There is no escape, the son is hard to coax

"Stop!" Mo Qiyue jumped out in a hurry, and it was too late to find out that something was wrong, and even Tanyi and Shayi beside him were exposed by him at the same time.

With a smile of "it's true" on Fusu's face, he slowly changed the position of the long sword in his hand, and put it on Luo Qianshu's neck.

"Xiaoqi?" Luo Qianshu couldn't believe it.

Mo Qiyue was the only belief that he persisted in this ghost place, but when he really appeared, Luo Qianshu wished that he hadn't come to find him.Because now that I am neither human nor ghost, I am not qualified to want to meet with him, and I don't want the other party to see myself in such a mess.

"Brother Luo!" I had seen Luo Qianshu who was held hostage by Fusu a long time ago, but because it was far from what I remembered, Mo Qiyue had a little hesitation on the contrary, and only when I heard him speak, did I make up my mind. .

Seeing that Luo Qianshu was still alive, Mo Qiyue immediately wanted to move over uncontrollably.

"do not come!"

The stop came not from Fusu, but from Luo Qianshu who was being coerced by the sword.

"Brother Luo..." Mo Qiyue only thought that the other party was worried that she would be injured, and her feet moved again.

"I said goodbye, cough cough...don't come here...huh...huh..." Because he was too emotional, the complete words were about to be broken into pieces, Luo Qianshu gasped for a while, and stopped Mo Qiyue from approaching again.

After being tortured for so long, Luo Qianshu knew very well that his body had reached its limit. He was already content to see Mo Qiyue's appearance and hear Mo Qiyue's voice with his own ears before he died.Compared with his current miserable appearance, what he hopes to keep in the memory of the other party is the always elegant Luo Qianshu—even if it is only as a husband, as a brother, as a somewhat pedantic bookworm.

"Brother Luo, what's the matter with you?" After being stopped twice in a row, Mo Qiyue calmed down at this moment. Since Fusu just wanted to lure her out, and didn't kill Luo Qianshu immediately, it meant that the other party didn't want to kill Luo Qianshu immediately. If they don't plan to do it right away, they still have a chance.

"Go...ahem...leave me alone!" Talking seems to be extremely difficult for Luo Qianshu, no matter how many words there are, they are only condensed into the minimum number of words to express his inner anxiety .

"No, I finally found you, so why not ignore you?" Mo Qiyue flatly refused.

I came here for him, how could it be possible to confirm whether he is in the hands of Princess Qingyao and whether he is still alive?Naturally, it counts only when people are taken away together.

"Little Seven..."

"Okay, Qingqing, I am so funny?" Interrupting the conversation of the two, Princess Qingyao had an unhappy expression on her face.

If it is said who is the person she hates the most in her life, Mo Qiyue is undoubtedly ranked first.If it weren't for his appearance, she would not have been humiliated by Luo Qianshu in public, her father would not have died because of going to the prime minister's mansion to be an important person, and she herself would not have become what she is today, living her life cautiously and like walking on thin ice.

She has no hope for the future, but Mo Qiyue must suffer more than her in order for her to live happily.

"Princess Qingyao, please stay safe." Putting away the emotion on her face because of Luo Qianshu, Mo Qiyue stared at Princess Qingyao for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"Compared to Brother Qianshu, this princess is indeed safe." Not minding Mo Qiyue's gaze, as if the person who made the mocking voice before was not her, Princess Qingyao's face slowly showed a sweet and greasy smile Smiling, she tapped her slender index finger on Luo Qianshu's forehead.

"Ah..." Although Luo Qianshu held back the scream of pain that was about to burst out of his throat in time, Princess Qingyao's finger made him tremble uncontrollably.

"Master! Mister, he... uh!" Xiao Wu's words were interrupted by Fusu's palm, because he bit his lip too abruptly, and dark blood flowed out.

Mo Qiyue's eyes darkened, she stared at the blood for a long time in silence, and when she looked at Fusu again, her murderous aura was faint.

Fusu didn't seem to feel it at all, and only concentrated on holding the long sword in his hand, so as to avoid cutting off Luo Qianshu's head by "accidentally".On the contrary, Princess Qingyao suddenly became a little weird, and moved the index finger that just touched Luo Qianshu's forehead straight away.

The same dark blood looked very abrupt on Princess Qingyao's fair fingers, but if one wanted Xiaowu's blood, it would appear more viscous, and even faintly blackened.

"You...what did you do to them..." Mo Qiyue's voice was low and deep, and the veins burst out of her clenched fists, showing the raging flames in her master's heart.

It's not hard for Mo Qiyue to imagine how unyielding Yi Luo Qianshu's temperament would be, and it was precisely this unyielding that aroused the perverted sense of revenge in Princess Qingyao's heart.To deal with a person who can't kill or let go, but he can't wait to tear it into pieces, the means available are limited and not enjoyable enough, but poison can make people feel the thrill of revenge.

"Didn't you see it all?" Princess Qingyao took Fusu's handkerchief and wiped off the blood on her fingertips. The malicious smile on her face made her look extremely sad.

"I said you..."

"It's poison!" Before Mo Qiyue roared angrily, Princess Qingyao spit out three words lightly.

"you……"

"Do you know poppies?" Princess Qingyao rubbed the handkerchief that had just been wiped off her fingers, twisting it into a silk flower.

Because the pure white background is mixed with dark blood, it brings out a very coquettish and gorgeous, as if it has a charm that makes people stop breathing.

"No...don't say..." Luo Qianshu, who had not moved for a while, raised his wrist feebly, and made a weak voice.

"Why didn't you say it? Was it because you were afraid that the male pet you were thinking of would dislike you? Then let him see how you are now!" Princess Qingyao whispered pretending to be surprised, and suddenly stretched out her hand to grab Luo Qian The book's hair forced him to lift his drooping head.

"what!"

"sky--"

"Brother Luo..." Mo Qiyue seemed to not recognize the face in front of her, and there was no sign of him in her widened eyes.

Tanyi and the two looked at each other, and they both saw anxiety and caution on each other's faces.

The reason why they followed Mo Qiyue closely was to prevent him from getting into trouble.Although Mo Qiyue didn't do anything bad even though his mood fluctuated greatly in the past few days, it didn't mean that his mind was completely stable.In particular, the existence of Luo Qianshu was like a fatal existence for him. Princess Qingyao's torment might make it difficult to end the matter.

Luo Qianshu, who was forced to raise his face, had fingerprints superimposed on his face, his face was gray and thin, and he looked as if he had aged ten years.In the middle of the forehead, a piece of flesh the size of a fingernail was deliberately dug out, and a small spider was put in the wound.Because the wound was blocked with a thin ribbon, the little spider had to circle around in the small space again and again, and because of this, Luo Qianshu continued to endure inhuman torture.

"Xiao Qi...don't look...Brother Luo...no, nothing..." Luo Qianshu slowly spread a soothing and gentle smile on his face, just like when he received the doughman from Mo Qiyue back then, Such a warm feeling.

Like a strong light piercing the darkness, Mo Qiyue felt something shattered beside her ear, and her almost lost mind gradually turned around.

When the image of Luo Qianshu was reflected in her eyes again, Mo Qiyue just started to cry without warning.

The tears were like a clear spring reflecting the full moon. They were penetrating and powerful, and Mo Qiyue cried like a wronged child in front of so many people.

"Xiaoqi...don't cry..." Luo Qianshu tried to open his eyes wide, trying to wipe away the tears rolling down Mo Qiyue's face, but his body was imprisoned, and everything he did was doomed to be in vain.

"I'm sorry! Brother Luo, I'm sorry!!" Mo Qiyue was so guilty that she almost wanted to die, and kept apologizing to Luo Qianshu, as if she wanted to make herself feel less sad through this.

"Little Qi is good...it's not your fault...don't cry!" Luo Qianshu comforted Mo Qiyue softly, and seemed to see the little boy with a little bit of playfulness in his eyes again, acting so recklessly. Even if she was crying, she was crying so confidently that she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." As if she finally found an outlet to vent, Mo Qiyue kept saying "I'm sorry", completely unable to stop her tears from falling down.

If I honestly don't want to be playful and miss the time to Lizhou City, won't I have an enmity with Prince Li's Mansion, so that Luo Qianshu suffers such revenge?

If I hadn't forced myself to stand out at the time, wouldn't I have offended King Li because of this, so that the prime minister's mansion had to formally go to war with General Wanqiwu's faction?

And these, in fact, are not the most important, right?If I had explained to him after leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, if he had insisted on not getting any news from him, would all of this today not have happened?

Just like all horny behaviors, because Mo Qiyue was too guilty, she almost took all the "ifs" on herself, and magnified the negative emotions countless times.

"Xiaoqi! Calm down!" Finally, Luo Qianshu couldn't read anymore, no matter how weak and painful his body was, he couldn't let Mo Qiyue suffer like this.

"If you feel sorry for me, shouldn't you save me first?" Luo Qianshu's tone was so harsh that Luo Qianshu even forgot that there was a long sword around his neck that could be swung at any time, and let the sharp blade cut through Flesh, with drops of blood.

save?Saving people... I am here to save people... The most persistent nerve in Mo Qiyue's mind was moved by Luo Qianshu, and as the last tear fell, he already had two more fans in his hand.

Those who sink into the past and cannot extricate themselves often lose more.If you don't want to suffer any more pain, then... kill the pain maker...!