Chapter Twenty-Five: A Strong Man Doesn't Need Feelings

Yue Xue's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and the whole person fell into an endless despair, she bowed down and bowed to Qu Wanwan again, "The slave understands, thank you for the palace master's care of Yue Xue over the years." ”

Qu Wanwan supported the table with one hand, and her beautiful face looked faint, as if she had seen through love and life and death. She looked at the slender back, raised her hand and summoned the red sleeves to whisper in her ear.

After listening to Qu Wanwan's words, Red Sleeves took out a white medicine bottle from her arms, she looked at the medicine bottle in her palm and hesitated slightly, and handed it to Yue Xue, "This medicine can make you die without pain, just like sleeping without any feelings, Yue Xue, this way of dying is already merciful enough for you, don't let the palace master down again." ”

The implication of Red Sleeves is nothing more than that if you don't die this time, then you won't be so comfortable next time.

There are ways to punish traitors in the Jacaranda Palace, so that you can't survive and die.

Yuexue's body trembled, she looked up at the white medicine bottle, the infinite sadness and desolation in her heart were gradually spreading, and a delicate face appeared in her mind. She closed her eyes suddenly, a line of tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, and for a moment she took the medicine bottle with a trembling hand, "Yuexue Xie Palace Lord gave the medicine." ”

"Yuexue, I hope this matter will be extraneous." Qu Wanwan said.

The reason why Qu Wanwan will give medicine, in addition to remembering the old love, more importantly, does not want her death to be suspicious, this bottle of worry-free powder is highly poisonous and has no medicine to solve, but it also has a good benefit, that is, it has a paralyzing effect, which can make people die comfortably and unconsciously.

Three hours after the medicine is put into the body, it will dissolve in the blood, creating a false impression of accidental sudden death, which can be described as killing people invisibly.

Yuexue has been in Tianjimen for more than two years, and if she is suddenly poisoned or short-sighted, it may not arouse suspicion, but if she dies unexpectedly, it is obviously different.

"The slave understands."

Seeing Yuexue leave, Red Sleeves closed the door and returned, and saw Qu Wanwan sitting at the table looking at the cup of tea that had cooled down and lost her mind slightly, and Red Sleeves' heart was sour for no reason.

In the end, the palace master of her family still failed to truly achieve her ruthless obligations, and the emotions that were unintentionally revealed could capture the only remaining compassion, thinking back to the beginning, she also had an innocent side, if it weren't for the death of Aunt Hanxing, why would she be like this.

As soon as Aunt Hanxing died, she had to manage the huge Jacaranda Palace at a young age, how could she manage it without absolute skill and ability. She no longer has to rely on, and she relies on her own strength to turn the tide and once again occupy a unique position in the rivers and lakes.

This powerful person, she can't be bound by anything, she can't have a soft underbelly in her body. She needs to be cold and lovely, so that she can be fearless and invincible.

"Palace Master." Redsleeves sat down across from her, pushing the cold tea over again.

Qu Wanwan retracted her thoughts, pushed the teacup aside, and lightly opened her thin lips, "It's easy to fall asleep after drinking too much tea, I don't want to stay awake all night when I order this." ”

Red Sleeves just lifted the teacup and paused because of her words, "Then I won't drink it anymore." ”

Red Sleeves put down the teacup.

The wind outside the window was a little strong, and the leaves made a "rustling" sound. Under the illumination of the lamps, you can occasionally see the shadows of pear blossoms falling.

"Palace Master, I'm afraid it's hard for me to stay here according to today's situation." Red Sleeves said sadly.

Jiang Huatian rejected her and disagreed with her, and the palace openly rejected her in front of so many people. The chance of staying is very low, and if you can't stay, you can only stay for a few days, what can you accomplish in a few days?

Moreover, she couldn't worry about letting her palace master stay alone in this Longtan tiger's den.

"Not necessarily." Qu Wanwan said thoughtfully.

As soon as he heard this, Red Sleeves immediately came to his senses, "What does the palace master mean that I have a chance?" ”

"Hmm." Qu Wanwan bowed her head, and then walked towards the position of the bed with the oil lamp, and after walking to the lampstand, she put the oil lamp on it, raised her hand and picked the wick through the wooden bar, "Jing Lan's ability should also be not small, Jiang Huatian likes Si Yan the most, which is understandable, but in my opinion, Jing Lan is not light in his heart, otherwise, as a person whose qualifications have always been very mediocre in Tianjimen, how could Jiang Huatian send his most proud disciple to come to the rescue of the Jacaranda Palace." ”

"If you have to say that it Tianjimen doesn't want to be laughed at by the rivers and lakes, then it makes sense, but I don't think it should be this reason."

No matter which sect it is, including the Jacaranda Palace, people with dull qualifications have always been treated as waste, and they don't even have the qualifications to stand together with their brothers and sisters. However, Jing Lan did not suffer such treatment, but has always been respected by the people in the door as the eleventh senior brother.

This can't be said to be a sentence of kindness.

"Could it be that Jing Lan is Jiang Huatian's illegitimate son? Because of his mediocre qualifications, Jiang Huatian didn't want to recognize him openly, but he took care of him everywhere in private? Redsleeves scratched his head in confusion.

"Smack-"

The oil lamp blew up small sparks, and in an instant the whole room lit up.

Qu Wanwan put down the wooden strip and looked at her, "According to Jiang Huatian's temperament, if he is his own son, how can he not recognize each other, Jing Lan's martial arts are not good, although he has a talent defect, but he has not received the correct guidance to come to this field." ”

"I'm also very surprised, it stands to reason that this situation can be discovered immediately, but Jing Lan is the opposite. It seems that no one can see the clue in this, Si Yan didn't see that it was excusable, didn't Jiang Huatian see it either? ”

Qu Wanwan thought about it, and felt that this heavenly machine didn't seem to be as bright as it seemed, but thinking about it, there would be no secrets between which sects.

"What does the palace master mean that they deliberately made Jing Lan like this?" Redsleeves covered his mouth in surprise.

People say that if there is a mistake to correct it, Tianjimen will be so powerful that they will treat it the other way around, and this person is still their own disciple.

Although Red Sleeves didn't look at Jing Lan well, and even disliked it a little, he did his best to keep him, and offended his master for this.

If Jing Lan was really mistaken by them, Red Sleeves would be invisible.

"I'm also guessing, and there's no basis to prove it." Qu Wanwan walked to the bed, took off her coat and hung it on the shelf, then lay on the bed and closed her eyes, "Don't mention this matter to anyone, and I'll figure it out later." ”

"Redsleeves understands." Red Sleeve Road.

After going out, she gently closed the door, trying not to disturb Qu Wanwan with the sound.

There is no moon tonight, the night is as thick as ink, and you can't see your fingers.

Standing outside the door, Red Sleeves took out a flint and steel from his arms and lit it without hurry, and suddenly the firelight illuminated the scenery in front of him.

The wind blew all night, and there were snow-white petals piled up in front of the door, and a piece of snow fell on the back of her shoes. Red Sleeves lowered his head and looked at the snow-white pear petals, and waved it away mercilessly.

"Go away, go away, I don't have the leisure to care about you."

Red Sleeves quickly decided that if she could take it with the palace master, she wouldn't care about Jing Lan's affairs, and she would never interfere whether he was wrong or right.