Text Chapter 4: The Ruthless Man

However, it seems quite interesting to see her fleeing in the wilderness, and her daring to stab him?

At this moment, how can this man's face still be a little confused, or simply look like he is defenseless against anyone?

Raising his brow slightly, he raised his hand, his slender fingers striking three irregular noises on the edge of the wooden bed.

Suddenly, a black-clothed secret guard appeared silently in the side hall, knelt on one knee as a salute, and clasped his fists to worship, "My subordinates are late to save the car, please punish the lord." ”

"Three-petaled plum." Words that seemed to have no beginning or end suddenly popped out of his mouth, and then there was a long silence.

After a while, he spoke again: "I will go back to the base to train for two months and return to the assessment...... Let Dark Eleven come. ”

As soon as the words fell, another black-clothed dark guard appeared in front of him, and after worshipping in the same posture, he presented a small milky white porcelain vase with both hands.

When the secret guard heard this, he only clenched his fists and bowed his head, "Thirteen, thank you for the grace of the Lord not to kill, I will definitely train hard, and strive to improve the secret arts." The voice was sonorous and full of gratitude.

Seeing the man's bow, he made a respectful gesture of retreating, and then, as when he came, he suddenly disappeared silently.

The man waved his hand to the person behind him, and said nothing else, only to see that the man also disappeared in an instant, without a trace.

He pulled out the red cloth on the porcelain bottle, poured out the light brown pill inside, fed it into his mouth, sat cross-legged, and began to use his internal force to regulate pranayama.

You must know that the medicine of the three-petal plum is extraordinarily strong, even if he has the antidote in hand, he must also mobilize the internal force in time to catalyze the ingredients in the antidote in order to absorb and take effect.

If there is no antidote, then you can only have sex with others to have an antidote.

What's even more terrifying is that the object of love must still be a virgin. And after the sex is completed, the woman will be replenished because of the Yuan Yin and will age rapidly. After just seven days, she will have goosebumps, just like an old woman.

There is no way to hide this abnormal phenomenon, and at that time, people in the capital and even all over the country will know: His Royal Highness King Yu doesn't know what kind of anti-heaven evil art he has practiced, and he can actually make up for the woman's Yuan Yin through Jiaohuan!

Even if his father was still willing to believe in him, he had to take into account the public opinion and snub him and "punish" him.

The sinister intentions of his murderers can be seen.

Fortunately, the woman just now stabbed him in order to protect herself, otherwise he might not have this clarity now, where could he wait for Eleven to send the antidote.

The sword's eyebrows furrowed, and there were a few obvious hints of anger in his closed eyes, and no one noticed.

After pranayama, he said to the empty room, "Find her." ”

Then he got up and walked towards the banquet, if he left for too long, he would inevitably let those who had a heart play right and wrong in front of his father.

After running out for a long time, Su Muwan found that it was already twilight at this moment, and she really slept for a lot of time in this little nap, and at this moment, it should be time to leave the palace, and I don't know if my father was in a hurry to find her.

As she walked, she remembered what happened just now, and a wry smile bloomed at the corner of her lips, and Su Muwan spit on herself at that moment.

Obviously she is the person she hates to the bone, the person who can't be killed, the delicate knife in the palm of her hand, obviously cuts through his skin, but she can't do it.

On the golden wind and jade terrace where the emperor held a banquet, singing and dancing endlessly. But most of the ministers at the table were already slightly drunk, and the emperor on the high platform was even more drunk, and he was already lying on the table, muttering that someone would help him back to the palace to rest.

It was at this time that Su Muwan returned to the banquet, and just happened to catch a glimpse of the scene where the queen mother went over to help the emperor get up.

The hall was brightly lit, and the woman's face seemed to be glowing, teaching her not to see the truth.

But looking at the light and slow movements of the queen mother, I felt the good atmosphere in this hall that seemed to be soft. Su Muwan instinctively felt that the couple should be respectful and harmonious.

I suddenly felt a little envious in my heart, and then I shook my head again, as if I wanted to shake this thought out of my head.

She is a person who was reborn with hatred, and the hatred of her previous life is vivid, where can she think carefully and then talk about love?