Chapter Twenty-Seven: Counting Him, Almost Killed!

Huo Siyu rushed into the side hall.

The cigarette curled and smelled good, Huo Siyu didn't have time to think about it, and ran directly to the bed.

There seemed to be a man lying on the bed.

He lifted the covers, only to find only a few pillows on the bed.

"I've been tricked."

Huo Siyu furrowed his eyebrows heavily.

The moment he turned around, he felt the scene in front of him shaking.

He instantly realized that there was something wrong with the incense in the house.

But it's already too late.

The smell rushed into his brain and was taking away his consciousness.

The door creaked open.

Huo Si Yuqiang looked over, and Su Man, who was dressed in a blue dress, slowly walked in.

But in Huo Siyu's eyes, that person's appearance became Su Duhuan.

"The Ninth Prince."

Su Man stepped forward cautiously.

Huo Si Yuyi grabbed her wrist: "Huan'er? Are you okay? ”

Su Man's face froze, and then he held Huo Siyu's hand: "The courtiers are fine." ”

Even if it is regarded as Su Duhuan!

As long as the goal is achieved, as long as this time is successful, she will turn over.

"Lord Wang, the courtiers will help you to rest!"

Huo Siyu shook his head violently, and the face of the person in front of him seemed to change slightly.

"...... Get out of the way, Huan'er won't talk to this king like this. ”

Huan'er in memory is proud and tenacious, and will not speak to him in such a flattering tone.

"Lord Wang......" Su Man was crying, but still did not give up and approached Huo Siyu.

A soft touch hits.

Huo Siyu was hot, and he kicked Su Man to the ground.

Su Man's head was sweating painfully.

But she couldn't let Huo Siyu go.

The emperor's people are coming soon, and they can't give up this opportunity!

She struggled to get up and hugged Huo Siyu's legs.

"Lord, don't go......"

"Su Man! You're looking for death! ”

Huo Siyu's eyes were scarlet, and when he turned his head, those eyes were like ghosts in the dark night, emitting a cold light.

He grabbed Su Man's neck and pressed her to the ground.

Su Man was choked in his breath, his mouth was open, and he couldn't say half a word.

The effect of the medicine in his body became stronger and stronger, and in order to stay awake, Huo Siyu took out a dagger and stabbed it directly into his thigh.

Seeing this, Su Man's eyes widened in shock.

He...... I'd rather harm myself than settle for it.

"Wang ......"

Su Man struggled to utter a syllable.

Huo Siyu pulled out the dagger, and blood splashed Su Man's face, her eyes were even more frightened, but her heart was excited.

She likes such a Nine Princes.

The more such a person, the easier it is to get the throne!

And she is the one who can be worthy of him.

But the next moment, the dagger was directly inserted into Su Man's shoulder, and she couldn't cry out in pain.

Huo Siyu's reason was being swallowed up little by little.

He thought of Su Qianhuan, who died in his arms in the previous life, and thought of her mutilated body.

"Su Man... Killing you a hundred times will not be enough to appease the wrath of this king. ”

Su Man saw an eruption of anger in his eyes.

She couldn't understand why Huo Siyu hated her so much!

It must have been something Su Duhuan said.

She grabbed Huo Siyu's hand and said with difficulty: "Wang...... Rajah... Sister is not ......"

Without waiting for her to finish, Huo Siyu roared angrily: "What qualifications do you have to mention her!" Shut up this king! ”

"Lord Wang...... Courtiers have always been ......"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door.

Su Man's heart finally let go.

Great, here they are.