He is the creator's fault

Seeing Gu Yuanjing's hesitation, Li Yanting raised his eyebrows.

"Why, don't you dare? If you don't dare, you will admit defeat."

Gu Yuanjing was silent, Yu Huanxu saw this, looked at Gu Yuanjing, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Gu, since ancient times, a beauty deserves a hero. Do you want to hand over this beauty?"

Gu Yuanjing's face turned ugly again, and he nodded after a long time, Li Yanting immediately sent someone to fetch his big bow.

Standing behind Feng Zexi, Shui Xiang saw that Li Yanting really brought a bow, and his heart ached.

"Fangzhu, what should I do? What if I hurt Mr. Yao?"

Feng Zexi lowered his eyes, paused in the movement of turning the tea, and his voice was neither sad nor happy.

"Since it's a client's request, how can I, the host, say anything? There's only a red lady on the left and right, so if you lose, you'll lose."

"Master—"

Shui Xiang wanted to say more, but Lu Luo grabbed her sleeve and shook her head at her.

"We have to intervene in the affairs of the rich and powerful, so what's the use of talking more?"

Shui Xiang had no choice but to give up and suppress her worries in her heart.

On the other side, Li Yanting took the bow in his hand and turned it upside down. He put the arrow on the bowstring and aimed at Yao downstairs. Seeing this scene, Gu Yuanjing immediately became nervous, but he saw Li Yanting draw the bow for a while and then lowered his hand. Putting it down, he turned his head to look at Gu Yuanjing with a big laugh and said:

"Since it is the price offered by Master Gu first, you can make the first move, lest you lose and say that this son is bullying others."

How could Gu Yuanjing not know that what Li Yanting did just now was to see his anxiety, and now he was asked to make the first move, it was the same, but Gu Yuanjing couldn't refuse, so he could only pick up the bow and put on the arrow with a heavy heart.

From the beginning of this gamble, Yao stood silently, as if he was an outsider, until Gu Yuanjing picked up the bow, he raised his head and looked at Gu Yuanjing across the space.

Yao's memory is excellent, of course he remembers this man, but he never thought that he would see him again in today's situation.

"Young Master Yao, Gu has offended you."

Gu Yuanjing pulled back the bowstring and pointed at Yao from a distance. Yao's eyes were indifferent and emotionless. Those eyes were still as penetrating as when he saw them for the first time, piercing people's hearts. He seemed to be able to see his own figure reflected in them. muddy.

Gu Yuanjing's palms were soaked in sweat, and the bow and arrow, which he used to shoot with perfect accuracy, could not be shot today no matter what, after a while, Gu Yuanjing put down the bow and arrow in despair.

"You win, I admit defeat."

Gu Yuanjing gave up the game directly, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, no matter who wins or loses, it's always good not to watch the beauties shed blood.

Feng Zexi finally raised his head, glanced at Gu Yuanjing at the window in an unclear manner, then put down the cold tea in his hand and was about to get up and go out to end this farce, but he didn't want to hear the sound of breaking wind in the next second , the arrow in Li Yanting's hand flew out.

It happened so urgently that no one could stop it, and could only watch the arrow fly through the air towards Yao, and at the moment when it was about to sink into Yao's chest, Yao lifted the long sword lightly, avoiding the vital point, and the arrow body Through the left shoulder, nailed into the flesh.

puff--

Yao shook his body and coughed up a few drops of blood, which stained his immaculate white clothes red.

"Master Yao, Mr. Yao, are you alright?"

Shui Xiang couldn't wait to run up to the stage to support Yao, and took out a towel from her body to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking like she was about to cry.

"I am fine."

Yao's expression didn't change a bit, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body.

"Quick, go and call the doctor."

Luluo went to call the doctor, and everyone turned their attention to the culprit, Li Yanting.

"Li Yanting, I have already surrendered, what are you doing?"

Gu Yuanjing's eyes were full of anger, and he rarely lost his composure when he was always strategizing calmly. In contrast, Li Yanting smiled and didn't care.

"Compared with other people's gift, this son prefers to grab it by himself."

"you--"

"Since this prince won this game, then this prince will take away the prize."

Li Yanting waved his hands to those behind him, and immediately two guards went downstairs.

"Doctor, the doctor is here."

Luluo led a middle-aged man back in a hurry, but at this time the guards were about to take Yao away, Shui Xiang stopped the guards, Li Yanting rushed downstairs and said:

"Prince Xiang, Mr. Yao is so seriously injured, he may die if he is not treated in time, can you let the doctor bandage him first, and then Linglongfang will send him to you."

"So what if you die? It's just a cheap life, take it away!"

"Li Yanting, don't go too far!"

"Win the king and lose the bandit, Gu Yuanjing, if you lose, you lose. I can do whatever I want with the person I bought."

Li Yanting turned and left Linglongfang, two guards tried to set up Yao, but Yao walked out from behind Shui Xiang.

"I'll go by myself."

The people of King Xiang's son left quickly, and at this moment, Yue Yang, who was standing under the stage, fell to the ground as if he had just woken up from a dream, and was terrified that the Fang asked him to please him, but it turned out to be such a cruel person.

"Fangzhu, Young Master Yao, he will be fine, right?"

"Since he has been redeemed, it has nothing to do with Linglongfang. Don't mention this person again in the future."

Feng Zexi took another look at Gu Yuanjing, who was obviously absent-minded, and left the front yard. Shui Xiang and others hurriedly followed. Although the Qimo meeting was not over yet, no one was interested in watching it.

Yao was sitting in the carriage with the arrow still stuck in his shoulder, the soaked blood had already stained most of his clothes red, the excessive blood loss made him weak, cold sweat soaked on his forehead, even his lips turned white.

Others would have been terrified, kneeling down and begging for mercy to survive, but Yao just sat there without saying a word, lowering his eyes and wondering what he was thinking.

Sitting opposite Yao, Li Yanting looked Yao up and down playfully, took out a jug of wine and drank it, he wanted to see how long this man could be tough.

After waiting for the Shizi Mansion, Yao still didn't say a word, but he was much weaker than before.

Unexpectedly, this actor who makes a living by laughing still has a bit of a temper. Li Yanting thought it was funny, raised his hand and grabbed Yao by the collar and dragged him in front of him. The rude movement tore the wound, but Yao didn't even frown.

"Do you know why Grandpa bought you?"

"I don't know."

"The things that Gu Yuanjing likes will be destroyed by this son, and this son can't understand your high-minded appearance. You are just an actor, and you deserve it?"

"..."

Yao finally began to seriously look at the person in front of him, those dark pupils were like a mirror, reflecting Li Yanting's contemptuous demeanor, with corpses and blood all over his back.

"The pleasure given by killing is only temporary after all. You have everything, isn't it still unsatisfactory?"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing."

Yao lowered his head again, but Li Yanting saw a trace of sympathy in his eyes, this person dared to sympathize with him, a life-or-death thing!

Li Yanting threw away Yao, stood up tall and looked down at him.

"If you want to play hard to get with this son, I don't want to do that. Either you kneel at the feet of this son and kowtow three times and beg him to save you, or you will die."

Yao was indifferent, Li Yanting sneered, waved the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

"Lock him up, don't give him food, and don't let anyone rescue him."

"My lord, if this goes on, Mr. Yao is afraid that his life will be in danger."

The lead guard looked miserable at Yao, and couldn't help persuading him, but Li Yanting gave him a cold look.

"If you die, you will die. You can buy as many things as you want."

"Yes."

There are so many people who died at the hands of Li Yanting, it doesn't matter if there is one more.

The guards helped Yao into the Prince's Mansion, and now he really can only be supported by others, and he lost too much blood so that he can't even stand up.

He found a random room, and the guard helped Yao in. There was no bed in the room, only a bundle of hay in the corner, it was extremely shabby.

The guard put Yao on the hay, and was about to turn around and leave. When he looked up and saw Yao's pale face, he couldn't help but say something.

"The wronged son has stayed here. My family's son has never bought anyone into the mansion. Maybe he will change his mind in two days."

"Thank you."

The guard got up and left, the door of the room was locked, Yao leaned on the hay to relax, then raised his hand to hold the shaft of the arrow, and pulled out the arrow with all his strength.

After pulling out the arrow, the blood on Yao's shoulder poured out desperately, Yao tore off the hem of his clothes and bandaged them, leaving the rest to fate.

Fortunately, that person didn't want him to suffer the pain in the world and stripped him of his pain. Now he can be so calm.

On the second day, after breakfast, Li Yanting went to the shooting range to practice arrows. As soon as the bow was drawn, a pair of eyes as black as mirrors flashed in his mind, and his face that was always calm.

"Ling Xiao, how is the actor you brought back yesterday?"

Ling Xiao was the guard who sent Yao off yesterday.

"Hui Shizi, this subordinate has been guarded outside the door all the time, and has never gone in to see it."

"Go, let's take a look first."

Li Yanting threw the bow to someone else, and walked out of the shooting range.

When the lock on the door was opened, a cloud of dust was raised as soon as the guard pushed the door open. Li Yanting immediately covered his mouth and nose, and frowned. The room was too dilapidated, but thinking of his previous order, he didn't say anything.

Walking into the room, Yao was leaning against the corner. After only one night, he seemed to be completely different from yesterday. His white robe was stained with blood and dust, his hair was also scattered, and he looked much more embarrassed.

But even Li Yanting had to admit that Yao had an excellent skin, even when he was so down and down, he couldn't hide his demeanor, it seemed that this room was not worthy of him.

Li Yanting squatted down in front of Yao, stretched his hand close to Yao's cheek, but when he was about to touch it, Yao tilted his head away. Although Yao was already very weak, he was still cautious. Li Yanting noticed it as soon as he entered the room, and didn't want to touch it. Seeing his face, he pretended to be asleep.

Li Yanting paused with his hand, and took it back as if nothing had happened.

"Stop pretending? It seems that you are more fateful than I thought, and you are not dead after such a toss."

"You want me to die? Just kill me."

Yao's voice is as weak as a kitten's, but the meaning in his words is so arrogant.

"You think this son dare not?"

Yao turned his head and stopped talking.

When death was imminent, Li Yanting was actually laughed at by him for being so stubborn.

"Killing you dirty my hands, I want to see if it's your fate or the patience of the master, keep it locked!"

Li Yanting left the room angrily, Ling Xiao stood there with mixed emotions.

"Young Master Yao, the son of the world hates people who disobey him the most. If you are soft, you may survive."

Yao shook his head.

"If a person like him is to be killed, he will definitely be killed. How can he change just because I am submissive? On the contrary, he will die faster if I am submissive."