Chapter 21 Chapter 21 (Starting with an inverted V) The Sword Wielder...
The swordsman was silent for a while, knowing that if he didn't explain the reason now, the current master might really run to the villa halfway up the mountain to torture Li Baili severely after he left.
He gritted his teeth and said with a cold face, as if he had a deep hatred for Li Baili: "I will torture him myself. No one except me is allowed to torture him. No matter what."
The current leader raised his eyebrows, surprised and a little curious, and couldn't help asking, "Does kneeling and greeting count?"
The swordsman heard that he was testing him, and said with a grin, "Forget it."
The current man narrowed his eyes and thought: Did you have a past life relationship with him? Now you are entangled in love and hate, and you come to me to show off? Am I a part of your game?
The current emperor was silent for a moment, then asked, "Then I will grant him the privilege of not having to greet anyone he meets, what do you think?"
The Swordsman was a little tempted by this privilege and wanted to agree immediately, but then he thought that this might be too straightforward. But on second thought, he actually didn't hide it much.
His acting skills weren't that great, and even if he had concealed it, people with discerning eyes might not have failed to notice it. At this point, his appearance here was definitely related to Li Baili.
If he insists on saying that he has nothing to do with Li Baili, he will only be regarded as treating others as brainless fools, and others will probably just treat him as a fool.
"Yes," the Sword Bearer said slowly, as if he had thought it over carefully, "I also want the privilege of being able to go to him and torture him at any time."
Today, he sneered in his heart: You think everyone else is blind, right? You think everyone in the world is stupid, right? You are so obvious, you obviously like him!
Who would ask for privileges if they hate someone? Who would want to see him every day if they hate him? Torture him? Do you believe what you say?
I want to see how you torture me!
If you don't torture me enough, I will torture him myself and turn him into a meat paste! I want to see if you like it when he turns into a meat paste!
Just wait for me!
"Okay!" After venting his anger in his heart, he closed his eyes, suppressed the sneer on his face, remained calm, and answered without hesitation, as if he was not angry at all.
Just hearing these words, it seems that he is indeed very tolerant and generous.
But the distance between him and the swordsman was too close, so he couldn't help seeing clearly. When he lowered his eyes, he knew that the current person was not doing it willingly, which was normal.
No matter who it is, no one would be happy if someone threatened them with a sword at their neck. And even more so if they were forced to do something under threat. No matter what, they would not be willing to do it.
Based on the Sword Holder's understanding of the present day, when the present day frowned, the Sword Holder knew that even after hearing his answer, the present day had not let down its guard against Li Baili. In fact, this was also the case in the past.
When Li Baili did nothing, the present emperor suspected him. When Li Baili did everything and the present emperor knew nothing, the present emperor still suspected him.
Anyway, people are going to suspect Li Baili now.
I don't know whether he simply dislikes Li Baili, or simply dislikes Li Baili's identity as the emperor of the previous dynasty, so he is unwilling to let him go no matter what, and even more unwilling to give up suspecting him.
Now that this has happened, it would be strange if the present emperor suddenly stopped doubting. The Swordsman would suspect that the present emperor actually hit his head when he went out.
But being doubted is never a good thing.
The Sword Bearer did not want Li Baili's peaceful life in the villa halfway up the mountain to be disrupted.
It’s already troublesome enough that people come to my door every other day and I have to kneel and kowtow. If it gets even more troublesome than it is now, I won’t be able to survive!
We have to do something.
What is something that has a long-lasting effect and can threaten others to make them act according to your ideas?
Poisoning.
The swordsman took out a pink and white pill and handed it to the current emperor. He smiled very gently and even said politely: "Please take this, so that I can rest assured that you will not torture Li Baili without my permission in the future when I know nothing about it."
The sword bearer paused for a moment, thinking that he should add a sentence here to express that he really cared about Li Baili, but really didn't like him. He explained with a blank expression and a serious manner as if it was a business matter: "If someone else tortures him, but it is not Your Majesty's order, I will make him bleed at home every day and can't do anything, and Your Majesty will not be affected in any way.
But if Your Majesty eats this, he will still torture Li Baili..."
When the swordsman thought of such a scene, he could not control the smile on his face. The corners of his lips slightly raised, his eyebrows quietly bent, and he leaned close to the emperor's ear and whispered, "Your Majesty must be heartbroken and unable to do anything. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. I am looking forward to it."
He really wanted to laugh wildly at that time, but he was afraid of scaring the people around him, so he tried hard to control himself. However, he couldn't stop the smile on his face, so he lost control.
So much so that all the people around him were staring at him, and his originally expressionless face gradually revealed a smile of uncontrollable joy and subtle madness, as if he was really happy and really crazy.
Everyone present shuddered.
It's not because of the cold, nor because of fear, but a subconscious reaction of the body as things gradually get out of control and they are faced with situations that they cannot understand.
The current emperor was quite surprised and looked at the swordsman. He did not expect that he carried poison with him.
After all, he was holding a sword in his hand, as if he was an upright swordsman. If he wanted to kill someone, he only needed the sword and there was no need for poison at all.
Even if poison is to be used, it must be applied to the blade of the sword, so that the enemy will be naturally poisoned when injured, and whether he will suffer or die depends on the effectiveness of the poison.
What he didn't expect was the kind of hard-to-conceal, almost crazy smile on the swordsman's face. He was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.
After all, when the Swordsman first appeared, he gave him the impression of a calm, rational, and indifferent assassin. He didn't even seem like someone who was assigned here.
He asked who ordered the sword bearer just to delay time. He searched his head but couldn't find anyone who could have ordered him.
Unexpectedly, just when he had given up on finding the answer to this question and thought that the Sword Holder was acting out of his heart, the Sword Holder suddenly laughed, breaking his perception.
In his mind, anyone who is a little crazy is most likely being controlled by someone, but he couldn't think of who in the world has the ability to control someone with such powerful martial arts skills.
After all, when a person with great martial arts skills goes mad, no one can control him. If they are not careful, they will all die together and it will be unknown who controls whom. So what is the point of driving them crazy?
Today I feel like my brain is turning into a mess.
At the same time, he suddenly realized one thing. When the swordsman approached him, he didn't feel the man breathing.
Could this be a dead person? I have never heard of a dead person being able to move freely. Could this be a sword that has become a spirit? That would be even more strange! As for the good things, they are all in the palace. The swords in the palace have not become spirits, so how come the ones outside have become spirits?
After the Sword Holder left, he had to send someone to investigate thoroughly! Anyway, the Sword Holder only forbade him to torture Li Baili, but he didn't say that he was not allowed to check the news!
Maybe the Sword Holder felt that no one could find out anything about him, so he acted so recklessly. We would have to check it out to find out.
Now I have made up my mind secretly.
"Eat it." The swordsman pushed the pill in front of the current ruler. His smile gradually disappeared, his facial expression became calm, and his whole body became cold again, as if nothing had happened just now.
But after everyone present witnessed it, they could no longer pretend that nothing had happened. They were all terrified and almost lost the idea of rushing forward to save people.
They couldn't help but comfort themselves in their hearts: Maybe nothing will happen? After all, the people today are appointed by heaven, blessed with great fortunes and great destiny, and they must be different from ordinary people!
Only the old eunuch clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, thinking: If that man with the sword really dares to do something terrible to the emperor, I will fight him to the death! He will never succeed!
The present emperor glanced at the sword holder and saw that he had the same expressionless look as when he came. He reached out to take the pill and swallowed it in one gulp. It tasted sour and sweet, and even had a floral scent.
However, he swallowed it without having the time to taste it carefully, so he couldn't tell what the fragrance was for a moment, so that when he looked at the swordsman again, his expression was a little weird.
The swordsman didn't care about it. He just felt that he had done what he should do and could leave. He put away his weapon and stepped back. He was happy, even excited, but there was no expression on his face.
Because he remembered that there were so many people here, he'd better keep a straight face, lest they review it later, and who knows what strange things they might think of.
But a smile still leaked out of his eyes, like melted amber honey that could not be contained, sweet and sticky, as if he had suddenly been relieved.
Judging from the fact that he could return to the villa halfway up the mountain immediately, he did feel relieved.
"Thank you very much," the sword bearer said politely, and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone, leaving only a faint voice, like a wisp of smoke, "I hope Your Majesty will keep his promise."
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect him to come and go so quietly and untraceably. They took a deep breath.
He raised his hand and touched his neck, and felt that the wound on his neck had scabbed over, so it was no big deal. He then touched the bloody hole in his body, and found that blood was still flowing out, but not much. It just smelled a little stronger, so there was no danger to his life.
The chief eunuch was the first to react, and he shouted to the people around him, "Go call the imperial physician!"
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