough, she felt more awake and her hands and feet had more strength. Xiao Yan immediately stood up.
rise.
Seeing the situation, Bu Xitao hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Yan's clothes, and pulled them apart. Xiao Yan fell to the ground unsteadily on her feet.
Bu Xitao took the clothes and put it between his nose and sniffed, "It smells so good. You actually know how to use blood to cure this medicine, but the amount I gave is three times the usual amount. Even if all the blood in your body is drained, it won't cure it."
No."
The pain on her arm has gradually faded away, and only the blood is flowing. As expected, even the blood has lost its effect. Xiao Yan looks at Bu Xitao approaching with a feeling of death...
On the other side, Jing Yirong was sitting in the room, "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan?"
After several calls, there was still no one there, so he stood up and walked out of the small courtyard, "Where did Xiao Yan go?"
"I don't know," Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi shook their heads.
Zha Zheng came closer and said, "Just now, I saw Miss Xiao watering flowers outside the courtyard. Then it seemed that a servant came in and said a few words to her, and she left her life and left."
"Where?"
"I don't know, I just seem to have heard something about Prince Tao." Zha Zheng tried hard to recall, but he was too far away at the time and couldn't hear clearly at all.
Jing Yirong's eyes widened, "Go find Bu Xitao."
"Yes," Zha Zheng followed closely. The princess's expression was so sinister and cold that it seemed that the next second she would tear Bu Xitao into pieces.
Jing Yirong has been popular all the way, Bu Xitao, from the moment you developed lust for Xiao Yan, you were already a dead person.
Here, Xiao Yan was still trying hard to push away Bu Xitao's face that was trying to get closer. The blood on her arm had already soaked the whole clothes, but it couldn't relieve the softness of her whole body.
"Go away!" Xiao Yan used her last strength to give Bu Xitao a slap in the face. Because of this strength, she fell to the ground again. The fragments penetrated into her thighs. Most of her clothes were torn off, mixed with the smell of blood.
Gives people another exciting and fragrant feeling.
Bu Xitao touched his cheek. The slap Xiao Yan threw out just now was more like a touch than a slap. He looked at Xiao Yan who was struggling proudly and said, "This prince loves you just like you are."
Then he leaned up.
Tears flowed from Xiao Yan's eyes, and the feeling of humiliation deepened. If her body was really stained by this person, she would rather not have survived in the first place.
The door was suddenly kicked open, and Yang Feng appeared at the door with a sword, looking at the mess in the room and the person under Bu Xitao, "Bu Xitao, what are you doing again?"
"It has nothing to do with you, get out and don't ruin this prince's good deeds." Bu Xitao said impatiently.
Xiao Yan heard Yang Feng's voice and hurriedly said, "Mu Yifeng, save me."
Yang Feng was startled, his eyes fell on the person behind Bu Xitao, and he was surprised to find that it was Xiao Yan. He immediately stepped forward and kicked Bu Xitao in anger, and Bu Xitao flew towards
wall.
Yang Feng immediately stepped forward and caressed Xiao Yan, "How are you? Why are you bleeding so much?"
"He gave me powder," Xiao Yan said weakly, but because she was saved in a desperate situation, her tears fell even more urgently. She clung to Yang Feng's arms helplessly with her hands and cried softly.
Yang Feng's heart seemed to be pulled hard. He raised his head with a murderous look in his eyes, "How dare you touch him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword came out of its sheath and pointed at Bu Xitao, "You should know that in my eyes, Yang Feng, you are not even a shitty prince. I have long wanted to kill you, a scum, with one sword."
"You can't kill me," Bu Xitao immediately begged for mercy. "Don't kill me. The marriage was the idea of your master, King Junqi. It was King Junqi who asked you to protect me when I came to the underworld. If anything happens to me,
Things will definitely not be easy for King Junqi."
After Yang Feng heard Bu Xitao's words, he was so angry that he couldn't take action. Bu Xitao was right. It would be easy to kill him but it would drag down King Junqi.
Yang Feng swung his long sword, and the sword energy made a bloody gash on Bu Xitao's body, "If you dare to touch her again in the future, I will never let you go."
After saying this, she picked up the weak Xiao Yan and left. As soon as she stepped out of the door, she met Jing Yirong who was running towards her. There was no trace of blood on Xiao Yan's pale face. She opened her eyes with difficulty and struggled to get off the ground.
salute.
Jing Yirong only glanced at Xiao Yan and said coldly: "Stop kneeling, please ask Messenger Yang to take her back to recover from her injuries."
Yang Feng looked at Jing Yirong, "I don't think the Crown Princess spared Prince Xi Tao's life. He is a betrothed. For the sake of peace between the two countries, I hope the Crown Princess will calm down."
"Peace between the two countries?" Jing Yirong was as cold as ice, "In my eyes, Jing Yirong, there has never been anyone else. My life alone is worthy of being buried with all the lives of the world."
Yang Feng only felt chills. This woman was beyond anyone's control. The most important thing for him now was to find a witch doctor for Xiao Yan first. For other matters, he could only wait and see what would happen.
Jing Yirong walked into Bu Xitao's house with a chilling air, and slashed at Bu Xitao with his razor-sharp gaze.
Bu Xitao stepped back in fear, "You, you can't touch me, I am the eldest prince Yu Bu..."
Before he finished speaking, Jing Yirong waved his hand, and the table was thrown at Bu Xitao. The table shattered instantly, and Bu Xitao held his head in pain, "No, don't kill me."
Jing Yirong ignored Bu Xitao's words and controlled the fragments on the ground with one hand. The next moment he pushed them towards Bu Xitao. Although the fragments were small, they shot straight towards his heart. Bu Xitao accepted his fate.
I closed my eyes, but didn't wait for a long time for the fragments to enter my heart. The next second I found a black shadow in front of me, and I tried to see what was going on but I was knocked unconscious by the nameless gas.
"Get out of the way." Jing Yirong was now like a hedgehog, with blades instead of thorns all over his body.
The small fragment that Ye Xieming had shattered long ago said, "I really like the murderous look on your body, but killing him will only dirty your hands."
"Go away." Jing Yirong's voice seemed to come from hell for a long, long time.
Ye Xieming didn't say anything, but his figure got closer and closer to Jing Yirong. Before Jing Yirong could realize it, he was trapped by Ye Xieming, and he left the room the next moment. Jing Yirong was slightly surprised, Ye Xieming's
Martial arts has indeed reached a state that is difficult to reach.
Ye Xieming walked with the wind all the way and brought Jing Yirong to a cliff, "I thought you were very smart, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."
"What's the meaning?"
"Some people deserve to die, but you shouldn't do it yourself."
"Do you have an idea?" Jing Yirong sneered.
Ye Xieming stretched out his big hand and hugged Jing Yirong into his arms, "Of course I have an idea, but I don't want to tell you so easily."
"Do you have the conditions?"
"Please." Ye Xieming lowered his head and leaned towards Jing Yirong's earlobe, and said quietly and calmly.
Jing Yirong sneered and waved his palm at Ye Xieming. Ye Xieming retreated instantly. Jing Yirong smiled happily and said, "Dream."
"Okay!" Ye Xieming clapped his hands, "I love you just like this. You will be my woman sooner or later anyway, so why bother telling you. Sometimes you don't need to do it yourself, you just need to use your brain and borrow someone else's hand.
You can do the same, not only can you protect yourself wisely, but you can also warn some people who dare to touch you."
Jing Yirong calmed down and suddenly understood what Ye Xieming meant, "Why are you telling me this?"
"Of course I have to tell you, I will slowly train you to become a woman worthy of me." Ye Xieming's deep eyes revealed an unfathomable mystery.