Chapter 122: I'm Not Like Her
Xiao Yang sneered: "How do you say it if you don't say that?" β
He Miao said: "You and I are both fighting for the country, how can you mix personal grievances?" That's not what a good man does. Besides, you say that I killed your father, where did you start? Your father is outside the city, and I am inside the city, how can I kill him? β
Xiao Yang glared angrily: "Don't quibble!" If it weren't for you and Xu Nan sneaking into the city and cutting off my father's back road, how could he die in the hands of Dongfang Yuanyou! β
He Miao smiled: "Hugh has to say more, since it is in your hands, it is considered my bad luck, you can do what you should do, don't be like a mouthy and tonguey mother-in-law, chattering here!" β
Xiao Yang was furious: "You think I don't dare to touch you? β
He Miao said: "It's good to dedicate me to Wei Zizhao, and your future will be bright immediately." β
A cold light flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes: "I know you're not afraid of death, but there are more terrible things in this world than death." β
He Miao: "Give me to Wei Zizhao, you're very annoying." β
Xiao Yang was so angry that he found that he had nothing to say.
He simply pulled out his long knife and stabbed it at the seedling.
He Miao's eyes widened and she looked at him steadily, without any panic.
The long knife only pierced through the net pocket and grazed her face into the wall of the car, the blade so close that she could feel the chill emanating from the blade.
Xiao Yang's knotted and distorted face was close enough that she could see his eyelashes.
She could see that there was a hidden sadness in these eyes.
He Miao's eyes widened, not retreating, but advancing, leaning in front of Xiao Yang's eyes, staring at his eyes and not relaxing: "Hey, you are actually sad." β
Xiao Yang stepped back in embarrassment, fiercely forced the blade on her face, and with a slight stroke, a bloody mouth appeared, and He Miao gasped in pain.
"What do you think would happen if I cut your flowery face and sprinkle it with something to make it look like mine?"
Xiao Yang gritted his teeth.
He was originally a great husband with a dignified appearance, but he was disfigured by He Miaomiao, a vicious woman, and became such a miserable appearance.
When he returned home after nine deaths, his fiancΓ©e was scared to death when she saw him, and after waking up, she refused to join him anyway and insisted on getting out of the marriage.
Because of the successive defeats, his father died tragically, and he himself became like this, which caused the emperor to severely reprimand, punish and demote, and the family power was not as good as before.
He held his breath and broke off the marriage contract, thinking about He Miaomiao, a vicious woman, who hurt him every day.
Every day, I think about how to catch her and break her into thousands of pieces, no, the broken body is not enough to calm the resentment, it should be to destroy her face and become like him, so that she can taste the pain of this heart.
He Miao looked directly into Xiao Yang's eyes and said with a smile: "Very good, your idea is very creative." Because you have become ugly, you have to make others and you become ordinary, just like Wei Zizhao, right? β
A trace of anger flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes: "I'm different from her!" β
"Oh...... It's different. He Miao faintly confirmed the thoughts in his heart.
The reason why Xiao Yang gave her the name of what the hell is Lu Gongzi is because he wants to hide people's eyes, he doesn't want to hand her over to Wei Zizhao, he has his own plans.
If she could guess what he really thought, it would help her to grasp a certain amount of initiative.
He Miao lowered his voice: "Actually, the medicine I gave you will not make your face look like this, it will indeed rot and pustules, but as long as it is cleaned in time and treated properly, it will not become like this, at most it will be a few more pits." If I'm not mistaken, you've been assassinated, aren't you? β
Xiao Yang stepped back suddenly, and said a little embarrassed: "I was killed by you, the demon girl is clever and wants to deceive me, I will not be fooled." β
He Miao laughed out loud: "Who wants to lie to you, you are not a child, I just want to tell you that I can cure your face." β
Xiao Yang was stunned, and then scoffed: "Only by believing in you can you have a ghost!" β
He sat back, lowered his head and continued to wipe the knife, saying that he didn't believe her and didn't want to deal with her, but his unsteady breathing revealed his uneasiness.
He Miao didn't sleep all night, thinking that there was no way for him to escape or deal with it at this time anyway, so he simply closed his eyes and recuperated, and accidentally fell asleep.
Xiao Yang couldn't believe his eyes.
How did this wicked woman fall asleep like this?
He will not allow it!
He kicked He Miao hard, He Miao woke up in pain, glanced at him lightly, and said in annoyance: "What do you want, say it." β
Xiao Yang sneered: "Torture you." β
He Miao didn't pay attention to him, but quietly looked at the car wall in front of him, his eyes were open, and he was actually recuperating.
The carriage swayed to a courtyard, Xiao Yang got out of the car first, and only came back after a while, covered the seedlings with a net with a black cloth, and carried them inside.
He Miao can't see anything, only knows how to sway, and it makes people dizzy.
There was a "squeak" knock on the door, and she was thrown out hard, smashed to the ground, and dizzy.
"Oops! It hurts me! She screamed exaggeratedly, listening to Xiao Yang's reaction.
Xiao Yang didn't react, just stood quietly beside her for a moment, and then slowly left.
He Miao exhaled lightly at this time, it seemed that although Xiao Yang's face was broken, it had not become a distorted pervert like Wei Zizhao.
Perhaps, he had other plans to kidnap her here without telling Wei Zizhao?
She thought about it and curled up in a ball and fell asleep.
The sky is big, and the sleep is the biggest.
Xiao Yang walked out of the door, got off the horse with a gloomy face, and went straight to King Zhao's mansion.
The fire in the teahouse had been extinguished, and the smell of fireworks wafted through the street, cold and messy, with three charred corpses and a dog corpse parked on the side of the street, where a crowd of people were arguing and shouting.
Farther away, many soldiers with dogs searching, crying and screaming, making a disturbance.
Xiao Yang's eyes darkened a little more, the country will not be a country, the king will not be a king, this country is no longer what it used to be.
He misses Jingzhong when the first emperor was in power, the country was powerful, and everyone came to the court, where is the current mess?
Someone saw him and shouted, "General Xiao! Where did you just go? Your Highness is looking for you, go quickly! β
Xiao Yang jumped off his horse, threw the reins to his soldiers, and strode into King Zhao's mansion.
Under the eaves was a gorgeous circle chair covered with purple silk cushions, on which Wei Zizhao was half-lying, a twisted and deformed hand half-hanging on the armrest, with an indifferent expression.
Shichiro knelt beside her, flatteringly pinching her legs, forcing a smile on his face, and glancing straight ahead from time to time.
Directly in front of him was a cross, and Gu Zhou, who was stripped to only his underwear, was tied to his head and bruised all over his body.
Yi Chiju said
I'm in a very bad mood today, because of work, I can't go home to spend June 1st with my children, I feel very guilty, very sad, I really want to cry~ I need the warm and soft arms of Yibao to be comforted.