Yi Jingheng's purpose in coming to Junbi was also very simple, so straightforward that it disgusted her. She looked back at Yi Jingheng's face, and her eyebrows were a little more energetic than before, and now it was the time of scenery. He said slowly: "If you give birth to a child for me, I will let Xiao Qi go." ”

Junbi turned back to the window, looked into the distance, listened to Yi Jingheng's self-talk, and didn't pay attention.

Yi Jingheng stood in front of Jun Bi, "This is the only way to save him." He seemed to be a consolation, but also a threat.

Jun Bi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, his voice was a little uncertain, "Thank you Fifth Master Yi for your love, a lowly person like me is not worthy of you." ”

The sarcasm in Jun Bi's words was very strong, which made Yi Jingheng frown unhappily. However, he temporarily suppressed his annoyance and continued: "What, you don't want to save Xiao Qi? ”

Yi Jingheng wanted to pull Junbi's wrist, but she shook him away. Jun Bi held the hairpin tightly in his hand and took a few steps back, his face full of defensiveness.

Yi Jingheng's gaze fell on the hairpin in Jun Bi's hand, and he paused for a long time before he sneered, "If you don't want to, after tonight, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life." ”

Junbi immediately became alert, "What are you going to do?!" Her godless gaze fell on Yi Jingheng's back, and this pitiful appearance made the sadistic desire in his heart stronger and stronger.

Yi Jingheng looked at Junbi faintly, and said word by word: "I will kill him." "Or make him a man. He had already said that he would let Su Jingheng watch as the things he owned were lost one by one, whether it was power or women. He will not let Su Jingheng die easily, he will make the former Su Qiye suffer as if he fell into hell, but he found that he couldn't even die.

Junbi was silent, and Yi Jingheng saw a little wavering in her expression. The two were close to each other for a long time, Jun Bi clenched the wooden hairpin in his hand, looked at him with empty eyes, and asked, "Why me?" ”

Jun Bi's voice trembled slightly, although he endured it, he still let Yi Jingheng hear the clues. This is a good sign for him, Junbi is already scared. Sure enough, she is Su Jingheng's weakness, and Su Jingheng is also her weakness, and he won the bet.

Yi Jingheng slowly approached, this time, Junbi did not retreat, but the fingers holding the hairpin were slightly white, and she could see that she was very nervous. Yi Jingheng also realized at this time that she was trembling.

A nameless sense of pleasure arose spontaneously from Yi Jingheng's heart, he stretched out his hand and gently hooked Junbi's pointed chin, just like Su Jingheng did before, "Because of ......" He leaned over, put it in Junbi's ear, and whispered: "You saved me, but you also hurt me." So, it has become his obsession.

Junbi's hand was loosened, and the hairpin fell to the ground. She also collapsed on the ground, with a look of despair on her face, and muttered, "Let him go." ”

Yi Jingheng couldn't help laughing, he picked up the hairpin, and put it in his hair for Junbi, and gently stroked the top of her head, "He will survive." It's just a life, but it's not a "complete" survival. He didn't intend to kill Su Jingheng from the beginning, but just used this incident to make Junbi compromise.

Things went smoothly, all the plans were developing in the established direction, and Su Jingheng felt unprecedentedly happy, so he didn't stay here for long. He wants to wait until everything is in his hands and then enjoy the results.

After Yi Jingheng left, Junbi slowly got up from the ground. At this time, where did she still have a little bit of misery and sorrow, and even those gloomy eyes regained their brilliance. She dusted off her body and wiped away the tears that were about to fall from her eyes.

Yi Jingheng came at noon, Junbi didn't eat lunch in order to brew sad emotions, and now his stomach is growling with hunger. She opened the cupboard and ate a few pieces of pastry at random, then expertly picked out a very small rolled note from the pastry. After reading the contents, she went to the bottom of the bed again, felt for a layer of wrapped fire folds, and turned the small note into ashes, which drifted away with the wind.

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When night came, Yi Jingheng came to the dungeon.

Su Jingheng has been locked up for too long, and his whole state seems to be getting worse. But Yi Jingheng has always instructed that he must use the best medicine to hang his life.

Yi Jingheng still remembers that when he was a child, his brothers were fighting, and he accidentally pushed Su Jingheng to the ground. Although Su Jingheng said that he was fine, but at night, his father angrily whipped him to the point that his skin was broken, and he apologized to Su Jingheng. He could never forget the smile on Su Jingheng's face at that time.

It was probably from that moment that the seeds of hatred took root in his heart. The troubles and entanglements between him and Su Jingheng continued, nourishing this resentment over time, and finally grew into the towering tree that is now deformed.

Yi Jingheng walked to the cell door, and Su Jingheng was lying silently on the stone bed, with some dry straw lying messily under him. His chest heaved slightly, his breathing was shallow, and if he didn't look closely, he would even wonder if the man was still alive.

It's coming, it's almost there. One more day will be the day when Yi Jingheng can take over everything, and it will also be the day when Su Jingheng will become a human being. He had been dormant for too long to wait for this day.

Yi Jingheng ordered the attendant to open the cell door and walked in. Su Jingheng in front of him had not taken care of it for too long, and his long beard grew on his face, which almost covered the lower half of his face, coupled with his thin face and haggard expression, it seemed that he had aged more than ten years old. His eyes were closed weakly, and the clothes on his body were so dirty that he couldn't see the color of them.

Yi Jingheng looked at him from beginning to end, and chuckled: "I never thought that one day I would see you like this." Although Su Jingheng is not surnamed Yi, he has always pressed him in the Yi family since he was a child, whether it is his appearance or pampering.

In the first half of Su Jingheng's life, he was arrogant and wanton Su Qiye, and now, he is so embarrassed that he is not as good as a roadside beggar.

Su Jingheng didn't respond, as if he was asleep, but Yi Jingheng knew that he was awake.

Yi Jingheng looked condescendingly for a long time before he slowly leaned over and said word by word in Su Jingheng's ear: "From now on, there will be no more you Su Qiye in this world." "Some are just prisoners, Su Qi, the same name as him, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to use it anymore.

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Lu Yimo woke up from the nightmare, and fine cold sweat oozed from her forehead. She felt her throat dry and thirsty, and subconsciously wanted to call for water, and shouted hoarsely several times, but no one answered. She could only support her sick body, trying to reach the kettle on the table next to the bed.

The kettle was a little far away from Lu Yimo, she stretched out her fingers with great effort, and finally touched the edge of the kettle, but her hand trembled and she didn't hold it steady, and the kettle rolled to the ground. I only heard a crisp sound, and the already cold tea in the kettle flowed all over the ground.

Lu Yimo roared angrily. A puddle of water on the ground, faintly reflected her face, her eyes were blue and black, and her cheeks were sunken, like a demon crawling up from a yellow spring. She screamed and covered her face with her thin palms and sobbed quietly. Why, why did she become like this? Is she wrong, or is her fifth master wrong?

In a trance, Lu Yimo heard the door squeak and was pushed open. The person who came approached against the light, his face was not clear, and he could only see a petite figure, but his body was obviously a little bloated.

The man walked up to Lu Yimo, glanced at the debris on the ground, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "Madam is thirsty?" "It turned out to be Xiao Chu.

Lu Yimo stared at her with slightly convex eyes, looking at her with fear and resentment.

Xiao Chu held his waist, leaned over slowly with some difficulty, and picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, "Madam, there are some things that Xiao Chu wants to ask you clearly." As she spoke, she took a few large pieces of porcelain in her hand and placed them on the table beside her, and smiled.