After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

It was like a fig leaf was ruthlessly lifted.

All those words that were weighing on Qi Yan'an's mind, those words that he thought would most move him and Wen Baizhi, were ruthlessly shattered by her.

Having sat in this high position for too long, Qi Yanan had even forgotten the last time he was scolded in this way and the scolding hit the nail on the head.

But he suffered a lot of beatings since he was a child.

Anyone, any palace servant, who disliked him could beat or scold him at will.

What now.

The woman he loved most in his heart actually didn't believe in his love.

Ah.

How could he be so pathetic.

Wen Baizhi stopped talking.

She didn't dare say anything more.

She was also afraid of provoking Qi Yan'an again. She and Si Jiu might end up here today.

So she kept her mouth shut.

But Qi Yan'an had no intention of letting her go.

"Does Sijiu love you?" He suddenly mentioned the word love, "Do you think Sijiu loves you?"

Wen Baizhi didn't dare to answer.

At this time, no matter whether she answered that she loved him or not, she would transfer Qi Yan'an's anger to Si Jiu.

Qi Yanan should be reluctant to attack her.

After all, she had just stabbed him, slapped him, and scolded him.

He didn't really want her life.

But Si Jiu is different.

He hates Si Jiu.

He had been targeting Si Jiu before.

He will really do something bad to Si Jiu.

The part of Qi Yanan's face where Wen Baizhi slapped him began to turn red.

Yes, he is the emperor, so his skin is naturally extremely delicate.

Any abnormality will definitely show up on the face quickly.

At this moment, Qi Yan'an, with half of his face red, looked at Wen Baizhi seriously and asked her the question again.

"Does Sijiu love you?"

Wen Baizhi really didn't expect Qi Yan'an to be so childish.

But only Qi Yanan himself knew, and he didn't even dare to ask Wen Baizhi whether she loved Si Jiu.

Even if he knew the answer, he didn't want to hear it from Wen Baizhi.

Wen Baizhi remained silent.

She had a stubborn expression, and she was so talkative even though she was just talking about how Qi Yan'an didn't love her.

How come now, she can't even answer such a simple question?

Qi Yan'an was feeling a dull pain from being stabbed in the abdomen.

Wen Baizhi's dagger has another advantage.

As long as a person's skin is cut and he is injured and bleeds, the wound will not heal easily.

It takes some effort to stop the bleeding.

This is also the reason why she was determined to stab the dagger into Qi Yan'an's abdomen.

She didn't hope that she could kill Qi Yan'an, but it was okay to let him suffer a little.

She doesn't speak.

Qi Yan'an became more and more impatient because of the pain.

He opened his thin lips and said, "Go, bring that sick blind man here to me."

Wen Baizhi turned around immediately after hearing this.

"What are you going to do Qi Yan'an."

Qi Yanan raised his left hand and put his index finger on his lips: "Shh, you don't like to talk, it's okay, you can keep silent all the time, I won't blame you, but someone has to answer the questions I asked."

Qi Yanan seemed tired, but also seemed to have finally discovered that he could sit down.

He lifted up his coat and sat on the stool in front of the square table.

Si Jiu's emotions have been agitated ever since Wen Baizhi and Qi Yan'an were acting.

But at this moment, when someone grabbed his collar and dragged him away harshly, he finally reacted.

He couldn't see anything, he just knew that he was being dragged away, as if being taken somewhere.

When passing by Wen Baizhi, he felt her familiar breath.

It's okay, she's still here, and he feels relieved.

Wen Baizhi wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Qi Yan'an's wave of his hand.

"If you want to see Si Jiu die in front of you, then just come directly. I don't care. Anyway, it's not me who is injured."

He said it easily, seemingly forgetting the wound on his abdomen that was still bleeding.

Wen Baizhi didn't dare to go forward.

Qi Yanan was a madman, and she didn't dare to anger him again.

Although she had already angered a lot of people just now.

Si Jiu was finally brought to Qi Yan'an and knelt down.

It was the most familiar kneeling posture, and Si Jiu was very familiar with it.

He also already knew who he was kneeling to.

"Si Jiu pays respect to His Majesty. Long live His Majesty."

He saluted to Si Jiu as he did before.

But only Si Jiu himself knew that he was now using the term "Si Jiu kowtow" instead of "minister" or "servant" as before.

But it was a new him who was put back together by Wen Baizhi.

Si Jiu himself.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yanan just asked him directly: "I ask you, do you love Wen Bai? Oh, no, do you love Wen Baizhi?"

Wen Baizhi kept repeating to herself frantically, Don’t say it, Zijin, don’t say it, I can’t say anything now.

But Si Jiu's love has always been the best.

He answered without hesitation or pause: "I love her."

He said these three words firmly.

"That's great," Qi Yanan stood up slowly, as if looking for something, "I have to say, I am also moved by the feelings between you two. What a touching love."

He must have found that thing.

Wen Baizhi's eyes were wide open until they hurt.

He was looking for the dagger that Wen Baizhi had thrown to the ground!

Qi Yan'an picked up the dagger.

next second.

Qi Yan'an stabbed the dagger into Si Jiu's shoulder without any hesitation.

The dagger was halfway into the shoulder and blood gushed out.

"No!"

Wen Baizhi screamed heartbreakingly.

At the same time, her body was uncontrollably moving towards Si Jiu.

But the people around her were not pushovers and they managed to trap her in place, preventing her from moving.

"Qi Yanan, why do you always target Si Jiu? I was the one who hit you and stabbed you. It has nothing to do with Si Jiu!"

Wen Baizhi couldn't move and could only vent her fear in this way.

Yes, she was afraid. She was afraid that Qi Yan'an would kill Si Jiu.

"But if it weren't for him, Bai Bai, you would have returned to me a long time ago, right?"

There was something wrong with Qi Yanan's expression.

Wen Baizhi even suspected that he was drunk.

When the dagger was stabbed into Si Jiu's shoulder, his whole body trembled and his back, which had been straight, collapsed.

He groaned in pain, supporting himself with his weak hands to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

But Qi Yan'an made it clear that he had no intention of letting him go.

Qi Yan'an pulled out the dagger from Si Jiu's shoulder, and as Wen Baizhi screamed again, he stabbed it into Si Jiu's other shoulder.

"Qi Yan'an, you're a lunatic! You're a lunatic! What are you doing, Qi Yan'an!"

Qi Yan'an squatted leisurely in front of Si Jiu, whose face was as pale as paper due to the pain, and asked the same question again.

"Tell me, do you still love her?"

Si Jiu's teeth were chattering in pain.

But he still answered him with the remaining strength: "Love."

Wen Baizhi behind him was already in tears.