Chapter 60: The Nightmare Strikes Again

Yu Shiyi spread out a large piece of rice paper and wrote five big characters on it: Wang Xiaoshu's death. It's a pity that Yu Shiyi, a modern person who is used to using a ballpoint pen and a pen, is really a standard primary school student who writes calligraphy, or the kind of first and second grade.

Yu Shiyi said proudly: "It's good-looking, isn't it? ”

Pretty good ghost. I gave him a blank look: "Detective Eleven, did you deduce anything?"

Yu Shiyi wrote the three words Wang Xiaoshu in the center of the rice paper, thought about it and wrote Wang Dashu on top of Wang Xiaoshu. There is a line drawn next to Wang Dashu, and Wan Qijun is written on the other end of the line, and there are even more lines drawn next to Wang Xiaoshu, which are written on the boss/proprietress and the girl who has lost her footing. I pondered for a while before I realized that the woman who had lost her footing was referring to the warblers from yesterday. I was a little unhappy when I thought of the girl with heavy makeup who took the lead, and Yu Shiyi touched my head: "You are so jealous, we can't look at the problem out of the background, this dynasty can still take concubines and find a little wife." ”

I was furious: "You can find one to try!"

Yu Shiyi was taken aback by me: "I'll give you an example, you are the emperor's own sister, which dynasty and which generation of concubines can marry a little wife?"

I listened even more aggrieved: "You mean I'm not a princess, you're going to marry a little wife, right?"

Yu Shiyi seemed to be a little angry, and directly stretched out his arm and pulled me to hit Xiao PP twice: "Okay, what kind of horn are you drilling!"

I whimpered and cried, partly because I was a little embarrassed that I hadn't turned a corner, and partly because I was somewhat scared by the events of the morning. Yu Shiyi was even more at a loss when he saw me crying, and his warm palm stroked my back one by one to help me smooth out.

"Alright, alright. ”

"It's all your fault!

"It's all my fault, I'm sorry, okay?"

Yu Shiyi hugged me into his arms and gently coaxed me behind his ears, and I blushed a little when I listened. The sleepiness after lunch began to flood into my mind little by little, and I buried my face in Yu Shiyi's chest: "I want to sleep." ”

I heard Yu Shiyi laugh evilly: "No wonder people say that the head of the bed quarrels and the end of the bed." I slapped him twice, and then Yu Shiyi picked me up and went straight to bed.

My face must be so red that I don't even dare to look at him. Yu Shiyi found something, lowered his head and kissed my forehead gently, and his mouth was still a bastard: "Lady, when are we going to have a round house?"

Roundhouse...... I lowered my head and pretended not to hear, Yu Shiyi said to himself: "After getting engaged, you can have a round house, can you do whatever you want now?"

"Yes...... So what?"

Yu Shiyi smiled evilly: "Two lives, don't you want to enjoy the fun of being a woman?"

Do—Female—Human—Fun—Fun—

Be your sister's woman!

I angrily kicked Yu Shiyi out of bed directly with a shadowless foot, and when I heard Yu Shiyi being angry and couldn't get up, I snorted and fell asleep wrapped in the quilt.

I woke up to a dream I hadn't seen for a long time.

Fortunately, this time the scene is not so bloody and violent, this time the art is obviously trying to follow the sweet romance style, pumping willow branches, budding peach blossoms, although the flowers and plants are flourishing, but unfortunately it is a high wall. The red wall is very high and looks like a palace wall. Then this is the Imperial Garden. There's nothing strange about me in the Imperial Garden, why is Wan Qi Qing in front of me?

He was expressionless and saluted me coldly: "I've seen Princess Seasand." ”

I hurriedly waved my hand to get him up: "You're welcome, why are you in the palace?"

Yu Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "I am the prince of the palace, what is so strange in the palace?

I calmly glanced at his hand, did he get the wrong script?

"When did you become the prince?"

"Heh, you don't admit it, but you can't resist that this world has already been pocketed by my Wan Qi family! My father, the emperor, is today, he has been on the throne for so long, and you are still thinking about the emperor's brother on death row?" Yu Shiyi sneered: "I'm afraid that if you have the heart to help him up again, he won't be able to stand up again!"

I can't say how deep my feelings are for the emperor's brother who I was engaged to, but I still look down on Wan Qiqing for doing him like this, and I can't help but wave my hand and want to give him a slap. Wan Qi Qinglang is not Yu Shiyi after all, he firmly grabbed my hand and lifted me on the spot, I was directly lifted to the ground by the man's strong force, and my arms and legs were a little scratched. I was in pain, Wan Qi Qinglang squatted down and stared at my cheek very coldly, and I yelled at him angrily: "Look at a fart!"

Wan Qi Qinglang suddenly smiled, the smile was weird, with a faint murderous aura, I made his heart laugh cold, as if he was suddenly thrown into the ice hole. Just when I was struggling with whether it was too painful to knock him over, Wan Qi Qinglang suddenly took out a candy from the purse hanging from his waist.

I immediately thought of not saying that, Haisha ate a candy from Wan Qi Qing before he died. Could it be that poison candy?

Wan Qi Qinglang coaxed me softly: "Good, it's all Brother Qinglang who murdered you, right?" Brother Qinglang apologized to you, this is Haisha's favorite candy, do you want to eat one?"

I'll eat your grandma's mouth!

I angrily retorted, "Can I poison you with sugar twice? I'm sick?"

Seeing that the conspiracy was revealed, Wan Qiqing directly put the poisonous candy in my face with a hideous face and wanted to stuff it directly into my mouth. I kept my mouth shut and resolutely refused. Wan Qiqing's strength was getting bigger and bigger, and when I felt like I couldn't support it, I suddenly heard Yu Shiyi anxiously calling me: "Mei'er, Mei'er!"

I was excited: "Yu Shiyi! I'm here!"

As soon as the mouth opened, Wan Qiqing stuffed the sugar in, and as soon as he lifted my neck, I swallowed it directly, and I didn't even taste anything. I don't know if this candy cube is strawberry or lychee, but I guess I can enter the list of "miserable deaths in ancient and modern times". Before I died of poison, I sincerely used my last strength to stretch out my hand to Yu Shiyi in the distance.

Then slowly and precisely, compared a middle finger!