132. Poison
"Hey, it's called Changxi, where is my Fu'er?"
"Fleur...... However, I don't know where she is, she ran out of Lu by herself. β
"What?!"
Then Chang Xi explained the matter between her and me, and Xiao Jue resisted the urge to beat Chang Xi.
He gritted his teeth and asked: "Do you know that Lu Dao is now equivalent to an ordinary person, and I just learned that her nemesis Ma Xi secretly crossed the border and came here, Ma Xi made it clear that she came to harm her, and you actually drove her out of Lu like this?" Have you ever thought about her safety? β
Chang Xi made a silent gesture, lest Xiao Jie, who had a loud voice, invite the maids outside the door.
Chang Xi poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Jue to let him dissipate his anger: "Then you say, what now?" β
"Nonsense, of course I'm going to find her."
Chang Xi glanced outside: "There are guards guarding the door outside, you can get out, then how do I go, I will be discovered." β
Xiao Jie's eyes quickly turned around Chang Xi's body twice, and he asked with a thief's eyebrows: "How much do you weigh?" β
"Me? β¦β¦β
"Hey! Forget it, it looks thin and doesn't smack, and it shouldn't be as heavy as Fu'er. β
Chang Xi rubbed her temples, she felt that Xiao Jue and Fu Hui's speech and thinking patterns were exactly the same.
After Xiao Jue finished speaking, he picked up Chang Xi, and Chang Xi felt that his whole body had turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and maybe even three hundred and six degrees.
In the midst of the tragic screams, Xiao Jue disappeared into the room carrying Chang Xi like carrying a bag of rice.
There was an instant silence in the room, save for two cups of hot tea with smoke coming out of it.
Chang Xi and Xiao Jue ran almost all over Chang'an City, faster than the frequency of flower thieves breaking into the boudoir of the young/sister. But after a few hours, I still didn't find my figure.
That's because, at the moment, I was in Changxi's room and began to fall asleep.
Since I really haven't had a good night's sleep in the past two days, I unconsciously saw Zhou Gong when I lay on the table.
Chang Xi and Xiao Du looked for a night, but they couldn't stand the toss, and when the sky was bright, Xiao Du took Chang Xi back to the room, and then saw me in a deep sleep.
"Fu'er?"
Chang Xi rolled her eyes and almost fainted: "No wonder I can't find her, it turns out that she is back." β
When I woke up from my dream, Chang Xi and Xiao Jue were staring at me with gloomy expressions, their expressions enough to make me believe that I had been possessed by Uncle Sadako.
"Where have you been?"
"Where have you been?"
"Where have you been?"
It was an endless cycle of questioning, and suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Three days ago, the three of us could be said to have fallen out, but now we are also staging a sensual and sensational drama of worrying about each other for the same reason.
I scoff at this kind of scene, and I have to be honest about it when I have a ghost in my heart!
I opened my mouth at Xiao Du and sucked the cool breath back.
I rolled my eyelids, deliberately turned my head to Chang Xi, and ignored Xiao Jue: "I'll come back to find you, Ma Xi wants to harm you, I'm afraid that you will not be able to return to the Han Dynasty, so I want to make sure that you are dead or not." β
Chang Xi tightened his eyebrows: "Furui, I blamed you for my mistake before, I went back to the palace, and my head was a little groggy." However, when I was about to decide to go out to look for you, your father-in-law, Xiao Jue, came to find you, and then we didn't find you in Chang'an City all night. β
I quietly glanced at Xiao Jue, it seems that this kid still has a little conscience.
Xiao Jue was still dragging me at first, maybe because the continuous air pressure was too low, and he finally had to turn against me.
In the next fifteen minutes, Xiao Jie's conversation was basically locked in-
"Alright, dear, I was wrong, I really shouldn't have you off."
"I'm really in a hurry, because the elder said that you might encounter ...... in this space Hey, it's a bad thing anyway. β
"Also, Ma Xi has been very strange these days, and later I found out that she secretly found out that the old man Gu from the top management of the organization tricked her into a potion, and then she came to the Han Dynasty."
"Okay, dear, I'll help you with everything, don't ignore me!"
I have quarreled with Xiao Jue quite a few times, and every time I still forgive him in the apology he hummed later.
This time was no exception, and I returned an ugly smile, even if it was reconciled.
But this time I vaguely felt that something unnatural, I always had an intuition to tell me that Xiao Jue had something to hide from me, and when I asked the old man what he had divined for him, Xiao Jue also said a few words casually.
What followed was the friendly negotiation between me and Chang Xi, but in fact, our conversation was mainly focused on the contract.
After a new round of friendly consultations, Chang Xi also misunderstood my matter, and said solemnly and seriously: "I am partly responsible for the consequences of this incident, but you also need to control your temper, in order to deepen our cooperation that we can better understand, we must trust and care for each other, as well as dependence." β
"You can't have stolen the president's speech, have you?"
And she tactfully blames me for everything, and I really admire her sometimes.
"Since that's it, it's time to talk about business, Comrade Changxi, have you thought clearly, in order to avoid unnecessary losses on both of us, you should decide on the written content of the soul contract in time."
I'm doing the last reminder, I haven't encountered someone who has been thinking about it for so long, and Chang Xi's actions make me a little irritable.
Chang Xi let out a long sigh: "I thought that Weiyang Palace was hell, and the souls locked there could be gathered into a small country, and then I also died there." But I'm too naΓ―ve, there is still a lot of hell in this land, I'm wondering, my hatred, my unwillingness and grievances, is it too small, I use hatred to spread life, in exchange for death. Just like the brothel, hell is still hell and doesn't change anything. β
She said it so plainly that I was taken aback to hear it. I'm already very upset, but we can't interfere with the contractor's own choices, otherwise in another sense, it's cheating.
"Really?" I picked my nostrils with my little thumb: "Speak human words!" β
Chang Xi spread her hands, and her postmodern action had been perfected: "I didn't think about it." β
I pulled out the crumpled A4 white paper from the gap in my belt, probably from knocking over the teacup while I was sleeping, so the paper got wet with my clothes.
I gently spread it out and spread it on the ground: "No, you still have to keep this contract well and dry it first." β
Chang Xi tilted his neck and touched the paper of the contract: "Even if the paper is wet, the ink on it has not melted, does this paper have incredible abilities like you?" β
Faced with Chang Xi's serious question, I burst out laughing: "This is just ordinary paper, and after many years, even the poor can afford to use it...... How to say it, although it is an ordinary paper, but it represents a certificate, even if we are capable people, we also need to comply with the survival rules, in other words, when the business is completed, this paper can be used as evidence to prove that I did not take your human skin for nothing, but exchanged it for the same price. β
"Really?" Chang Xi nodded as if he didn't understand, and asked again, "What if it was signed by you under duress?" β
I have to admit that Chang Xi is a very smart girl, but it also annoys me, if it weren't for her pitiful appearance now, her face would have become a victim of my fist.
The last person to ask this question was given a magnificent punch by me because it violated the dignity of our organization.
I raised my voice an octave: "Art, art understands?" We also have the most basic work literacy, can analyze the most vulnerable side of human beings, use it to achieve a contract, and know who needs it most, which is an achievement we should be proud of. For example, you, I believed you would sign with me. β
Because she has a scent I've never seen before, it's the smell of the soul, and I can't mistake my prey.
Chang Xi paused, expressionless, I couldn't guess her thoughts.
"I'll give you a new clean piece of paper."
"No, I like the original."
Chang Xi picked up the paper, folded it, and put it in his arms.
I rolled my eyes and ignored her hypocrisy: "Okay, whatever you want, remember, you still have one day." β
I opened my legs with a standard model cat step, and disappeared into this space in an instant, and the silence around me was restored only by the sound of Chang Xi's breathing.
At that time, I didn't see a sinister smile on Chang Xi's lips after I left.
Later, Chang Xi and I realized a problem together, which dragged the story back to the original point a few months ago, it is the shadow of the story, another story that changes with our behavior.
Don't always think that your story is special, because time in the world is parallel, and every moment, you will miss out on earth-shattering stories other than you.
"Fleur, if I really died at that time, and it was true that Zhang Yan and Mama Su told me that I changed the poisoned wine, then, how did I die?" β¦β¦
Weiyang Palace, the Hall of Oath.
Liu Ying sat alone in a chair, the moonlight came in, and he held two translucent bottles in his hands. He uncorked the bottles, and both bottles smelled of strong medicinal wine.
However, only one bottle was highly poisonous.
He didn't know which bottle it was, it was very likely that both were real, but it was also possible that both were fake.
He personally replaced the poison in the Imperial Doctor's Hall that day, the only poison he had.
Liu Ying looked up at the moonlight, her gaze colder than the scattered moonlight.