Chapter 174 Only when facing Ying Shiyi will he show his only bit of warmth
Xiao Jiwu's face was full of sarcasm: "Do you really think that I will be threatened by you? You are really stupid to the extreme. If Madam Chu knew about the stupid things you did, I am afraid she would be so angry that she would come back to life even if she died."
"I believe I've treated you well, but you just can't keep your head down. You deserve what you've done today. You absolutely shouldn't have set your sights on Eleven!"
People who have returned from a bloody massacre are usually intimidating just by standing there, let alone the obvious anger on their faces at this moment.
Chu Zhiyu was completely scared when he heard this.
The sound of beating boards outside came into the house without stopping, and it sounded like the sound was hitting him one by one.
That little bit of support had completely lost its effect. Chu Zhiyu no longer dared to threaten anyone, but anxiously struggled to beg for mercy: "I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, I will leave the palace immediately, I will leave immediately, and I will never bother you again, please forgive me this time, I won't dare to do it again, I know I was wrong..."
Upon hearing this, Prince Xiao opened his thin lips and said lightly: "How can it be so easy? If you dare to do it, you must dare to take responsibility."
He then said coldly, "You want Eleven's heart blood, then this king will let you taste the feeling of having your heart blood taken."
After saying that, Xiao Jiwu quickly pulled out the sword in Ying Yi's hand and stabbed it into Chu Zhiyu's chest without mercy, then pulled it out neatly.
The whole process was completed in a few breaths, and Chu Zhiyu didn't even have time to dodge.
He instantly curled up in pain, his lips opening and closing weakly, but he didn't even have the strength to speak, only a few untuned sobs of pain...
Xiao Jiwu watched the scene coldly, his eyes full of disgust, and casually returned the sword to Yingyi.
Yingyi took the sword and wiped the blood off it with disgust before putting it back into the sheath.
Looking at Chu Zhiyu lying half-dead on the ground, Xiao Jiwu calmly ordered, "Give him the mute potion and then cut his tendons."
"Yes." Yingyi quickly responded and did as he was told.
Chu Zhiyu had long lost the strength to struggle and was forced to accept it desperately. He didn't even dare to look at Xiao Jiwu again.
The sword wound on his chest was still bleeding, but he could not even lift his hands, let alone do anything else. He could only let the blood flow out.
He had already regretted that he shouldn't have had any false thoughts about such an evil Shura ghost.
It was because he saw Xiao Jiwu's extreme doting on Ying Shiyi that he forgot the other person's true appearance.
Xiao Jiwu is not a human at all, he is a ghost, a man-eating evil ghost, and he has never changed...
After Yingyi completed the order, he returned to stand behind Xiao Jiwu.
Xiao Jiwu looked down at Chu Zhiyu's now embarrassed appearance and opened his mouth again: "I have already repaid your mother's favor by sparing your life today. As for the rest, you will fend for yourself."
If the tendons in his hands were cut, he would not be able to write; if he was made mute by the poison, he would not be able to go out and gossip. Only then could he feel at ease.
Xiao Jiwu gave Yingyi his final order: "Send someone to take him back to Hanqi Village, and kill that quack doctor as well."
Yingyi responded again: "Yes!"
After giving his final instructions, Xiao Jiwu left the house. Outside the yard, Yuzhu had already died.
Prince Xiao's face showed no emotion at all. He didn't look like he had taken a life at all. Instead, he looked like he had just finished a game of chess in his spare time.
Yes, this is the current Prince Yi. Their master is cruel and merciless.
Only when facing Ying Eleven does he show the little warmth he has.
As Ying Yiru watched Xiao Jiwu leave, he was thinking...
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On the other side, in the Yian Hall, Yun Qingshi quenched his thirst and then moved a stool to sit at the door.
He was really curious about how Xiao Jiwu would avenge him, but unfortunately Xiao Jiwu was really annoying. Not only did he deliberately not bring him with him, but he also let Zhao Mingde keep an eye on him.
Also, I don’t know if the itching medicine he gave to the little bitch has taken effect.
Yun Qingshi thought anxiously.
Zhao Mingde, who was standing by, brought over a box of dried fruits and asked with a smile, "Sir, take a look. Is there anything you want to eat?"
Upon hearing the sound, Yun Qingshi casually glanced at the exquisite box in Zhao Mingde's hand, but was immediately attracted by a nut inside.
He picked up the dried fruit suspiciously and took a closer look, and found that it was indeed a pistachio.
It is not as plump as modern pistachios, and the grains are not as big.
Seeing this, Zhao Mingde explained, "These are tributes from foreign countries. They're called pistachios, and they're said to taste delicious. Our palace only got two boxes, and His Majesty left them specially for you."
His emphasis was on the last sentence, which the prince had left for him on purpose.
But what Ying Shiyi noticed was the first sentence.
Pistachio?
What an abstract name, or just pistachio...
Thinking of this, Yun Qingshi opened one and put it into his mouth.
You know what, even though it’s not big, it tastes pretty good.
Yun Qingshi, who smelled the fragrance, started eating them one by one.
It was at this time that Xiao Jiwu returned to Yian Hall.
Seeing that it was Xiao Jiwu who came back, Yun Qingshi ate the last pistachio in his hand and immediately clapped his hands and stood up to greet him: "Xiao Jiwu, you are back? What's wrong with you——"
Yun Qingshi originally wanted to ask Xiao Jiwu how he took revenge, but he stopped talking in time after he found that Prince Xiao had changed his clothes.
He also smelled a familiar fragrance.
This is the scent of the bath beans that Xiao Jiwu usually uses. He also uses the same one, so it feels familiar.
After changing clothes, there was a smell of bath beans, which meant that Xiao Jiwu had just taken a bath.
This means that the solution just now was most likely bloody.
Yun Qingshi thought it would be better for him not to ask.
Xiao Jiwu had already seen through the young man's thoughts, and immediately took the initiative to speak: "I did not kill him, but from now on, he will never appear in front of you again."
Yun Qingshi nodded when he heard this without saying much, but he could actually guess some of it.
After thinking for a while, Yun Qingshi asked again: "So, has the itching medicine I gave him taken effect?"
He was really curious about this.
All his efforts were in vain if there was no result.
Prince Xiao understood everything after a moment's reflection, then nodded slightly: "It's happening."
After hearing this, Yun Qingshi nodded and felt relieved.
Then he fell silent, looked up at Prince Xiao, and still had nothing to say.
And somehow, it was a little bit awkward.
Yun Qingshi planned to turn around and go back to the bedroom.
But just as he turned around and before he could take a step forward, he was suddenly lifted into the air and picked up horizontally.
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