Xiao Yan lowered his head and stared at the celadon teacup in his hand.

The light-colored jasmine tea has cooled and exudes a faint tea aroma that seems to be no different from usual.

Subsequently, the tea fell from its hands, but it did not break, and the stone surface soaked in the tea became a little white.

Xiao Yan suppressed his sudden and rapid breathing, raised his hand to cover his mouth tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

A wisp of blood slowly oozed from his fingers and dripped onto the green jade tabletop, red and black, shocking.

Xiao Yan couldn't support it anymore, and with a "poof", he fell to the ground.

His body arched in pain, and then curled up in a ball, one hand crushing at the hard ground, the other touching his waist.

"Smack-"

Xiao Yan has been strapped to a dagger around his waist, and at this moment he fell to the ground because of the violent movement, and the stone surface collided with the weapon with a crisp sound, and the dagger fell far away at once, and he no longer had the strength to pick it up. ŴŴŴ.

He could only grit his teeth and let out a muffled whimper from his throat, like a wounded and dying beast.

Because the fingers that were digging at the ground were too hard, his slender and white fingertips had cracked, and blood stained the entire palm.

Ten fingers to heart.

But even so, Xiao Yan was trying hard to control the blood on the corners of his lips and fingers, not to stain his clothes, and for this reason, the pale lip flap was already mottled with blood......

Because this dress was given to him by Chu Yi.

I don't know how long it took, maybe he was used to this kind of pain, Xiao Yan tried to move his already miserable fingers again.

He raised his hand, and finally grabbed the long sword that had just been placed in its scabbard on the table.

With the last of his strength, he lifted his arm, and the sleeve of his shirt slid down, revealing his pale wrist, and then, with a trembling slash, slashed at his forearm.

Blood, gathered into a cup of tea.

"Still, still...... Dirty ......"

The boy's lament sounded softly.

Bright red blood, eventually spreading along the arms, elbows, and cuffs.

When Jiang Zhiying came back, he saw such a strange scene.

The young man fell motionless in a pool of half-coagulated blood, most of his dark clothes were soaked with blood, because of the color, he couldn't see anything, but the whole was darker.

He had a sheathed sword and dagger thrown at his side, and in his hand, covered in blood and small wounds, he clutched a ceramic teacup.

"Childe!"

Jiang Zhiying used all his strength to let out a cry full of horror.

The blood all over his body seemed to be congealed, because for a moment, he was not sure whether Childe was dead or alive.

"I ...... Not...... ...... thing"

The young man in the pool of blood made a small sound and slowly got up, his ink hair scattered, revealing a handsome face stained with blood stains.

Unlike in the past, this face is as cold as jade, but the thin lips seem to be smeared with crimson.

The amber phoenix eyes were even more bloodshot, strange and bewitching.

His voice was hoarse as if a hole had been broken in his throat, the cold wind was howling, and every word made people feel a chill: "I can't die, don't worry......"

I've heard this more than once.

Every time, after Childe is injured, he will comfort him like this.

But after coming to Yan Kingdom, Gongzi had not been injured for a long time, so that he lost his vigilance, and even felt that Gongzi was strange and terrifying.

Looking at Xiao Yan like this, he couldn't help but take half a step back.

It's really because the current son, as if he had just died once, exudes a creepy aura on his body, which makes people shudder.

And that kind of look also reminded him of the first time he saw him in the Yongguo Cold Palace many years ago, his eyes were like this, bright, cold, obviously dying, but he never closed his eyes.

Realizing what he had done, his face stiffened slightly, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward, stammering and explaining: "I, my subordinate...... Subordinates are not ......"

He didn't know how to explain his actions to Childe, but he knew that he must have broken Childe's heart.

Xiao Yan noticed the retreat of the shadow, but he didn't care.

Maybe he used to care, but people, they're always afraid of monsters.

He held the teacup with a little force, and with a "click", the celadon teacup had cracked, and several pieces of porcelain pierced his hand, which was also stained with blood.

"It's because the tea was poisoned," he didn't mention the matter of the retreat of the shadow, but just explained in a cold voice, "But fortunately, there are still a few pills left in the detoxification pill left by Wei Rudai, and I'm fine." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Yan raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be poisoned...... Fortunately, fortunately, it was poisoned," Jiang Zhiying finally came back to his senses as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, patted his chest, breathed a long sigh of relief, regained some composure, and couldn't help but mutter, "Wei ...... Rudai is still somewhat useful. ”

Fortunately, it was poisoned, and few people knew that Childe, the last thing he was afraid of was poisoning.

The younger sister of His Royal Highness, Concubine Xiang Wei Rudai is a well-known ghost doctor in the rivers and lakes, I heard that she is the best at detoxification, and now, although the ghost doctor is gone, the elixir she left is still there.

And, a lot.

The people who want to kill Gongzi over the years will occasionally give him some strange poisons, but after Gongzi eats the antidote left by Wei Rudai, he can easily resolve it.

Later, the Yongguo people also seemed to realize this, and no longer poisoned, but turned to assassination.

"Wait, if it's poisoned, then prove the person who did it-" Jiang Zhiying carefully helped Xiao Yan up, looked at his bloody ten fingers with some unbearable eyes, and got up to look for gauze.

He suddenly thought of something, his hand froze, and his face was ugly.

Xiao Yan's brain hurt badly, and he didn't know if it was the sequelae of poisoning, which made it difficult for him to concentrate and think.

After being helped into the room by Jiang Zhiying, he pressed his eyebrows hard, and his tone was mocking: "Hehe, the people of Yongguo have experience in poisoning, they want to kill me, and they won't poison me." ”

"Yes," Jiang Zhiying nodded repeatedly, he wanted to get up and smell the tea, but after thinking about it, forget it, "If you go down in the tea...... That tea was freshly brewed by his subordinates before they went to Wenyuan Pavilion to guard in the early morning, and after brewing, he drank two sips, and it was fine, that is to say, the poison was put in after his subordinates left. ”

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and adjusted his internal breath.

I heard Jiang Zhiying sigh beside him: "Someone sneaked into Mingyue's majesty to poison, and you didn't even notice it, what a high martial art it must be......"

"Ah, this." The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched.

He didn't say it, maybe not because of his martial arts, but because he had a very heavy dream.

It's embarrassing, every time he dreams like that, he loses consciousness......

Jiang Zhiying slapped his head, suddenly took out a note, and said, "Childe, this is the letter that the eldest brother passed to his subordinates just now." ”

Xiao Yan took the letter expressionlessly and only glanced at it.

"I know who poisoned me."

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