Quick Transmigration: The Crazy Host is Again Collapsing the Plot

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[Quick Transmigration with two male leads, cool and sweet] [Both strong, both clean, 1v1]

Prisoner No. 001 of the Heavenly Realm, Si Jin, due ...

Chapter 1017 The Tyrannical Ninth Prince: Crazy During the Day, Turns into a Cat at Night 2

The gleaming sword was pressed against his neck, and Mu Siyu's heart leaped into his throat.

My hands and feet were ice cold, and my whole body was trembling involuntarily.

That's not right, it shouldn't be like this...

He had clearly used medicine to seal Mu Sijin's spiritual meridians, so how could he still have the strength to point a sword at himself?

Mu Siyu tried to escape, but Si Jin had already closed the door even faster.

With nowhere else to retreat, he could only turn around and shout, "Yes! I value it!"

"I am never the same as you."

“My mother is not the empress, and I am not the crown prince.”

"You have no idea how terrified I was when I was sent to other countries as a hostage!"

"Mu Sijin, you are good to me, taking care of my daily life and even privately admonishing the other princes to treat me equally, but I am also good to you."

Mu Siyu frantically turned his already abnormal mind around, uttering incoherent words.

"I also told the other concubines not to bully you, but they wouldn't listen. What can I do?"

"And what about your mother?" Si Jin's sword slowly pierced his neck, drawing out a string of blood beads: "You watched her die, what wrong did she do?"

"She was of lowly status, born as a palace maid, she deserved to die!"

Mu Siyu wore an almost manic smile, deliberately speaking to provoke Si Jin into anger.

Then, taking advantage of Si Jin's distraction, she suddenly pulled out the hairpin from her head and stabbed it fiercely towards the boy's neck.

*Pfft*

Suddenly, the hairpin flipped and pierced his hand.

"Ahhhh—"

Mu Siyu cried out, his lips turning white in an instant.

As if seeing a ghost, he stared at his blood-soaked right hand, "You...you..."

At this moment, Si Jin's expression relaxed, and she said leisurely, "I originally thought that it was my father and mother who wronged you by making you a hostage. If you still have a shred of conscience, I will apologize to you on their behalf."

As he spoke, the smile on his lips grew increasingly cold: "But now, I'm certain I can kill you without restraint, and I'll torture you mercilessly~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword pierced through Mu Siyu's shoulder again.

Amidst the other person's screams, he kicked him in the stomach.

Mu Siyu screamed as he was kicked away, smashing through the door in the process.

With a "thud," it fell solidly onto the white stone ground outside the hall.

I'm having trouble breathing; it feels like my heart is about to stop.

The palace maids who witnessed this scene were terrified and quickly ran out to report the news.

The accompanying guards also surrounded him, blocking Mu Siyu's way and coldly reminding him.

"Your Majesty, the wedding ceremony has not yet begun. Please return to the palace as soon as possible and wait."

"Wait?" Si Jin said with a smile, "I am waiting for your useless emperor to come."

No one noticed that he changed his title to "This Prince"—the self-reference used exclusively by the Crown Prince of Northern Qi.

Si Jin raised the tip of his sword and pointed it at the guard commander brought by Mu Siyu: "Bring me a chair."

The commander ignored him, instead giving a disdainful smile, thinking that Si Jin had simply gone mad.

A deposed crown prince whose kingdom was destroyed has been reduced to a concubine. What kind of prestige is he showing off in the Southern Liang palace?

He ignored Si Jin, treating it as a joke, and cheerfully turned to give his orders.

"The Empress has gone mad! You two lock him in a room and tie him up. You two hurry and take the Imperial Noble Consort to see the Empress Dowager..."

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Before he could finish speaking, his tongue and ears were severed by Si Jin's sword.

They landed on the ground one after another, making several eerie thuds.

Si Jin's gentle yet cool voice, mixed with the stench of blood, once again reached everyone's ears.

"The commander can't understand human language and keeps talking nonsense. He might as well lose his ears and tongue."

After saying that, he pointed the tip of his sword at a guard: "You... go and bring me a chair. As for the rest of you, anyone who dares to save Mu Siyu, don't even think about leaving my palace alive."