A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"Is there something wrong with my brother's bowl?" Sikong Yan asked.

What Shui Qinglian smelled was the scent of his sweet powder. "No! Feel free to drink it."

Sizhe brought the bowl to Sikong Yan, and they started feeding each other, one bite at a time.

"Hey, are you two ashamed? I'm still here!" Shui Qinglian looked at them with an inexplicable sourness in her heart. "Sikong Zhuzhi changed his mind so quickly. Have you ever considered my feelings, you ungrateful guy?"

"He's my brother. What's your relationship with me? At most, it's the relationship between a doctor and a patient! Get out of the way."

When Guard Shi brought the Tremella Soup over, there were already two empty bowls on the table. Guard Shi looked at the two empty bowls and was ecstatic: I ate it, yes, not a drop left. God help me.

"Doctor Shui, your Tremella Soup is here!"

Shui Qinglian was a little angry: "No, I'll give it to you as a reward."

"Uh..." He saw that there was a big bowl in front of Si Zhe and he shouted in fear: "Oh no, the young master is poisoned. Doctor Shui, take a look at him!" The bowl of Tremella soup he was holding fell to the ground with a bang. He quickly pulled Shui Qinglian over to treat the young master.

"Guard Shi, what's wrong with you? Although the young master is weak, he will be fine with this doctor watching over him!"

The more Sikong Yan looked at Guard Shi, the more he hated him, and suddenly he had the urge to punish him.

Guard Shi was still worried. That was a poison that penetrated the intestines. It was no joke. He approached Sikong Yan and looked him up and down. Hey! He seemed to have gained some weight than before, and his face was even a little rosy. The zombie color of the past was gone. Could it be that what the boy bought was fake? Just as he was thinking about Sikong Yan, his eyes rolled up, his head tilted, and he fell on the table.

Guard Shi was so frightened that his soul left his body and his face turned pale as he shouted, "The young master is dead, the young master is dead--" But his men ran around like headless flies, bumping into the wall several times, and finally found the door, and rushed out staggeringly.

What's going on? Even Shui Qinglian was confused. He could tell if these things were poisonous just by smelling them. But this guard Shi insisted that the young master was poisoned. Could it be... He finally understood after looking at the two bowls on the table!

He must have put poison in the small bowl of Tremella soup for Si Zhe to eat, but he didn't expect that both of them ate it.

What on earth is Sikong Zhuzhi up to? It's not poisonous at all. Is it the old problem again?

Sizhe looked at Guard Shi's expression and only then did he burst into laughter...

Sikong Yan raised his head and supported his cheek with his hand, looking at his lovely younger brother. Since he came, the mansion was filled with sunshine.

"Brother Yan, didn't you see that he was so scared that he was like a headless fly. He was jumping around everywhere. It was so funny!"

"Yeah!" Sikong Yan nodded: "Just be happy!" Then he turned to Shui Qinglian: "Do you understand? Do you see clearly? Understand, why don't you go back to sleep?" He was obviously ordering her to leave. Next, he wanted to share a good time with Si Zhe.

"I also want to sleep here!" Shui Qinglian planned to stay here and not leave.

"Get lost!" Sikong Yan growled, then said gently, "Go back and think carefully about how to deal with the emperor's words tomorrow!"

Guard Shi was so scared that he stumbled back to his residence. There were several guards drinking and having fun inside! He ran back to his bed, folding things while muttering to himself: "Oh no, the young master is dead, and my entire family will be implicated. I have to run as far as possible..."

The people who were traveling with him saw their captain of the escort repeating the same sentence over and over again. They were so scared that they stopped drinking and surrounded him, asking him all kinds of questions.

"Boss, what happened? The young master was fine, how could he die?"

"Hurry, you guys have to pack up quickly, or it will be too late." Guard Shi's hands were shaking. He was not afraid for himself, but for his family members, young and old, to lose their lives because of this. Who is Emperor Yuxuan? He is a tyrant!

"No, the young master has passed away. Shouldn't we go and ring the funeral knell to report it?" said a guard.

Guard Shi was shocked, anxious, and angry. He said in a trembling voice, "If you want your whole family to die quickly, then go and ring the death knell! If you want to die, pack up your things and leave quickly."

The other guards packed up their things after hearing this. You're right. It's not worth it for so many of us to pay for his life! It's better to run away as soon as possible!

"Hey, wait a minute!" A guard said again, "Boss, the young master passed away. Are you the only one who saw it?"

Guard Shi asked back because his men did not believe him: "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, if there is someone with the young master! Then where can we run to?" the guard asked him.

"Then what do you say we should do?" Guard Shi was confused.

The guard said, "Why don't we sneak back and kill that man now? That way, no one will know. We won't report until a few days later anyway."

I didn't expect that my subordinates are more vicious than me! Guard Shi laughed. "Yeah, why didn't I expect that?"

After a pause, he said embarrassedly: "But, Doctor Shui is also there! Are we going to kill Doctor Shui too?" Guard Shi didn't know what to do.

A guard said, "We must eradicate the problem completely and put an end to it forever. This is what our emperor said!"

"Yes! The old emperor has said so. We just do as he says."

"Let's go!" Five or six people picked up their knives and hurriedly followed the stone guard out the door. As soon as they left, a black bird flew in and landed on the wine table...

Guard Shi and seven or eight of his subordinates rushed into the Qingxin hut, only to see Sikong Yan and the other two arguing happily. When they saw them rushing in, they all stopped talking. Sikong Yan said coldly, "You're just in time! Clean up everything on the floor for me."

Guard Shi jumped up and said, "Great! It turns out that the young master is fine. I was frightened."

"Why? You hope that something happens to me?"

"No, what happened just now? I thought..."

"Oh, I was indeed poisoned just now, but I have the ability to detoxify. I didn't breathe enough when I was detoxifying, so I fainted. Did I scare you? It's okay, Doctor Shui woke me up. Please clean up the things on the floor for me, and go back to sleep!"

Guard Shi heaved a sigh of relief. The young master did not question or blame him. He quickly ordered his men to clean up the things on the ground, wiped the floor with a few wet and dry cloths, and then left. It was a pity that the beggar Sizhe was not poisoned to death.

The next morning, there was a heavy knock on the door.

"Oh no, oh no, something terrible has happened, sir!"

"It's so annoying, can we get some sleep?" Gongzi Yan was sleeping soundly while holding Sizhe.

"Guard Shi and the guards in our mansion are all dead! Young Master, you are still able to sleep..."