Chapter Forty-Eight: The Perverted Petal Guard

When I left, I was only eight years old, and I wasn't eleven at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info The man was not looking for a scholar, but for a fine work and a dead man.

It's been ten years now, and Sui Yuan doesn't know how he got over the past few years.

He was ordered to come over to monitor the Gu family, and now he is a florist, in charge of sorting out the flowers in the flower pond. The men of the Gu family generally don't come here, and the people who come here are women. Especially the famous talented girl, she will bring a few maids to the flower pond to play the piano and dance.

After seeing it once, I realized that there are still such beautiful people in this world. Since then, he has been following the talented woman.

Suddenly, he felt that someone was coming, and the footsteps of the person were very light.

He picked up his tools and slowly stood up, as if he had just finished his work and was about to leave. His body looked relaxed, but he was able to throw a hidden weapon in the shortest possible time. He was prepared to fight, if he was discovered, or to bite open the poison hidden between his teeth......

"Stop, turn around. ā€

It's a woman, and in a commanding tone, so you shouldn't have discovered his identity. He let his guard down and turned around.

Seeing the person clearly, he asked, "What do you command?"

Chu Ziyan was calm, and she really doubted whether this person was the person she remembered.

"You put your head up. ā€

Sui Yuan was a little puzzled, "The villain has a rude appearance, and he doesn't dare to stain the young lady's eyes." ā€

"I'll let you lift up. ā€

"Yes. Sui Yuan clenched the secret weapon in his hand, ready to send it out at any time.

"No wonder my cousin said that I could recognize at a glance who Zhou Huajiang was. You really have a petal-shaped birthmark on your face, which is really suitable for being a florist. ā€

Sui Yuan touched the "birthmark" on his face and said, "Thank you Miss Cousin for your compliment." Chu Ziyan praised for a while and said, "Cuihuan, you go and bring the flowers in my yard and let this master florist take a look." ā€

"Miss, is it the pot of begonias on the table?"

Chu Ziyan also forgot what the flower was, and just wanted to go straight to Cuihuan. So, she nodded and said, "That's the pot." ā€

"Yes. ā€

Looking at Cuihuan's past figure, Chu Ziyan was a little flustered. However, she didn't know why she did it, and whether it would be too risky. She should have told her uncle about it, and he would have a better way to deal with it.

"What else does the young lady command?"

Chu Ziyan looked around and said, "Florist Zhou, perhaps, I should call you Suiyuan." You must have been sent by His Majesty to monitor the Taifu Mansion. ā€

When Chu Ziyan was chatting with Gu Yuanmiao just now, she heard her talk about a man with petal-shaped birthmarks on his face, and on a whim, she wanted to know if this man was a "petal personal guard". The name Petal Private Guard came from this strange red birthmark on the right side of the man's face.

I don't know how he became the emperor's personal guard, but I know that this person's methods are extremely cruel. He is best at executions, he can cut layers of petal-shaped knife wounds on the prisoner's body, but he does not shed much blood.

His painting is wonderful, but he loves the traces left on the prisoners. I have to say that when he is executed, he will be very beautiful, in terms of action and the shape of the prisoner's wound. It is said that he enjoyed this feeling and invented many torture instruments and methods of execution.

For example, he invented a tool for cutting flesh, and made prisoners lie on a large bed and immobilize their bodies and limbs. Then, put the person in the ice cellar and freeze it for a while, and when it freezes, bring it with you. The flesh on the prisoner's body was cut into thin slices using the same kind of meat cutting utensils, and then arranged on a plate in the shape of flower petals.

When it was ready, let the prisoner eat it himself,......

There are many such torture instruments or punishments, and there is no one who does not confess to all the prisoners who come to him.

I have to say, he did it very exquisitely. However, everyone who saw his execution would have one or two who could not eat the meat, or the thought of him would give them goosebumps all over their bodies and turn around with chills.

In his previous life, people were really afraid of Xiao Yifeng, because everywhere he went, he basically robbed his family and killed many people. But in the hands of this petal personal guard, you will really wish that you could die sooner or be caught by Xiao Yifeng.

In the face of such a person, when his cousin died in his previous life, he actually cried in front of her grave. This scene was seen by Chu Ziyan, and she believed that there was still a trace of humanity in this person's heart. At least in front of his cousin, he won't be like that.

That's why she dared to take this risk.

"Miss Cousin, the slave is called Zhou Suiyuan, he is the gardener in the house, and he is a month forward in the house. I came here to eat for a while, not to be surveillance. ā€

Chu Ziyan felt that Sui Yuan's voice was very good, but it was also dangerous, and she felt that her hands and feet were cold.

Sui Yuan raised his head, and there was something in his eyes that Chu Ziyan couldn't understand, and he said, "Miss Biao, look at the back." ā€

"Back?" As soon as Chu Ziyan turned her head, she felt that her neck was strangled with a thin thread. She thought to herself, could it be that I guessed wrong?

"I ...... ...... Time...... Tell...... Table...... Table ......"

Just when Chu Ziyan felt that she was about to lose consciousness, suddenly the thin line on her neck loosened.

"Hey, hey, are you alright? An unfamiliar male voice asked.

Chu Ziyan gasped for breath for a long time before she looked at this stranger, dressed in a black night suit, with a mask, and a smell of fat powder. She said, "Thank you, the strong man. ā€

"You're welcome, I also agreed to the deceased. ā€

"The deceased?"

"You're alright. The man was ready to leave.

"Wait, strong man," Chu Ziyan hurriedly stopped, this would not let him go.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Ziyan pointed to Zhou Suiyuan on the ground.

The man said, "He was knocked unconscious by me, you go and call the people in this house, and they will protect you." ā€

"Wait, can you trouble the strong man with something?"

"What's the matter?"

When Zhou Suiyuan was sober, he found that he was tied to a firewood room in the backyard.

"You don't have to move around, the rope is made of calfskin soaked in water, and it's tied in a special way, and the more you struggle, the tighter it will be. ā€

Zhou Suiyuan bit harder twice, but he found that he was not poisoned and died.

"Don't bother, the poison in your teeth has been taken out. ā€

"Who are you?"

"Me?" The man was dressed in night clothes as usual, he patted Zhou Suiyuan's face and said, "You don't deserve to know the name of the master." ā€

"Do you have a relationship with Taifu's mansion?"

"Taifu Mansion? It's okay. ā€

"Then why are you meddling. ā€

"Because you've moved people you shouldn't. ā€

Zhou Suiyuan repeated: "Who shouldn't move?" )