Through the window, you can faintly see the cornices peeking out of the corner of the side hall.

The light rain kept falling, and as soon as Su Baitong entered the house, he smelled a deep aroma.

The palace maids were all beaten from afar by His Highness Eleven, and no one noticed that they had come here.

"Well, I didn't lie to you this time, did I?" Eleven was full of joy, and before he knew it, he no longer called Su Baitong his sixth sister-in-law.

There was a large bouquet of dark purple flowers on the table, which looked a little strange from a distance. Liver Cooperative.

"This was just picked from the flower room. I just opened it this morning. Eleven turned his wheelchair and came to the table. Reaching out and gently caressing the dark purple petals.

Su Baitong stood motionless.

"Why don't you come and see it?" Eleven asked.

Su Baitong still didn't move.

Eleven suddenly smiled, "It's the same...... You're afraid you can't move even if you want to, right? The fragrance of this flower can paralyze the body. But don't worry, as long as it takes a short pillar of incense, it will return to normal. ”

Su Baitong's gaze fell on the bouquet of flowers, "It's beautiful." She spat out two words lightly.

A hint of surprise flashed in Eleven's eyes, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

"Afraid of what?"

Eleven slowly turned his wheelchair and came to her, "Why can I move freely, but you can't?" Aren't you afraid that I'm going to hurt you? ”

Su Baitong blinked his eyes, a flat smile on the corner of his lips, and asked rhetorically: "Are you in pain?" ”

Eleven couldn't straighten up with a smile, "How can I hurt, you woman is so funny...... You are already wary of me, but why did you believe me and come with me to see the flowers? ”

"Because I want to find an answer." Su Baitong said lightly. "Who the hell is behind you?"

For a moment, Eleven fell silent, "No one, how can anyone dare to disadvantage me......" He wanted to show a disdainful smile, but failed. That smile turned into a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"It's too late to stop."

Eleven shook his head slightly, there seemed to be confusion in his eyes, "Why can you see it, why are you ......?"

Su Baitong's eyes were lowered, hiding the brilliance under his eyes.

Although she couldn't see the "future" of His Highness Eleven, she could get answers from those palace maids in Concubine Ning's palace. From this deduces Eleven's actions.

"It's late...... If I had met you earlier, maybe it would have been, but now I have no choice. Eleven came to Su Baitong and looked up at her, and there seemed to be mist gathering in her beautiful eyes.

He removed a gold-clad fire sickle inlaid with turquoise from his waist.

Su Baitong's eyes flickered.

"Su Baitong, I'm sorry." Eleven grabbed a corner of the tablecloth and skillfully struck the fire sickle.

The tablecloth was ignited by a spark in one fell swoop.

"Everything here is soaked in oil, and soon it won't hurt anymore." Eleven turned the wheelchair and stepped back.

"Eleven, that's what you want?" The gradually spreading fire was terrifying, but there was no panic on Su Baitong's face at all.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it." Eleven's lips trembled and she kept backing away, "I don't want to ...... like this."

Suddenly, his wheel hit the corner of the screen, and all of Eleven's attention was on Su Baitong, and in the panic, he desperately tried to stabilize the wheelchair, but the screen of the embroidered brocade was already stained with flames, and it quickly burned.

Eleven shrank his hand when he was hot, and the wheelchair fell over.

He was about to fall headlong into the fire, when suddenly someone grabbed him by the arm and forcibly dragged him aside.

"You...... How is ...... It's you ......" When he saw the person who had saved him just now, Eleven was stunned.

Su Baitong couldn't say anything, grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the door.

"How could it be ......" Eleven still couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"You think that just the fragrance of flowers will be able to control me, don't forget, I know how to make incense." Su Baitong half-dragged and half-dragged Eleven, walking a little hard, she was afraid of fire, but she knew that at this time, fear could not save anyone.

She still remembered what Ling Xiaotian once said, don't be afraid, learn to control!

Seeing that he was about to approach the door, Eleven suddenly cried loudly, "You let go of me, you go by yourself!" He broke free of Su Baitong's hand and pushed her out of the door desperately, "You go, go quickly!" ”

Su Baitong was stunned.

"I don't need you to save me, you go!" Eleven roared, "You go! ”

Su Baitong's eyebrows frowned.

The person who was trying to put her to death just now was about to kill himself in a blink of an eye.

"I'm done, there's no help." Eleven cried with tears on his face, "But even if I die, don't be a waste!" ”

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Eleven felt a heavy slap on the cheek.

Since he was a child, he has never been beaten, and he was blindfolded for a while.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and Ling Xiaotian and Ling Jingxiao broke into the door one after the other.

Ling Xiaotian tore off his robe and wrapped Su Baitong, and hurriedly walked outside, at this time Ling Jingxiao also brought Eleven out.

"Kiriri!" Ling Xiaotian shook Su Baitong, "Are you okay?" ”

Su Baitong's calmness made him panic instead.

Su Baitong breathed a long sigh of relief, and then he felt that his legs were weak, and his body almost collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaotian stood beside her and hugged her.

"How could it be on fire?" There was a faint anger in Ling Xiaotian's voice.

Su Baitong looked at Eleven, "You really don't want to say anything?" ”

Eleven didn't have a wheelchair, so he could only sit on the ground by Ling Jingxiao, looking sluggish, and there was a big red handprint on his face.

Ling Xiaotian looked at the handprint and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Ling Jingxiao also saw the handprint, he let go of Eleven, looked down at him fixedly, and was silent for a long time.

Eleven still didn't react, he just stared, staring blankly at somewhere in the sky.

Ling Jing raised her hand suddenly, and hit Eleven's other cheek with a "snap".

Eleven was beaten crooked to the side, and the corners of his mouth immediately swollen.

Ling Jingxiao was much more ruthless than Su Baitong.

"Tenth brother......" Su Baitong was about to speak, but was hugged tightly by Ling Xiaotian, obviously he didn't want her to speak now.

Ling Jingxiao stared at Eleven, but her eyebrows were unusually peaceful.

Eleven raised his head tremblingly, facing a pair of eyes that had no emotion.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered what Ling Jingxiao said to him yesterday before returning to the palace.

The affection between them cannot withstand squandering.

In the past, if this kind of thing happened, his tenth brother would definitely come to comfort him first, and he would not blame him whether it was his fault or not.

But Ling Jingxiao's slap just now completely broke his last delusion.