A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The maids swarmed over and were about to push her down on the bed!

Although Sikong Yan was in poor health, he had secretly practiced martial arts and archery. But when Sizhe was not around, he practiced martial arts and archery in front of others, which was so funny that it made people laugh.

When practicing, if he stretched out his hands, he would fall down, and if he squatted down, he would fall down. He usually hit his head and bled. He looked miserable. The emperor didn't feel sorry for him at all, and used him as a joke all day long. Whenever he was unhappy, he would summon his son to the palace to practice martial arts for fun! He laughed, and the ministers laughed.

He was unhappy when his ministers laughed. So he told his ministers not to laugh. If anyone laughed, he would be beheaded on the spot. This was his son, and only he was allowed to laugh. If anyone laughed, it would be a joke on him, the emperor.

As for archery, Emperor Yuxuan even laughed at the incident of falling off the dragon throne! The ministers bit their tongues hard and tried not to show any expression. Otherwise, there would be many heads falling in the hall.

Sikong Yan started learning archery when he was five years old. It was then that Emperor Yuxuan discovered his son's ridiculous talent. Emperor Yuxuan used this incident to kill ministers who disobeyed him. Whoever can teach Gongzi Yan to shoot on the target can be spared from death. People who teach archery often die violently! You have someone who can be Kong Chang's master.

For this reason, Sikong Yan also had a nickname called "The One-Arrow-Killing Prince". He was not liked by the ministers. Since childhood, the ministers had hoped that Sikong Yan and Emperor Yuxuan would suddenly die. So that they could divide the Zong Kingdom. However, they secretly planned to be submissive, but did not dare to act rashly. Because once they were discovered, they would die miserably!

Since Sizhe came, Sikong Yan felt that his appetite increased and his sleep became more delicious. His strength also increased. Sometimes he secretly practiced in a dark room. He could last for an hour. His body also felt more flexible and free.

When the maids rushed over, he nimbly dodged to the side.

All seven maids wanted to rush over to save the young master, but the one in front stopped while the ones behind rushed forward. The ones in front were knocked down and lay on the bed, while the ones behind could not stand steadily and fell down together, pressing on the ones in front.

The next moment, a chaotic mass of miserable cries was heard: "Oh my, I was bitten by a poisonous insect! Ah! Help me——"

"Oh my, so many bugs are crawling on me! Help—"

"Ah, ah——" waves of panicked screams...

Sikong Yan saw many centipedes, scorpions and hornworms crawling densely on the maid's body. He quickly pulled Sizhe and ran out.

The maids jumped up from their beds one after another, and ran out of the yard screaming, jumping and slapping the rapidly crawling insects on their bodies.

"Ah! Help, help..."

When Sikong Yan saw that they all ran out, he quickly pulled Sizhe out of the Baiyu Garden, with the little fox following behind.

Si Zhe's face turned pale. He had never seen so many bugs before. It was really scary to see them crawling on people. If Gua Gua Mei hadn't told him, she would have been bitten to death by so many bugs today!

These maids were really cruel! In order to harm him, they resorted to such vicious and cruel means. Did they hate him so much? To be honest, he had never offended them.

Sikong Yan dragged Sizhe away while cursing, "These slaves are so lawless that they dared to harm Brother Sizhe secretly. They don't even have me as their master in their eyes. Now let you know for yourself what it feels like to be bitten by thousands of insects!"

Guard Shi looked at Sikong Yan and the other two and ran over in panic. Where's the maid? He couldn't help but look behind them and asked, "What happened to you, young master?"

Sikong Yan immediately pretended to be out of breath and coughing, and said slowly, "A lot of bugs crawled out of Baiyu Garden and bit Yuzhu and the others! Fortunately, we ran fast! We were not bitten!"

Guard Shi's face changed when he heard this. "Sir, I'll take people to rescue them and kill the poisonous insects to prevent them from spreading throughout the Qi Tian Xiao Han Mansion."

"Go, go!" Sikong Yan waved his hand weakly.

Guard Shi quickly led a team of more than a hundred people there.

Sikong Yan pulled Sizhe up and ran back to his room. He closed the door. Sikong Yan quickly hugged Sizhe. "Fortunately, fortunately you didn't sleep on it!"

Sizhe's heart was still pounding, and he closed his eyes in Sikong Yan's arms. A smug face with bloodshot eyes glared at him, "Only one of you two brothers can survive, haha..."

The mind was spinning - the Colosseum, the slaves who were sold there. The lives of the slaves were toys for these people to play with.

This pervert likes to watch brothers killing each other.

He remembered that his brother took his little hand and stabbed his pubic region with a knife to protect him. He was frightened and went crazy. How could a young child bear such pain of losing a parent?

Even if that ferocious face was burned to charcoal, he would recognize it—the stone guard! He never dreamed that he would meet him here. And it reminded him of him.

Si Zhe felt a burning pain in his head. He couldn't help but moan in Si Kong Yan's arms! "Uh, ah..."

"What's wrong?" Sikong Yan felt flustered.

"I have a headache, Brother Yan, it hurts so much..." Sizhe's thin body slowly slid down from his arms...

Sikong Yan quickly carried him to the bed and said, "Are you not bitten by a poisonous insect?"

At this time, a dark shadow floated in from the window and knelt silently in front of his bed. Just as he was about to speak, Sikong Yan opened his mouth and said, "Wuying, please help me invite Shui Qinglian over!"

Wuying was surprised. The Master knew he was coming before he even said anything. In the past, he knelt in front of the Master's bed for half a day, but the Master didn't respond. He still had to kneel in front of the bed and shake him to wake him up.

Just when he was wondering if his Qinggong and Wushu skills had declined, he heard Sikong Yan's reproachful voice: "Why are you standing there? If anything happens to Sizhe, I will bury you with him!"

Wuying was delighted. In the past, the young master was always weak, but today he looked full of energy and even had a temper. This was a good thing. He quickly bowed and said, "Yes, young master, I'll do it right away!" Then he floated out of the window silently.

Sikong Yan kept massaging Sizhe's forehead. He had headaches at such a young age. This should be the root of the disease when he was wandering outside. Sikong Yan felt regretful. If he had brought him back when he met him, it would not be so serious. How much suffering did his little Sizhe suffer outside?

"Ah, um..." Si Zhe was still moaning, the images in his mind were like a book, turning over page after page...

"Does it still hurt?" Sikong Yan's heart was in a knot: "What should I do? Shui Qinglian! Shui Qinglian——" He was so scared that he roared in the house,

clang-

The door opened—