Chapter Ninety-Seven: Cruelty

Xie Worry's heart tightened when he heard it, was it really Boji? Is the initiator of this qiē really Bo Ji? But it was clear that none of the clues pointed to her, and if it was really her, Berge's mind was too meticulous.

Inside, Jing Xuan seemed to sneer, "However, the violent death is the maid of Xuetang, isn't it Yan Yao and Ji conspiring?" ”

Bo Ji and Yan Yao conspired together for their own interests, and then found out that the maid's sleeves were stained with medicinal soup and her actions were exposed, so they killed her, which seems to make sense.

Xie Wei quietly moved into the oblique hall from the gap in the void, and his body was hidden behind a simple scumbag, looking at the two people standing clinically.

Bo Ji was still dressed in green, but much shallower than when she was in Huiyuan that day, she stood three feet away in front of Jing Xuan, trembling slightly, and with her slight movements, the yellow lining of the green clothes was occasionally revealed.

“…… Tsukasa, this matter was done by the concubine...... It has nothing to do with Yan Yao...... "Bo Ji's weak voice trembled, and her body trembled, and Xie Wu saw that the half-cut hand exposed under her wide sleeves was trembling uncontrollably.

"Unrelated?" Jing Xuan's voice sank, and Xie Wei couldn't see his expression clearly from the side, but from the sound of his gritted teeth, he could hear that he was indeed angry.

"Yes...... It has nothing to do with Yan Yao...... "Bo Ji buried her head, bit her lip tightly, twisted her clothes with one hand, pulled out the silk clothes and belts with white lines, and her body involuntarily retreated, "The concubine borrowed the maid of the snow hall from Yan Yao yesterday and taught her to look at Ah Hui's decoction for her concubine...... Just because I heard that Ah Hui drank the medicine and could not see the light, once the light was seen, the power of the medicine changed, or Ah Hui could be childless for the rest of her life......"

"The concubine only wants Ah Hui to have a miscarriage, I don't know ...... I don't know ......" the more Bo Ji said, the more helpless she became, she really just wanted to win a place for the eldest son for the child in her womb, Shao Ji was her little sister who depended on each other, she never wanted to harm her life, she just wanted to let her have a miscarriage.

When she learned that Shao Ji passed out due to half-birth, Yixi even ordered the funeral, and she regretted it.

She thought that Shao Ji would definitely die, so she found Yan Yao and cried to Yan Yao for a long time.

I didn't want to think that after a few days, Shao Ji turned around again, and Bo Ji was both happy and scared, worried that Shao Ji would notice something wrong and expose herself.

Therefore, Yan Yao came up with a few ideas for her to attract everyone's attention and reduce her suspicion.

didn't want to make an omission, but dragged Yan Yao in, Bo Ji thought hard all night, and finally decided to admit the matter to Jing Xuan in person, and asked him not to blame others again.

Jing Xuan stood still, and threw out a cold sentence, "Ji has already decided that this is the case, and returned to Yuexuan, and decided on his own." ”

Jackie was stunned, then raised her head suddenly, her eyes wide open, almost suspecting that she had misheard.

Although Jing Xuan has an indifferent temperament, he has always been relaxed towards people, and when he is very angry, he only reprimands him coldly, and he will not kill the slave and maid at will because of his joy and anger, and it is precisely because of this that Bo Ji dares to come to ask for guilt, she never thought that Jing Xuan would say this indifferently.

After the shock, fear quickly grabbed her consciousness, her legs weakened, and she knelt down in front of Jing Xuan, mourning, and her low voice was almost like muttering to herself, "Tomb, the concubine is still pregnant...... Concubine ......"

Jing Xuan was unmoved, and slowly pulled out the sword at his waist with one hand, which was between him and Bo Ji, and said coldly, "If Ji can't make a decision, Xuan Ke can help Ji make a decision." ”

The bright sword blade was in front of him, Bo Ji was so frightened that she couldn't cry, and stepped forward on her knees to hug Jing Xuan's legs, and pleaded in a low voice, "The concubine is still pregnant...... Begging for all his life, leaving the son in the womb......"

Xie Wei pursed his lips, realizing that he shouldn't have come in, and secretly moved a small step out, intending to exit the same way.

But she was dressed in white, and it was good to not move behind the shadows of the bookshelf before, but this movement was caught by Bo Ji, who recognized her dress, and cried out hurriedly, and got up from the ground hand and foot, and went to the place where Xie Wei was hiding, "Heal your worries!" Beggar for help! ”

Xie Wu froze, what should she do at this time? It is very rude to be found to be hiding in the house and listening, if she pleads for Bo Ji without knowing whether she is alive or dead, I am afraid that it will really anger Jing Xuan, right?

It can be seen that death is not saved, and he turns around and leaves...... No matter how much she asks herself to be cold-blooded and cold-hearted in this life, after all, she is still a little hesitant.

In this hesitation, I only heard Bo Ji scream in horror, and when I glanced back, I saw that her whole person was pushed behind by Jing Xuan and hit the wall.

Behind Becky was the open pane, the wall on the side of the slanted hall was already tilted, Becky didn't know the severity of the impact, but she turned out of the window directly, fortunately she grabbed the edge of the window with both hands, and the person hung outside the wall, not yet falling.

Life and death were at stake, and there was no time to think too much about Xie Jie this time, and the person had already rushed to the window, grabbed a pair of wrists from Berge, and tried to pull her back.

Becky was still clinging to the window edge with one hand, and the other hand was clasping the wrist of Xie Xian, seeing her as a life-saving straw.

The dying man's desire for life almost surpassed a qiē, and Xie Wei felt that the force on her wrist could almost break her arm, and her body was already slender, and her light weight not only couldn't hold Berge, but was carried out by her by a few inches.

If she continues like this, I'm afraid that even she will fall from the window.

Before long, his waist tightened, and the momentum of his fall was finally stopped.

Jing Xuan grabbed her slender waist from behind her, supported one hand on the wall beside her, leaned out of the window with half of her body, glanced at Bo Ji hanging in the air, and Chonghuayan, who was foggy and bottomless under her, and said coldly: "Let go." ”

Xie Wei bit her lip tightly, as soon as she let go, it was a life, she couldn't give it up, Boji's own life was at stake, so naturally she wouldn't let go.

The three of them were silently deadlocked.

At the end, Jing Xuan leaned out of the window, as if to drag Bo Ji in.

Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment he closed his eyes, his eardrums were almost punctured by a terrible scream from Boji.

The strength in his hand suddenly loosened, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the green clothes fell rapidly, and the floating clothes belt was like a narrow aurora, and finally disappeared in the water vapor and white mist.

After a long time, I heard a dull sound.

Xie Wei's mind was blank, and he had long been in front of him, his eyes widened in horror when he fell, and he heard the sound of running water outside the house and his own violent heartbeat.

Jing Xuan helped her back from half of her body leaning out of the window, and a short dagger dripping with blood slipped from her sleeve to the ground, splashing a few blood-colored flowers.

Fang Cai Boji was reluctant to let go, so he had no choice but to scratch her arm with a short dagger, causing her to let go on her own.

With a sigh of relief, Jing Xuan pressed Xie Worry aside, hooked her slender chin, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?" ”