Shen Jiao originally thought that it was because she was young and impetuous and didn't know any better. She had watched too many pornographic movies, and the tyrant's good looks were so alluring that she couldn't control herself and became overwhelmed with lust, which caused her nose to bleed profusely.
She cursed herself for having such filthy thoughts and being so pathetic, while casually tearing off a piece of fine cloth to wipe her nosebleed. But as she wiped, something seemed a little off.
The nosebleed was so heavy it looked like it was cascading down a mountain. If it kept going like this, she'd probably be nothing but a withered skin when she died.
Just thinking about it is unbearable.
The nosebleed was continuous and incessant. She could even clearly feel her body being gradually emptied out. The trail of blood flowed through every cell in her body. She began to feel terrified and trembled uncontrollably.
The tyrant's sleeves were soaked with blood, and as she wiped her face, it turned bright red. She calmly switched to the other, dry sleeve and continued wiping.
Ji Yan: "..."
"Waaah... Your Majesty." Fearing the tyrant's wrath, Shen Jiao decided to strike first, bursting into tears with a loud wail. She wiped blood with her left hand and tears with her right, looking utterly pathetic. "Waaah... I have so much nosebleed!"
How many pig trotters, ribs, and fried chicken legs would it take to make up for this?
Seeing the hamster trembling with fear, Ji Yan fell into deep thought. In the past, whenever someone cried out in fear, he would find it noisy and simply kill them. But if he killed Chen Jiao, she might cry even louder.
No, no, it's too noisy. If it's too noisy, he won't be able to resist snapping the frizzy hamster's neck. The tyrant then thought of a second method: to gag her.
However, Shen Jiao's nosebleed was too severe and the fishy smell in her nasal cavity made her feel nauseous. The urge to vomit rose uncontrollably to her throat, and she began to vomit blood, which was truly embarrassing.
In this state, let alone stuffing a rag in, even stuffing in two leaves wouldn't be enough to keep it alive.
He didn't die, so the frizzy hamster can't die yet.
Ji Yan rejected the second method again and continued to think about whether to knock her unconscious with a chop to the neck. This way, there would be no noise and she wouldn't die. After thinking it over, this method was indeed suitable.
Just as he was secretly preparing to make his move, Shen Jiao grabbed his sticky, bloody hand tightly. "Waaah... I've lost so much blood, Your Majesty! It's such a waste of so much blood. Didn't you always want to eat Mao Xue Wang? Even though it's a nosebleed, adding more scallions should still make it smell delicious."
Ji Yan: "..."
She clung to Ji Yan's neck, nuzzling against him, and began to ramble incoherently: "If you don't like scallions, you can use cilantro instead. Your Majesty, hurry and get a basin, don't let my blood be sacrificed in vain, ugh..."
Ji Yan didn't even have time to grab a basin. Staring at the mess all over her body, her face darkened: "..."
Maybe we should just cut it down and call it a day.
...
In the end, Shen Jiao was lucky enough to escape being cut down. Her face gradually turned pale, almost transparent, and she was about to ascend to immortality.
Ji Yancai realized the seriousness of the situation, sealed her acupoints, and with a gloomy face, carried her to find Liang Heng.
Liang Heng, this pitiful single man, returned to the palace alone from Rongcheng. The long mountain road made his legs weak, and he almost lost half his life from exhaustion.
Having finally arrived at the palace, I had just washed up and was preparing for a good night's sleep to welcome my new sisters—no, to welcome a brand new tomorrow—when suddenly, a deafening "bang" was heard, and the door was kicked open.
The tyrant's aura was overwhelming, like a god-slaying abyss.
Liang Heng was so frightened that he jumped out of bed. He watched as the door shook a few times and finally broke into pieces. He almost shed tears of heartache. He was a grown man. Couldn't an adult have a complete door when he went to sleep?
"Your Majesty, what wind has brought you here..."
"Save her." Ji Yan interrupted him, his sinister face growing even colder, and placed the unconscious Shen Jiao on the bed.
Liang Heng had rarely seen such a tyrant. It was like the calm before a storm, but it harbored an unspeakable, raging fire that could destroy mountains and rivers at any moment.
Generally speaking, His Majesty prefers to use violence to suppress violence, vent his anger, and quell his rage, like a firecracker that can be lit at any moment. But at this moment, Shen Jiao, who was lying on the bed as weak as a kitten, left this supreme ruler at a loss for the first time. He couldn't decide whether to kill her or not. The tyrant was very anxious.
Upon seeing the blood-soaked Shen Jiao, Liang Heng immediately snapped out of his drowsiness. Adhering to his personal principle that pretty girls can only shed tears, not blood, he dared not waste any time and took her pulse.
As time passed, his furrowed brows gradually smoothed out. "Your Majesty, rest assured, Sister Shen just suddenly suffered a poisoning attack and bled a little. Consider it as detoxification, it's nothing serious."
Ji Yan stretched out her sleeve and said, "The blood she shed could make a dish. You tell me it's alright, Liang Heng, are you trying to die?"
"Oh my god, why didn't you come sooner, Your Majesty?" Liang Heng exclaimed in surprise, and instinctively touched his sleeve, his palm immediately turning red.
Seeing this, he quickly rummaged around and stuffed a few colorful pills into Shen Jiao's mouth. Then, he mustered all his strength, took out silver needles, and began to frantically pierce her wrists. After working for most of the hour, he touched Shen Jiao's wrists and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Liang Heng was exhausted. "Your Majesty, if you had arrived a quarter of an hour later, even a celestial being couldn't have brought him back."
Ji Yan felt guilty, but she didn't show it on her face. "I thought she had a nosebleed because she was inflamed."
Liang Heng chuckled, "What kind of fire? Samadhi True Fire?"
Ji Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "No, it's just that the way she looked at me just now was really lewd."
Liang Heng: "..." So, for the sake of the illness, could you elaborate on how erotic it is?
...
In the sleeping hall.
Ji Yan casually leaned against the edge of the bed, idly playing with the frizzy hamster's long hair, and soon she had braided dozens of delicate little braids.
"Is it pretty?" he asked habitually.
After waiting for a long time without any response, the usually fluffy hamster, which loved to shower others with compliments, lay quietly with its eyes closed, as fragile as a beautiful woman made of glass.
Ji Yan stared at Shen Jiao, who was still asleep, her expression indifferent, but her mind was so troubled that she wanted to kill someone.
He waved his hand in the air, and the Shadow Guards immediately appeared in front of him. He said, "Go, go, go, lead those good-for-nothings the way. I waited for them all night and they couldn't find me. They're so useless, they all deserve to die."
The shadow guard responded and left silently.
As soon as the shadow guard left, Ji Yan continued braiding her hair. "If you still don't wake up... I'll shave your hair off and give it to your good-for-nothing second brother as a scarf."
Shen Jiao did not wake up.
The tyrant seemed extremely annoyed and continued to threaten: "If you don't wake up, I'll make your muddle-headed mother remarry as a concubine to your muddle-headed older brother! I'll make your stupid old man marry into the family of a ninety-year-old widow to bring her good luck!"
The bedchamber was empty, with only Ji Yan's incessant chatter echoing in the background.
Shen Jiao was indeed unconscious in the early stages, but as the drug took effect, she became drowsy and gradually fell into a deep sleep. In her dream, she vaguely felt someone rubbing her face and gently saying, "Sleep, sleep. When you wake up, I will betroth you to a pig."
Shen Jiao: "..."
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