Chapter 893: His hand reached into my arms

At this moment, I suddenly realized--
Oops!
Because, just as he said that, I suddenly felt a disorder coming from the bottom of my heart, the fist that was originally clenched tightly. At this time, I felt a sense of weakness, and even my fingers were a little indifferent.
However, just before I noticed something strange, Li Er, who had been standing beside Pei Yuanfeng, had plunged and fell down.
"Get off!"
I immediately wanted to run over to protect her, but only moved. The leg that I stepped out of was not my own, and it suddenly softened. I immediately threw a half-knee on the ground.
I raised my head in a panic, and saw that Pei Yuanxiu's brows were also frowning, and I seemed to feel something. I just wanted to reach out and pull away, but my feet were stumped. His hands hurriedly supported the ground, supporting himself. body.
He can still hold it, but the people around him have fallen down one by one.
"what happened?"
"I--"
"Well!"
Everyone was astounded, but everyone had almost no time to say a word, and they all lost their resistance and even the strength to speak.
When I finally couldn't support the fall, I was still a little bit embarrassed, because my forehead hit the hard ground, and my eyes were black for a while. I only saw Pei Yuanxiu's face pale and wanted to move over to me, but Always unable to move again, only one hand strove to me: "Green baby ..."
His voice seemed to come from a long distance, and it seemed to be in his ears, as if something was invisible through a layer.
I lay on the ground, and for a while I could n’t get back to it. I just watched the people in Xitang fall one after the other. Only after hearing Fengxi ’s analysis of their martial arts, could they barely hold it, when Liu Qinghan When he fell, he even reached out and grabbed his arm, but was dragged down like this by himself.
Wu Yanqiu ... Du Yan ... Guards at Xitang ...
Finally, Pei Yuanfeng was still standing.
But his condition was not good, his face was pale and without a trace of blood, and he held the sword against the ground, barely supporting his shaky body, and those blood-red eyes were raised, staring fiercely at Yan Qinghan .
Yan Qinghan always looked at everything that happened in Xitang with a faint smile, and only laughed when he met Pei Yuanfeng's fierce eyes.
Then he lowered his head and blew out the candlelight that he was holding in his palm.
As soon as the flame was extinguished, a pillar of green smoke rose immediately, as if emanating from his palm, transpired, and slowly stretched in the air, then was blown by the wind and dissipated in the air.
After a moment of confusion, I immediately understood.
It's the pair of hi candles!
Those two burning candles!
I stared at him with wide eyes, looking at him without leaving his handkerchief, gently covering his lips, all of them immediately understood.
However, it ’s too late to understand now. Almost all the people in the lobby have been taken medicine. There are a few weak people who have completely passed out. They are still awake and the situation is not optimistic. All of them are weak. The limbs kept twitching and trembling because of Chinese medicine.
I can't even move my finger.
With a giggle in his throat, but couldn't say a word, Yan Qinghan turned around with a smile, looked at the scene in Xitang with a smile of satisfaction, and then slowly came out. When he walked in front of me, the plain white horns blew a gust of wind and blew across my face, and I coughed suddenly, finally able to make a sound.
"Light-you-"
He didn't even look back, but walked to Pei Yuanfeng, who had stumbled and could not support it, and shook his head with a smile: "Why do you insist so?"
Pei Yuanfeng raised his head and looked at him, almost poisonous in his eyes: "You--"
After finishing his words, Yan Qinghan raised his arm and split his neck.
Suddenly my eyes widened.
Never thought that the cowardly Yan Qinghan would move so fast, it was like a white lightning, and even left only a shadow, he heard Pei Yuanfeng making a painful groan, and the whole person fell to the ground.
"Yuanfeng!"
I whispered, but I saw that Pei Yuanfeng, although he fell down with a split palm, did not immediately faint, but his face was terribly pale, but his eyes were still open, looking at Yan Qinghan flushed.
Yan Qinghan also looked at his hands with thick bandages and shook his head, as if he was a little sorry, but helpless, and sighed softly.
Then, he looked down at Pei Yuanfeng, who was still convulsing and struggling on the ground, slowly squatted down, and picked up the sword that fell on his hand.
My heart suddenly mentioned the throat!
"Yan Qinghan--"
"Shi Shi,"
While I was speaking, another looked a little weak, a cold voice sounded next to him, and turned around, but it was Liu Qinghan, who was lying weakly on the ground with his whole body weak. He stopped twitching, gritted his teeth, raised his head, and said, "You must not mess around."
"..." Yan Qinghan looked back at him.
"The people in Xitang ... you, even if you kill one, don't want to stand in the world anymore."
Yan Qinghan smiled.
"Why, you say that now, are you still thinking about me?"
"We are ... after all."
"Ha ha ha ha, a good fellow," Yan Qinghan laughed, but after a ridiculous look, a cold light leaked out of his eyes: "Unfortunately different."
Liu Qinghan looked at him silently as if he were stunned.
"When you and the teacher entered Beijing, I already knew that our way was different."
"..."
"Different ways, do not fight each other, you don't have to show any mercy to me."
"..."
"I don't treat you, of course."
Liu Qinghan looked at him, a pale expression on his pale face.
Yan Qinghan stood up slowly with a sword, but only looked at Pei Yuanfeng, then turned around and ignored him.
But as he walked forward with his sword, each of us stopped breathing.
His shirt swept across the ground again, blowing a wind, and I opened my eyes and watched his footsteps finally stop in front of a man.
Yan Qingchen.
All the hosts and guests in Xitang fell. Only him, sitting in a wheelchair, his face was as pale as usual, and his eyes were equally indifferent, as if everything in Xitang had nothing to do with him. However, if you take a closer look, you can see that his hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair seemed so weak and weak that he didn't even have the strength to hold them.
When Yan Qinghan approached him, he slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at the person in front of him.
Yan Qinghan smiled and said, "You are really calm."
"..."
"The people in Xitang, you should be the first to notice, but you have never said a word."
"..."
"what are you waiting for?"
A few of us were horrified and looked at Yan Qingchen suddenly, only to see that he lowered his eyelids again, his expression even looked a little dazed, as if he had to go to sleep at any time.
Mrs. Yan, who had fallen down at the foot of his wheelchair, had no strength to be angry at the moment, only panting, "Light dust, why are you--"
"Yeah, why?"
Yan Qinghan picked up the sword in his hand and put it on his shoulder with the tip of the blood dripping lightly. It was almost only a few centimeters away from his fair and slender neck. I even worried that his hand moved slightly, Yan Qing Dust will immediately splatter on the spot.
Suddenly, my breath was choked, and I said dumbly, "Yan Qinghan!"
Yan Qinghan didn't look back, but Yan Qingchen, his slender black eyelashes lifted up and glanced at me.
However, I only glanced at me, and those eyes slowly raised and moved behind me, as if there was a shadow, slowly coming from behind.
Then he said lightly, "I haven't spoken, just waiting for him."
At this moment, everyone turned back.
I saw the open door of Xitang, where a figure was standing there. I wonder whether it was the red satin that fluttered in the wind behind him, or the clothes that were swayed by the wind. As the long shadow he cast covered, the coldness stabbed to his heart.
And when he saw the face of that person clearly, everyone in Xitang was shocked.
Mrs. Yan could hardly believe her eyes. She stared at her for a while, her lips trembling, wondering whether it was because of the medicine, or she was in a panic in her heart. After a long while, she finally called the name— —
"Li Guo?"
Standing in front of us is the housekeeper of the Yan family, Li Guo!
Mrs. Yan clearly called his name, but still couldn't believe it, and looked at him for a long time: "You ?!"
Although he did not take Chinese medicine with the people in Xitang, Li Guo's face was still pale, and even more at a loss than some of us, he seemed to have no courage to look at Mrs. Shang Yan's eyes, only low Heading reverently, "Old lady."
"you--"
Mrs. Yan seemed so angry that she couldn't speak, and panted on the ground, panting, but Li slowly walked into Xitang, but didn't even look at the astonished expression of those around us, just walked straight When he reached Yan Qingchen's wheelchair, he reached out and gently pulled the sword away from Yan Qingchen's neck.
He said, "I promised you, and you promised me not to hurt the homeowners."
My brow frowned.
If I said just now, when I first saw him, I knew in my heart that he had brought the candlesticks at Xitang. At that time, I was still wondering why such a trivial matter would come from his dignified housekeeper. I did it just because everyone was happy and did n’t pay special attention to it, and the medicine was in the candlestick, and after lighting up, everyone lost the ability to resist. Although Yan Qinghan stood in the hall like us, However, the handkerchief he used for coughing has undoubtedly been soaked in antidote, so he can be safe and sound-and Li Guohui and Yan Qinghan stand in a camp, there are not many reasons to think of.
He had a high weight in the Yan family, and Mrs. Yan was so surprised when she saw him that it was still quite trusting in him, but he betrayed them, and together with Yan Qinghan, counted today's scene.
I've been at the center of various vortexes of power over the years, and it's not like I've never seen such a scene. If men do this kind of thing, if they don't do it for women, then only power and money are left.
However, looking at his recent posture, he was protecting Yan Qingchen. It seems that there is an agreement between him and Yan Qinghan. He promised to help Yan Qinghan, and Yan Qinghan cannot hurt these people on Xitang.
I panted slightly and said, "Li Guo, what are you doing for this?"
When I was talking, I was still able to control myself, but apparently Mrs. Yan had collapsed a little. She yelled, "You ungrateful villain, have you come to calculate us with him, calculate our Yan family ?!"
The words "ingratitude" came out, like a thorn, pierced into Li Guo's heart.
I clearly saw a crack on his face, which had been deliberately calm.
But Mrs. Yan obviously didn't see it. Even if she saw it, she couldn't extinguish her inner anger at this moment, and continued to yell, "I really can't think of you! You don't want to think, if it is not the Yan family, not us, you can have today?"
"..."
"I let you be the steward of the Yan family, and give you so much power, but you-you actually do this, you actually associate that outsider to calculate us!"
"..."
"You beast! You must not die!"
Every time she scolded, Li Guo's expression was darkened, but no matter how she scolded, Li Guo always kept her head down, didn't open her mouth to argue, and she didn't even have the courage to face her eyes.
However, I saw his hands hanging on the sides of his body, and slowly squeezed them into fists.
"mother……"
After Mrs. Yan was a little out of breath, and finally paused, Yan Qingchen faintly opened her mouth, stopped her from continuing to scold, then raised her eyelids and looked at Li Guo indifferently.
"I've been waiting for you, and I want to hear your explanation."
"..."
"Why are you betraying me?"
What he said was calm, without even a little excitement and anger, but apparently, Li Guo was more afraid of his calmness than Mrs. Yan's anger, as if he had been hit hard with a punch, the whole person Shake it a little and take two steps back.
Yan Qingchen continued: "Let's talk."
Li Guo took another step back.
He is so old that he can almost become Yan Qingchen ’s father, and with his status and experience, he should not be suppressed by Yan Qingchen in a word, but the current situation is So, in the face of us, and even in the face of Mrs. Yan's scolding, he may be guilty and embarrassed, but still calm and right, but in the face of Yan Qingchen, the fear seems to have penetrated from his heart A poison without antidote.
He didn't even have the strength to look up.
At this moment, Yan Qinghan sneered.
"I told you long ago that if you want to do it, you'd better do it to the end."
"..."
"You're like this now, don't you think he'll appreciate you?"
"..."
"His means, you haven't seen it before."
The more he said, the lower Li Guo ’s head fell, and his neck almost broke. Yan Qinghan looked at him, sneered again, and then looked at Yan Qingchen and said coldly,
You do n’t need to Ask again, he doesn't even intend to betray you at all. "
"..."
"He just wants to help me."
Yan Qingchen raised his eyebrow lightly.
Yan Qinghan's smile grew deeper, but for some reason, he felt like a heart-warming, coughing, covering his mouth twice. While coughing, slowly leaned down to be flush with Yan Qingchen, looked at the other person's indifferent eyes, and said, "Of course, you will not understand."
"..."
"This feeling of being abandoned."
"..."
My heart sank suddenly.
Abandoned child? !!
When looking up at Li Guo again, the calm mask on his face seemed to have been completely pierced by these two words, leaving only thick anger and sorrow.
Abandoned ...
By the way, I only thought that he might be power and money, but I didn't expect that there is such a similarity between him and Yan Qinghan.
People are originally complicated, and their feelings are also sensitive and fragile. Perhaps the same injuries are enough to make two people feel dependent. He and Yan Qinghan are just two people who have suffered the same injuries.
I have known about Li's life, but just before that, I never seriously paid attention to him, even if he went up and down the Yan family every day, he arranged all of our food, clothing and accommodation, but did not put more Attention passed to him.
But I think this feeling is probably the feeling of most of his life.
His parents gave birth to him after his elopement. His father never appeared. His mother died and gave him no warmth. Although Uncle Ai raised him, people like Uncle Ai, because he suspected of abandoning the birth of his illegitimate child, have grown up. It is hard to let him come out to see people, and the icy feeling of being rejected by the whole world can be imagined.
Even after being the great steward of the Yan family, I think the gap in his heart has never been filled.
And Yan Qinghan--
From the fact that he asked me to call him by his nickname, I should understand that he has never withdrawn from his "abandonment" status.
It was just these two people who planned everything for today. Li Guo was not for power, not for money, but to help him, to help this person who is also an abandoner. Maybe he was helping another person in this world.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh.
But I don't know if I should be angry or sad.
Things in this world, one drink and one peck, must be set.
At this time, Yan Qingchen also sneered.
Compared with Yan Qinghan's constant sneer, at this moment, his sneer was even more chilling, even his eyes were stained with ice and snow.
However, his sneer, like a bucket of ice water, poured down head to head and made me awake.
Things have come to this point.
Regardless of Li Guo ’s distress, and no matter how miserable Yan Qinghan ’s past is, these are irretrievable, but now they control the Yan family ’s Xitang and the most important group of people in Xichuan, including Member of the court, master of Jiangnan.
Thinking of this, I subconsciously glanced back, Lier was already lying on the ground, lethargic, and Pei Yuanxiu insisted to be awake, but his folds were deep.
I gritted my teeth and looked back at Yan Qinghan: "So, what do you want to do now?"
Yan Qinghan looked back at me.
"You have controlled us, our lives and deaths are under your control. Now, what do you want to do?"
"..."
Somewhat unexpectedly, he has been full of confidence, but at this moment did not immediately answer my words, even-although there is a smile on his face, but after hearing my words, the smile in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
Then I saw him step by step and came towards me.
When he walked in front of me, he still felt his plain clothes blowing a breeze and rushed towards me. I blinked slightly, he had squatted down and looked at me calmly.
My eyebrows narrowed slightly and I looked at him.
The next moment, he did something that I dare not imagine--
The bandaged, white-hearted hand slowly lifted up and reached into my arms.