Quick Wear: The Charming Girl Plays with Everything

Pei Qi hesitated for a moment, but he did not question Qian Dai. He obediently poured out the poisoned wine in his hand without asking a single question.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Qiandai was originally preparing to drink the poisoned wine, but he didn't expect Qiandai to directly have someone pour out the poisoned wine, which made him a little stunned.

What conspiracy does this woman have?

Qiandai’s plan is very simple.

If it was the original owner's poisoned wine that stopped Yan Qiandai from killing the heroine, then why did she continue to poison him foolishly?

On the contrary, not only did she stop poisoning him, she also took care of his health so that Yan Qiandai would have the energy to make the heroine into a puppet.

"I just suddenly felt that you wouldn't live for more than a few years if you drank cup after cup of poison, but I haven't tortured you enough, so I decided to torture you in a different way."

Yan Qiandai smiled coldly.

He knew that this hard-hearted woman would not be soft-hearted.

I just don't want him to die so easily and continue to torture him.

No matter how despicable he was, he shouldn't expect her to be kind to him.

"Okay, how else do you want to torture me?"

He coughed twice and spoke slowly. His pale face and lips made him look somewhat pitiful, if one ignored the gloomy and terrifying look in his eyes.

Pei Qi, who was standing behind him, noticed this and put his hand on the knife at his waist. As long as Yan Qiandai made any movement, he would kill him with one blow.

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet." Qian Dai touched her chin, as if she was really thinking, "Pei Qi, why don't you tell me what punishment should be changed?"

"Yan Qiandai, you are going too far! You actually let a dog like you decide my life and death!"

Yan Qiandai was suddenly enraged and started coughing uncontrollably, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Pei Qi was called a dog by Yan Qiandai, but his expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of malice in his words:

"Since the master is going to torture you for a few more years, why not let me take a piece of flesh from your body every other day, and then ask the imperial physician to heal your wounds. Rest assured, with my knife skills, I will not put your life in danger."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Qiandai praised sincerely.

This way she could also allow the imperial physician to cleanse the toxins from his body without Yan Qiandai discovering.

When Yan Qiandai heard Qiandai agreed without hesitation, his eyes turned red.

He still underestimated the cruelty of this woman.

The corner of his mouth curved up.

Fine, then cut out his flesh... If he survives in the end...

Yan Qiandai's eyes flashed with a sinister light.

Yan Qiandai, I swear, I will take it back from you without a single ounce of it!

Qiandai felt Yan Qiandai's wolf-like gaze, but she was calm and didn't feel anything at all.

"You seem to hate me? But I've protected you from so many attacks since we were young. Is it too much to ask you to come back now?"

Yan Qiandai gritted his teeth, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Master, do you want to start from today?" Pei Qi took a step forward and asked respectfully.

Qian Dai curled her lips: "Of course, the poisoned wine has been dispensed with, but this one must be continued."

"Then please leave first, my master. Such a bloody scene might pollute your eyes." Pei Qi was very considerate.

"Okay, I'm leaving first."

Before leaving, Qiandai took a last glance at Yan Qiandai lying on the ground. Her eyes were arrogant and she looked at everything as if it were an ant.

Yan Qiandai gradually clenched his fists, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms.

-

Xie Mansion.

Xie Yuwei sat on the couch, holding the white porcelain teacup with his slender fingers. His eyes became slightly dazed when he thought of the teasing words Qiandai had said to him.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother. I'm here!"

A free and unrestrained voice was heard, and a man wearing a green and silver silk robe, with a moon-white belt loosely tied around his waist and a loose collar came in.

He walked straight towards Xie Yuwei, picked up the teapot on the coffee table and poured the tea into his mouth. The tea flowed down the corners of his mouth, over his Adam's apple and into his clothes. He looked like a playboy.

Xie Yu frowned slightly and put down the teacup, looking quite dissatisfied.

"Luo Junyi, I told you that I don't like people barging into my mansion without my permission."

Luo Junyi casually wiped the tea off his chin and smiled wantonly: "Hey, Brother Xie, you are wrongly accusing me. I just shouted Brother Xie several times outside, but you ignored me. I was worried that something happened to you, so you barged in."

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Xie Weiyu's face.

"I heard that you were slapped by that tyrant in the court today. Were you hiding here crying just now?"

"Nonsense." Xie Yu was slightly angry, and looked at him with sharp eyes, "If you say something like this again, I will have someone ask you to leave."

"Okay, I won't say anything." Luo Junyi knew Xie Yuwei's temper. If he made him angry, he might not ask him to leave. He would probably throw him out.

Although his reputation is not very good in the entire capital, he still cannot lose this kind of face.

Then he lifted up his robe and sat down opposite Xie Yuwei. Looking at the red and swollen area on Bai Yu's face, he couldn't help but sighed: "Don't mention it, that tyrant really hit you hard on this handsome face."

Xie Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand to cover it, feeling a little stinging.

He was just thinking about the frivolous words Yan Qiandai said to him, and didn't pay attention to the scars on his face. There was no medicine to heal them, so the palm prints were more obvious than before.

His eyes were dark.

This was the first time someone dared to slap him in the face, even though this person was the ruler of a country.

Luo Junyi was a little curious. He put his arm on the table and leaned closer to ask, "Tell your good brother how you offended him this time. Isn't she usually very fond of you? No, doesn't she think highly of you? Why would she be so cruel and disregard your dignity?"

Xie Yu pinched his brows slightly, feeling a little upset: "I have told you about this matter. It is about the new military merit reward system proposed by Gu Xuanmu. Yan Qiandai thinks it is good, but I think this move is too cruel and will damage the image of our country."

Luo Junyi tapped the table twice with his fingers, a little confused: "It shouldn't be like this. Gu Xuanmu is now stationed at the border, and most of the people in the court are on your side. You proposed this matter, and it should be a done deal. How dare she reject you so bluntly?"

Xie Yuwei recalled Yan Qiandai's domineering aura and couldn't help but remain silent.

For some reason, he felt that Yan Qiandai today was very different from before.

"What's wrong?" Luo Junyi felt a little strange when he saw him silent.

"It's okay. I just thought that if you could be less idle than you are now and come to the court to help me, it would save me a lot of trouble."

Hearing this, Luo Junyi rejected it with a look of rejection: "Why are you saying the same thing to my father now? You know me well. I would rather be a wild crane wandering in the mountains and rivers than an eagle trapped in a cage. It's so painful to be like you. Not only do you have so many worries every day, but you also have to risk being beaten."

After hearing the latter part, Xie Yuwei's cold face turned ashen.

At this time, a maid ran in, knelt on the ground, and cried: "Master, my daughter was beaten by the master. Now she is lying on the bed and I don't know whether she is alive or dead. Please save her!"

Luo Junyi's smile faded and he stood up suddenly: "What!"