After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Si Jiu couldn't help but say in his heart that it was true.

But that's all.

Qi Yanan clearly didn't believe in his heart that such a bizarre thing as coming back to life could happen.

So even if he really thought that Wen Baizhi was Wen Bai, he still had to get Si Jiu's confirmation first.

People are like this. No matter how outrageous something is, as long as two people believe it together, they will think it must be true.

There was blood on Si Jiu's lips.

His hair is all over his face

The black hair and pale face formed a strange picture.

Si Jiu turned sideways, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and knelt up again shakily.

"Your Majesty, I don't understand what you are saying. Wen Baizhi is Wen Baizhi, the wife that Your Majesty personally appointed for me. How could she be Wen Bai?"

Besides, Wen Bai had died three years ago. Your Majesty and I watched her body cremated, and Your Majesty also took her ashes away.

Wen Bai has passed away, this is an indisputable fact, how could Your Majesty have such an incredible idea. "

Si Jiu suppressed the urge to cough and the taste of blood rising in his throat and said these words in a low voice.

Qi Yan'an's eyes turned red: "Do you think I will believe what you said? Of course, what you said is right, but you overlooked one point. You care so much about Wen Baizhi that you seem to be willing to sacrifice your life for her.

But you forgot that the last person who made you so disregard yourself was Wen Bai. Can you really transfer such a huge love from Wen Bai to Wen Baizhi all of a sudden? You can't, Si Jiu, don't I know you? So there is only one possibility, Wen Baizhi is Wen Bai, so you treat Wen Baizhi the same way you treat Wen Bai, she is Wen Bai!"

Si Jiu thought, if it was really because of this reason, Qi Yanan thought Wen Baizhi was Wen Bai.

It turned out that it was his love that Qi Yan'an saw into and hated.

Si Jiu swallowed a mouthful of blood foam: "But your majesty, people will change, and love will also shift. Let's not talk about me, let's talk about your majesty. Your majesty promised Wen Bai that there would only be one queen, but what did your majesty do to her and the Wen family later? Not to mention that your majesty's harem is now full of beauties. I dare not speculate rashly. Is it your majesty who has changed, or your majesty's love for Wen Bai that has changed?"

This was the first time since Qi Yan'an ascended the throne that someone dared to question him, doubt him, and look down on him in person.

Qi Yanan said several times: "Okay, okay, okay."

Then he turned around and threw the memorials on the table behind him at Si Jiu's face one by one.

The outer shell of the memorial is hard and has clear edges and corners.

Qi Yan'an was proficient in riding and shooting, and the letter he threw at Si Jiu's face hit every part of his face, from his forehead to his chin, leaving red spots.

But he was able to control his strength and there was no bleeding.

This is really his usual style.

Si Jiu's body was shaking after being hit, but he held on and did not fall down.

But the pain on my face was slowly getting worse.

He wanted to touch his face, but he knew he couldn't.

Qi Yan'an stopped only after all the memorials on the table had been thrown away.

"How dare you say these words to me? Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Si Jiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth very quickly: "My life belongs to your Majesty. Your Majesty can take it away if you want. I have no complaints."

Before Qi Yanan lost his temper again, Si Jiu continued, "No matter what your majesty thinks, Wen Bai is indeed dead. She died in a distant border.

It was I who personally collected her body, it was I who burned her with my own hands, and it was Your Majesty and I who collected her ashes together.

Your Majesty, Wen Bai is dead. No matter how much Wen Baizhi looks like Wen Bai to Your Majesty, she is not Wen Bai after all, Your Majesty!"

Qi Yanan's eyes kept blinking in anger.

He just thinks Wen Baizhi is Wen Bai.

Then Wen Baizhi must be Wen Bai!

He lost control and brought the paper with the tic-tac-toe pattern to Si Jiu: "This is Wen Bai's unique way of drawing. She told me. She couldn't tell you. I'm the only one who knows it!"

Qi Yan'an rarely loses his composure like this.

He even forgot to call himself "Zhen".

"Look, show me!"

Qi Yan'an said this angrily and pressed the paper hard on Si Jiu's cheek.

"This is what Wen Bai drew. How could she tell you? You are just a bastard. What qualifications do you have to be treated the same as me? Hmm?"

He used so much force that the paper completely covered Si Jiu's mouth and nose.

Si Jiu's face turned red from being covered, and the veins on his neck bulged.

His hands were also clenched into fists and hung at his sides.

Qi Yan'an is the emperor. If he resists at this moment, countless secret guards will jump out from the darkness and arrest him immediately.

Si Jiu firmly believed that Qi Yan'an would not let him die.

He just had to get through it.

Finally, when Si Jiu felt that he would suffocate to death in the next second, Qi Yan'an released his hands that were covering his mouth and nose.

Suddenly, fresh air rushed towards him.

Si Jiu opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath of the air that he had lost.

Si Jiu can be said to be in a very bad state at this moment.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it's not good.

The hair was messy and damp.

His face was covered with red spots from being hit by the paper, and his cheeks were red because he had been suffocated for too long.

Qi Yanan was still not satisfied.

It seemed that he wanted to vent out to Si Jiu all the regrets that he had not been able to express to Wen Bai before.

Qi Yanan squatted in front of Si Jiu: "Are you saying that Wen Bai taught you to draw this tic-tac-toe game?"

Si Jiu just opened his mouth to speak, but finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He tilted his head and vomited a mouthful of blood.

When Qi Yanan saw him like this, his brows frowned and his eyes were full of disgust.

After spitting out the blood, Si Jiu's chest discomfort felt better.

"Your Majesty, I can attest that this was really painted by Wen Baijiao."

Qi Yanan looked at him with contempt: "So no matter what, Wen Baizhi is not Wen Bai, right?"

Si Jiu nodded: "Wen Baizhi is just Wen Baizhi, and Wen Bai has already passed away, Your Majesty."

Regardless of whether Qi Yanan would believe it or not, Si Jiu had to say something that would make him believe it.

Qi Yanan stood up again and called out to the outside, "Li Qing."

Li Qing walked in quickly.

When he came in and saw Si Jiu's appearance, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

But after all, he had served in the emperor's court for a long time, so he would not lose his composure in such a situation.

"His Majesty."

Qi Yanan pointed at Si Jiu casually and said, "Go, find a secluded place for our supervisor, and bring him some more pens, ink, and paper. Let him draw a few more pictures according to the tic-tac-toe grid. Draw hundreds or even hundreds of thousands of them, so that everyone can have fun."