Chapter 738: Xiao Yi picked up the medicine and drank it all

"There used to be a young man, everyone thought he was the adopted son of a lowly and humble merchant, and his classmates in the college rushed to bully him.
"One winter, the Master asked the students to help him transcribe the article, because the number one in the courtyard was the best written, so this task fell on him.
"However, the first person didn't want to work hard, so he forced the down-and-out young man to copy the article by imitating his handwriting. He wanted to wait for the young man to finish the copy before taking the credit for himself.
"One month later, the young man copied all the articles and asked the first person to go to the back mountain of the college, saying that he wanted to hand over the articles to him.
"The first person came to the appointment triumphantly. The boy subdued him and took an iron rod, breaking his bones inch by inch, and buried his body in the soil.
"After that, the boy took the copied essay and asked the Master for credit. He replaced the first place and became the new leader of the academy...
"The young man behaved curiously and meticulously, and even the local officials could not find out the truth. So far, no one knows that there is a corpse buried in the mountain behind the academy.
"Later, the young man gradually grew up to be a man of shame and coldness, who must report. He doesn't want to be an upright official who is observant, he just wants to be a man of separatism. He is boundlessly powerful, and a beauty who wants to take a car..."
Xiao Yi lifted her thin lips, slowly squinting towards Wenya: "That boy is my king."
Wen Ya's face was pale.
She trembled terribly, wondering why Xiao Yi would say this to her.
"Later, this king met Nan Jiaojiao.
"The little girl is stupid, and she wants to make this king a good official who is famous in history and millions of people admire fame and fortune. This king thought, since he married her, he would rely on her. So this king is gentle even in killing people. a lot of.
"The king even thought that I really became a good and compassionate person. But until now, this king has discovered that in the bones of this king, he is still the cruel and cruel boy who will be repaid."
Xiao Yi's facial features were shrouded in shadows.
Only faintly saw the thin lips that Xie Hu raised.
Wen Ya trembles more and more.
She stared at Xiao Yi and swallowed in horror: "Yong...Yong Wang..."
Xiao Yi raised his hand.
The jailer immediately picked up the bowl of cold soup, pinched Wen Ya's cheeks with one hand to force her to open her mouth, and poured the hot soup into her without mercy.
Wenya was forced to drink a large bowl of safflower medicine, and her internal organs felt colic.
She hugged her belly with cold sweat on her face, screaming and rolling desperately on the ground.
The blood, oozing out from her lower body, gradually dyed her skirt red.
Xiao Yi admired her misery, and Jun's face remained indifferent: "If you insult this king's woman, this king will tell you to never be a mother."
When Qian Shangyu was taken in, seeing his beloved cousin so miserable, he hurriedly broke free from the servants and hugged her angrily.
He raised his head and glared at Xiao Yi: "King Yong, you are a man, what do you care about with a little girl?! One word of advice, we are your mother's, don't you hurry up and ask Wenya a doctor?!"
Xiao Yi smiled deeper.
He twirled his handkerchiefs and sat lazily on the Hu bed.
He supported him, spread his sleeves on the Hu bed, and admired Qian Shangyu in his spare time: "Chop off his lifeblood to the king, and take it out to feed the dog."
What a rare opportunity to see Nan Jiaojiao, even him.
But Qian Shangyu dared to play with other women while looking at each other.
Damn him.
Qian Shangyu's eyes widened in amazement.
Before he had time to scream, the jailer immediately locked his limbs and gagged his mouth with a dirty veil.
The blade was roasted on the fire, sharp and piping hot.
Qian Shangyu watched the knife approaching, his white face was raining with sweat and his clothes were soaked, but he could only shook his head desperately and made a pitiful whine.
Hand up the knife and drop.
Blood splattered.
Qian Shangyu rolled his eyes white, and fainted alive with pain in despair.
Wenya made a crying sound like a wolf howling, and was slapped twice by the jailer.
In the cell, blood was everywhere.
Xiao Yi was not uncomfortable, still leaning lazily on Hu's bed, as if this was his home court.
On the small table, there is a dish of osmanthus cake.
Xiao Yi picked up a piece and threw it in his mouth lazily.
He chuckled, "As expected, it's the flower cake that Nan Jiaojiao likes. It's not too sweet."
He picked up another cup of hot tea.
With his long eyelashes overturned, he blew the tea mist slowly and took a sip of tea.
After the bitterness dissipated, only sweet fragrance remained between the lips and teeth.
Ten bitter voices: "Master, how do you deal with these two people?"
Xiao Yi's voice was indifferent: "Throw it back to the cell."
He got up, took the carriage back to Si Li Yamen.
Jiang Suihan was waiting in the study, enjoying the snow outside the window.
Seeing Xiao Yi coming in, he smiled and said, "The medicine you asked me to cook has already been cooked, and the medicine is powerful. Whoever keeps drinking it will never have an offspring in this life. By the way, who do you want this thing for? Drink it? Who offends you again?"
Xiao Yi's eyes fell on the book case.
The small white porcelain cup is indeed filled with medicinal soup.
The bitter taste permeates the study, which is useful if you want to.
He pulled his lips and picked it up.
Raise your head and drink it all.
Did not even hesitate.
Jiang Suihan suddenly widened his eyes: "Brother Xiao Family"
It is too late to stop.
Xiao Yi wiped the corners of his lips, his face pale because of the effect of the medicine.
He said lightly: "Don't tell anyone."
Let outsiders know that he drank this medicine for Nan Jiaojiao, fearing that someone would insult the little girl's beauty.
How could he be willing to ask her to be poked in the backbone.
Xiao Yi looked out the window.
The sky beyond the canopy corner was far away, and the sea Dongqing he raised was slowly and powerfully hovering in the rustling fine snow. Its sharp eyes brought all the ancient and prosperous Chang'an City under his eyes.
This is its territory.
...
The imperial palace is towering, with carved beams and painted buildings.
The tall warm pavilion stands in the wind and snow, and through the design of eight-sided floor-to-ceiling glass, one can overlook the jagged palaces.
The beauty in the deep purple dress, sitting arrogantly on the chaise couch, the beautiful face and the unparalleled demeanor completely suppressed the nobleness of the deep purple.
She lazily said: "Relying on the status of Si Li, she unscrupulously seized merchants who were loyal to this palace... What a Xiao Daoyan."
Sitting in the Nuan Pavilion are all the younger generations of major families.
Everyone was talking softly, and they were surprised at Xiao Yi.
After all, no one has dared to challenge the majesty of Empress Shen for more than 20 years.
The only crown prince Xiao Ning who tried to seize power had already been beheaded.
Shen Jiangsui asked Shen Yichao: "Achao, what do you say?"
The little man who wins the snow in white, holding a golden tea cup in his hand, is wandering beyond the sky.
In my mind, there are full of cold and smokey figures.
Two days ago, he pityed her for being whipped, he deliberately carried Chu Chu on his back, and kindly took medicine to visit her.
Elder brother arranged for her a wing room with earth dragons, the room was decorated in exquisite and luxurious style, like a boudoir of a big family.
He wondered why Brother was so kind to her.
He entered the inner room, and the girl leaned back on the couch, holding a thin pipe in her hand, and was vomiting mist.
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