Chapter 218: Face (Second Update)
The bright moonlight sprinkled all over the world.
Since it is a dark corner, it is also driven away by the silver glow of the bright moon on the side.
In the silent inner courtyard, a glowing green jade belt wandered away, looking deep and mysterious.
A young man walked on the jade path that was bright and recognizable, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his clothes were fluttering lightly in the autumn breeze, and he was handsome.
The thin lips are curled with a very charming arc, with a mocking irony.
"Master, you're here."
King Huai nodded.
One of the serious-looking maids immediately greeted him respectfully into the Snow Garden.
"Girl, the master is here."
"See Your Highness." A young girl walked out from behind the beaded curtain, her voice like a clear spring, pure and unblemished, with an innate ability to make people peaceful, flowing gently through the bottom of her heart.
No matter how irritable and disturbed the mind is, it will calm down when it hears this voice.
King Huai's slow steps paused slightly, and he simply sat on the crescent couch in the flower hall.
"No courtesy."
The girl was tough and bright, and she could see that she was a very strong and serious person, and she could be regarded as one of the most beautiful women in the world just by her voice and demeanor.
If you don't look at her face, everyone will like her at the first time.
But if you look at her face, I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night.
King Huai had no scruples, and looked at her with black eyes: "What kind of poison did this king have?" Where did it come from? β
Two questions in a row frightened the two maids who were accompanying them to kneel down with a "plop" and tremble to the ground.
King Huai casually waved their hands to pull them off.
The maid hurriedly retired.
"The antidote has been developed." She replied to King Huai's calm gaze, not avoiding the gaze of others because of her ugly appearance like a burning Yaksha.
"Then detoxify this king." King Huai leaned on the couch slowly, his deep gaze not angry or happy.
She first gave a black antidote for King Huai to take, and then said, "Please allow the people to administer the needle." β
King Huai nodded, closed his eyes and let her administer the needle, obviously trusting her.
It was only after an hour that she pulled out the golden needles on the major acupuncture points around King Huai's body, and sent a blood-red pill into King Huai's mouth.
"Poof." Before long, King Huai spat out a mouthful of filthy blood.
She took a closer look at the spittoon.
After a moment, she said, "Congratulations to Your Highness." The poison has been cured. β
Huai Wang frowned slightly, his expression was a little painful, but his voice was very quiet: "Where does the poison come from?" β
She pondered it again and again, and said very cautiously: "With Qixiang as the introduction." The poison is imported from the female body," and after a long pause, he continued: "The folk girl speculates that they probably put the last smell of the heavenly vine that prompted the poison through ...... saliva."
"What do you meanβthis king understands." King Huai rarely interrupted others' words, and anger welled up in his eyes. But it is faint.
She pursed her lips and was extremely cautious.
There was a sudden silence around that you could hear pins falling.
"The queen will bring a woman over the day after tomorrow, you can check it out." King Huai stood up and said lightly.
"Yes."
"Have you figured out a way to change your face?" King Huai's thoughtful gaze suddenly locked on her face that would break the horror of ordinary people.
"There's no way." She knew there was a way, but she said it.
The man has lost a face, and his flesh is scabbed, crumbling, and charred and black.
It seems to be a miracle to survive.
"When Qi Qingyu heard that you were missing. Frightened. β
"Qi Qingyu?" Her heart suddenly pounded, and those long and warm fragments in her memory rushed into her mind in an instant.
She raised her left hand and looked at the phoenix-veined silver bracelet on her wrist.
Suddenly a tear fell.
"This queen will send a man the day after tomorrow, and the silhouette will be like yours." King Huai gave one last chance.
However, it is up to her to decide whether to do it or not.
How could she bear to inflict the inhuman pain she had endured on others?
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Two days later, in the early morning, a heavily guarded convoy of colorful flags fluttered on Beishan Street.
Two handsome young men opened the way, scattering ginger candy and copper coins as they walked. Four ginger candies and eight copper coins.
"Nobleman, you always smile, and blessings come from all directions."
Pleasant smile and talk. Win the smile of the pedestrians, and consciously get out of the way.
Although the man at the head of the team is not tall, his eyes are bright and his bearing is extraordinary.
None other than Jjarin.
"Jia Ye. Do you want to send someone to inform the six girls first? β
"No, there's a letter from the owner." Jia Lin smiled and looked at the golden lacquer signboard of Tao Yaozhai not far away.
After preparing for so many years, their business can come to the capital.
At the foot of the world, there is indeed extraordinary, and even the official road is four times wider than Yuzhang. It is very spacious and tidy.
"Head, they've arrived."
"All three of us have lost our hands?" In the dark, three unattractive people pretended to eat tea in the teahouse, secretly staring at the official road where people came and went.
"Exactly, we're the last line of defense."
"Head, beckoning the brothers to come up, right?"
Their heads furrowed and they thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "They must have powerful people to protect them, why should we kill ourselves and disperse." β
I'm afraid that 100,000 taels of silver can't be exchanged for this life.
The three of them agreed to send out a code to let the party lurking around leave.
The party probably escaped, but the three were left behind.
In a dark alley, three human heads hang.
"Brothers, it's a shame, the head they were killed."
"Let's go, go to Tao Yaozhai to settle accounts!"
Moments later, the Taoyaozhai convoy is attacked by a group of strange mysterious people.
Jia Lin calmly commanded the battle, and the two people on the left and right of each carriage were responsible for meeting the enemy, and the two people on the roof of the carriage were responsible for shooting crossbow arrows to retreat from the enemy, but the defense was tight.
To Jia Lin's surprise, there was someone on the other side who knew how to fly needles. The silver needles glittered in the sunlight as fast as lightning, and plunged deep into the crossbowman's eyeballs.
The screams erupted, and the pain was so severe that the crossbowmen rolled from the cart to the ground, rolling and screaming.
Everyone stopped to look at him, including the enemy.
When his eyes blinked twice, the crossbowman in the middle suddenly froze. Someone kicked him tentatively, but he didn't move, frozen forever.
"Boom-boom-boom-", three silver needles in a row, and roared towards the people of Tao Yaozhai, but there were also enemy men and horses, fleeing, blocking, and chaotic.
Jia Lin caught one of them with sharp eyes, and he wanted to block it with his own flesh and blood - suddenly he felt a very light and faint wind passing across his cheek, and Jia Lin looked at it cautiously.
Everyone froze again, stunned as they watched the man who had leapt into the air and released the hidden weapon, and suddenly fell to the ground.
The sound of bones shattering followed.
Creepy is that no one saw who he was hit and fell to the ground.
Some say he was dead before he fell to the ground.
Someone wondered if anyone had been poisoned?
Not.
The needle shot by the concealer is gone.
When the sun sets.
Li Yuxuan carried a gilded food box with Seiko embossed gold cinnamon and entered Yiwei Courtyard.
Chen Zhi went to Taoyaozhai to help with the display. The rest of the Qi family knew who he was, no one dared to stop him, and no one dared to stay where he was, and respectfully retreated to the three zhang of Yiwei Courtyard.
Qi Qingyu was still sleeping.
He rested the food box on the small table in the bright room and slowly stepped inside. In fact, he walked faster than usual at the Qi family.
He sat on the edge of the bed and silently looked at her sleeping face.
It's beautiful. It's exactly what I love in my heart.
The tiredness that loomed in his eyes was swept away. (To be continued.) )