Gu Shiyi looked at him, with only one thing in his eyes -

what have you done? Don't you know what's going on in your mind?

And let him tell you in detail, who of them drugged Brother Jing?

Yan Zixiu also knew that his question was a bit abrupt, so he put his fist to his lips and coughed, "That day, I was also drugged, so I can't remember some things clearly."

He is a ruthless person.

It's not enough to just drug Brother Jing, he also has to have a share.

Gu Shiyi glanced at Li Fengzhi, and then said, "I don't know much about what happened that day."

After all, that incident was a scandal, and it would only make outsiders laugh if it was spread out.

But Gu Shiyi's mother and Xie Wanxin are sisters. After hearing about Jing Shaoci and Yan Zixiu's marriage, she was shocked and asked the reason.

Xie Guanxin didn't say much, only that Jing Shaoci lost consciousness that night, and after she was tricked by Yan Zixiu, she saw the two of them lying naked together.

It was the first time that Li Fengzhi heard such a secret, and while he was surprised, he also had an indescribable sense of disharmony in his heart.

In the past, Yan Zixiu could do such a thing, and he would not feel surprised at all, but now, he felt that Zixiu would not be the kind of person who would do such a thing.

This feeling is a bit like looking in a mirror. It is obvious that the person inside and outside the mirror is the same person, but you can still distinguish the real from the fake.

After hearing this, Yan Zixiu's expression began to become thoughtful.

Judging from what Gu Shiyi said, he also knew only part of the story. It would be better to go home and ask Jing Shaoci first.

"Manager Li, I'm going back first."

Before leaving, he told him that he agreed to partner with the newcomers of Xingyi on the variety show.

But after hearing what he said, Gu Shiyi raised his eyebrows with a wicked smile.

When going out and getting on the elevator, Yan Zixiu looked at Xiaohong and said, "You stay here and if Gu Shiyi has any bad intentions towards Li Jingji, you take him away."

"Take him away?" Xiaohong held her face with both hands, blinked her eyes and said, "Take him away to the underworld?"

Yan Zixiu's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Xiaohong, you can't kill anyone at any time." If

your hands are stained with blood, you will definitely become a fierce ghost, and your end will be either your soul will be scattered or you will fall into the animal world.

Although he didn't know the cause of Xiaohong's death, he could see that she must have been a good girl when she was alive.

Such a person should go to reincarnation and reincarnate, and should not have such an end.

"Yes, sir, I know." Xiaohong responded weakly.

Seeing this, Yan Zixiu smiled lightly and touched her head, and Xiaohong immediately became energetic.

After returning home, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

[Jing Shaoci, when will you be back tonight?]

Jing Shaoci did not reply immediately after seeing this message, but called the administrative secretary in.

"What are your plans for the afternoon and evening?"

After the secretary explained one by one, Jing Shaoci said, "The financial report meeting will be held as usual, and all others will be cancelled."

"Okay, I got it."

After the secretary left, he picked up the phone and replied to the message.

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After seeing this message, Yan Zixiu tilted his head in confusion, but in a blink of an eye, he forgot about it.

When Jing Shaoci got home in the afternoon, Yan Zixiu was holding Xie Chongyun's potted plants at home.

After entering the room, he naturally took his brother from the other's arms, and then said, "You have something to ask me."

Yan Zixiu didn't expect him to come back so early, and said, "Let's go back to the room and talk."

The two of them first carried Xie Chongyun back to the baby room, and then went back to the bedroom together.

Jing Shaoci took off his coat, and then said while unbuttoning his cuffs, "Go ahead."

Yan Zixiu's lips tightened, and after a while he said, "Did we perform the Zhougong ceremony on the day I drugged you?"

"Pah——" The cufflinks on Jing Shaoci's right hand fell to the ground.

He turned his head to look at Yan Zixiu, and the emotion in his black eyes could almost be described as gloomy.

After an unknown amount of time, he spoke in a cold voice, "You said yes or no."

Yan Zixiu looked at him and suddenly reacted, "It's my fault."

Jing Shaoci's emotions just calmed down a little, and then he heard him say, "I can't even forget you."

Jing Shaoci's expression suddenly changed color. He tried to hold back again and again, but still couldn't control his emotions, "Yan Zixiu!"

Yan Zixiu, who was immersed in thinking, raised his head and said, "What's the matter?"

Looking at his nonchalant look, Jing Shaoci gritted his teeth and said, "Before that incident, I was able to do it."

Although he hadn't touched anyone, how could he not know whether his physiological reaction was normal or not.

Yan Zixiu suddenly stood up from the chair, "You can do it?!"

That means that Jing Shaoci's soul was lost that night.

It seems that the original owner did not drug you, but used some underworld tricks.

Thinking of this, he looked at Jing Shaoci and said solemnly: "Can you tell me the whole process of him drugging you, preferably in every detail, and don't leave out any small movements you can remember."

Jing Shaoci was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said: "Him?"

Yan Zixiu realized that he had let the cat out of the bag in a hurry, but he was not good at lying and covering up. After several seconds, he squeezed out a sentence and said: "Just now... I made a slip of the tongue."

All his expressions were seen by Jing Shaoci, including those extremely unnatural changes in emotions.

A dark light flashed in Jing Shaoci's eyes, and his tone suddenly became intriguing. "Let me tell you about what you did?"

Yan Zixiu had thought of a reply for this question in advance.

"I was too nervous when I did something bad, and I have forgotten most of the process."

It was the first time Jing Shaoci saw someone say the four words "I did something bad" so well, as if he had not done it at all.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to hear it?"

"Yes." Yan Zixiu nodded.

In fact, regarding what happened that day, Jing Shaoci only remembered that he drank a cup of tea, and then he lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, his mother appeared in the hotel room.

But there is one thing he can be sure of, that is, although he and Yan Zixiu were both naked, he definitely did not touch each other.

Yan Zixiu frowned hard, "Tea? What does it taste like?"

Jing Shaoci thought carefully, and then said, "It's a bit like low-quality aged tea. It has a fishy smell when it enters the mouth. The moment you swallow it, there is a taste of mud after rain in your throat."

Corpse soil.

These three words quickly popped up in Yan Zixiu's mind, and his expression was a little heavy.

Seeing that he looked thoughtful, Jing Shaoci did not interrupt him, but just looked at him silently.

After a long while, Yan Zixiu asked again: "Have any strange patterns appeared on your body since then?"

Jing Shaoci closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, and said: "There is no pattern, but a red spot appeared under my right shoulder, and the swollen part around it was a little painful, but it disappeared after a few days." Yan

Zixiu bit his right thumb and tapped the position of his lips with his index finger.

Now the process of the lost soul has become clearer and clearer.

But there is one thing he really can't figure out.

The original owner was taken care of by the Jing family and wanted to marry Jing Shaoci. No matter from which angle you look at it, there is no reason to harm Jing Shaoci's life.

Even if he coveted the Jing family's property, regardless of whether Xie Wanxin could get pregnant again after Jing Shaoci's death, Jing Fengyi would never hand Yunsheng over to an outsider like him.

He could see this clearly. He had lived in the Jing family for five years and it was impossible for him not to understand.

So, what was the original owner trying to do?

Jing Shaoci saw Yan Zixiu thinking about it, and suddenly turned around and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Then, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated.

He clicked on the dialogue box with Yan Zixiu's name, and a message of transferring 1,000 yuan appeared on it.

"Jing Shaoci, I want to buy your dream tonight."

Jing Shaoci raised his head stiffly, "Buy, dream?"

"Yes." Yan Zixiu said seriously: "This matter is of great importance, I must personally enter your dream to see it."

After dinner, the two returned to the bedroom early.

After taking a shower, Yan Zixiu pulled Jing Shaoci to lie on the bed.

"Don't be nervous after closing your eyes, just keep recalling the memory of that day."

Jing Shaoci said in a low voice, then lay down and covered himself with the quilt.

Yan Zixiu took out the talisman paper he had prepared in advance, and then drew something on the palm of his left hand with cinnabar. After lying down, he held hands with the other party in the quilt.

Jing Shaoci originally thought that he would not fall asleep easily, but not long after Yan Zixiu lay down beside him, his consciousness began to become fuzzy.

After entering the dream, time instantly went back to four years ago.

At this time, Jing Shaoci was clearly aware that he was dreaming, but his every move was completely out of his control. Just like a wound-up spring, his limbs and expressions were changing involuntarily.

After receiving Yan Zixiu's message, he went directly to the hotel at the address after finishing the company's work in the afternoon.

When he pushed open the door of the restaurant's private room, Yan Zixiu stood up with a smile and said, "Brother Jing, you are here."

Jing Shaoci felt disgusted in his heart, but his body automatically walked towards him.

Yan Zixiu had ordered the dishes in advance, and after they were all served, the waiter closed the door and went out.

"You sent me a message saying you had something to tell me. What was it?"

Jing Shaoci was not on guard against Yan Zixiu at the time, because in his eyes, he was just like Gu Shiyi, his younger brother.

Yan Zixiu smiled and moved closer to him, "What do I want? Can you give it to me, Brother Jing?" Jing

Shaoci thought he wanted to buy something again, so he hummed expressionlessly.

Hearing this, Yan Zixiu's smile became even brighter. He picked up the teapot beside him and poured him a cup of tea, saying, "You are still the best to me."

Jing Shaoci did not agree with this, but still picked up the teacup under the other's eager gaze.

At this moment, a pale and slender hand tightly grasped his wrist.

The sudden change seemed to break the shackles on him.

Jing Shaoci looked in the direction of his fingertips and saw a man wearing a purple gold jade crown and a black robe with a silver dragon. The

man's black hair and white belt fell to his waist. Even though he couldn't see his appearance clearly, Jing Shaoci felt what a divine appearance was.

Just like the bright moon hanging in the sky, even if you just look at it like this, you will have a sense of holiness.

He stared at the man without blinking until Yan Zixiu beside him spoke up and pulled him back.

"Brother Jing, what are you looking at?"

Yan Zixiu seemed to be unable to see the man next to him.

Jing Shaoci, who realized this, was unaware and just said indifferently: "Nothing."

Just after he finished speaking, the hand holding his wrist suddenly disappeared.

Jing Shaoci instantly returned to the original plot mode, picked up the teacup and raised it to his mouth.

At this moment, a slightly cold hand touched the back of his hand, and the tea that was about to enter his mouth suddenly changed direction and fell directly to the ground.

Yan Zixiu was frightened by this sudden change, and a bit of panic appeared on his face, "Brother Jing, why don't you drink it."

"This tea is a little cold."

Jing Shaoci did not speak, and this sentence was said by the man behind him.

But Yan Zixiu seemed to be unaware, and picked up the teapot and poured him another cup.

When the teacup was passed to him, the man took it, then tilted his head back and drank it all.

At this moment, Jing Shaoci's heart was suddenly startled, and he blurted out: "Yan Zixiu, don't drink!"

At this moment, Yan Zixiu jumped out of Jing Shaoci's dream.

He woke up, but the other party did not wake up.

After Jing Shaoci shouted this sentence in his dream, his eyes went black and he knew nothing.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself standing in a place that looked like an underground palace, surrounded by a dozen soldiers holding torches.

Jing Shaoci looked around, and when he looked down, he found that he was wearing a suit of black iron armor and a sword at his waist.

The underground palace was very empty, with only a sunken wood coffin in the middle, which was carried by four dragons.

Although he was in a dream, he felt heartbroken at the moment. The despair and pain surged up his throat, making Jing Shaoci's eyes red.

He resisted the feeling of lingering and walked towards the coffin step by step.

The coffin lid was half-closed, and inside lay a man in a black robe with a silver dragon.

The man's face was pale and scary, as if all the blood in his body had been drained out, leaving not a drop.

Jing Shaoci watched himself reach in, but just when he was about to touch the man's cheek, he curled his fingers.

"I know, you're not."

Just saying these few words, he felt like crying blood with every word, every word seemed to be cutting into his heart, and his mouth tasted of blood.

"You're not."

He didn't know what kind of despair made the man choose to end everything with death.

All the power and wantonness he once had have all collapsed.

The man just lay quietly in the coffin, and he could no longer hear what he said.

That frail body seemed to have been struggling for many years, and was finally freed the moment he closed his eyes.

Jing Shaoci looked at him again and again until the deputy general said in a heavy tone: "Master, it's time."

The tears in his eyes finally fell and dripped onto the man's brow.

Jing Shaoci opened his mouth and said with trembling lips: "You know, he can't protect anything, so he has to pretend to be indifferent."