Purple poison

"Bully my fourth brother, take your life!!"

Wielding the dizzy poisonous dove in his hand, the small figure of the purple dove quickly flew towards the boy who was clinging to Puyang Yilin.

"what--"

"Ow—"

With the screams of one person and one bird, heads collided like stars hitting the earth, and the sky spun and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Fifth brother...you, why are you here!?" Puyang Yilin looked at the younger brother with a pretty face, and opened his blue eyes in surprise.

"If I don't show up, fourth brother, you will be bullied!!" Zijiu snorted softly, folded her hands on her chest, stared at the "kawaii" boy who fell to the ground and fainted, with a small expression on her face. Looking like a hooligan, he stretched out his foot and kicked him: "Really, he looks like a human being, and he actually follows the streets and alleys to moles a nice man from a good family!"

"Ah... no..." Puyang Yilin's beautiful and fair face flushed red at Zijiu's words.

It's a pity that His Highness, who has always been stubborn, automatically categorized the words of his blushing, always soft-tempered Fourth Brother as shy explanations.

"Fourth brother, such a person needs to be kicked a few more times!!" As he spoke, he stamped his little foot, but it landed on the boy's stomach.

"oops--"

"How dare you cry out in pain!!" A certain little guy's purple eyes widened, as if he wanted to swallow the other person with arrogance.

"No... dare not!" The young man looked at Zijiu's obviously cute face, and shook his head violently.

Well... so scary...

Is this little thing and that little beauty who knows how to blush and breathe really the same father?

The momentum alone is a huge difference! !

"Fourth brother, let's go!!" Zijiu pulled up Puyang Yilin's soft and slender hands and prepared for strength.

"Ah...but..."

"pain……"

Just when Puyang Yilin was about to say something, the young man who propped himself up against the wall and slowly stood up let out a sigh, and his originally rosy and fair Qingjun face instantly turned blue.

"Ah, don't move around, the injury will get worse!!" Puyang Yilin immediately stepped forward to support him, as if he was used to it these days, and wrapped his slender hands around the boy's strong waist.

"What's going on??" Zijiu frowned slightly as she watched the roles switch and stick together again.

Holding the young man half full and half full, Puyang Yilin's beautiful face flushed slightly.

"That... I was rushing home (back to the palace), and I accidentally bumped into him, and then hurt his foot. Just now I said I wanted to go home, but he refused... and it became like this .”

Listening to Puyang Yilin's words, Zijiu only knew that she had made an own mistake at this moment, and she was instantly blacked out.

"Where is it hurt?" Zijiu slightly raised her eyebrows.

"The foot is injured..." Puyang Yilin blinked lightly, and then his face was full of innocence.

"Oh..." Slightly raising her eyebrows, Zijiu put the poisonous dove that was already spinning in her hands on her back and lay on her stomach, raised her feet wearing small boots, and kicked the young man's feet.

"Ah..." As the boy cried out in pain, his face turned pale, and he looked really in pain.

"Are you okay!!" Seeing the young man's painful face turning blue, Puyang Yilin whispered anxiously: "Fifth brother, you..."

Seeing Puyang Yilin's nervous appearance, Zijiu's mouth twitched into a slight smile: "If he doesn't hurt, how do I know if he can be cured or not!!"

"But..." Puyang Yilin frowned slightly, and then worriedly checked the boy's injuries.

The young man slowly raised his head, his dark green eyes carefully looked at Puyang Yilin's worried face, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously curled into a slight smile.

The young man didn't notice it, and neither did Puyang Yilin, but Zijiu who was standing by the side fully saw this scene.

These two...

"Fourth brother, drag him to Yunwu's inn first, let me take a look!!" Stretching out his hand to appease the poisonous dove lying on his head, howling and protesting Zijiu's atrocities just now, Zijiu turned and walked towards an inn ahead go.

Seeing Zijiu's leaving back, Puyang Yilin's mouth slightly hooked: "Let's go!!"

"Uh... what? Where are you going?" The young man who was helped away by Puyang Yilin looked at Zijiu who was leaving in surprise and looked at the person who was supporting him.

"Of course let Fifth Brother see your feet!!" Puyang Yilin said rightly.

"Ah... no, I don't want it!!!" the boy shouted, waving his hands.

That child's kick just now made him half-dead in pain. If he was allowed to look at the wound, would he still be alive?

As the saying goes, the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come! !

"what--"

As a shocking cry sounded from the inn, all the people who passed by the inn were shocked.

As the line of sight falls into the inn, you will see such a scene.

I saw a long and beautiful child with several thin needles in his hand, stabbing a very handsome young man's leg one by one. Every time a needle was drawn, the young man let out a cry of pain, which really made people's scalps shudder. Numb.

Everyone thought in their hearts: This beautiful little doll is really cruel.

Zijiu, who has always been doing things in his own way, continued to inject needles without any reaction, one needle at a time. Hearing the painful cries of the young man, he felt so refreshed! !

"what--"

There was another scream, and Puyang Yilin was trembling with fear, but couldn't hold it anymore.

"Fifth brother, enough is enough, he will die of pain!!" For some reason, seeing the young man in pain, Puyang Yilin felt a slight tingle in his heart.

He is feeling sorry for him.

"Why, fourth brother doesn't feel distressed, does he?" Zijiu twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, and then looked at Puyang Yilin ambiguously.

Seeing that Puyang Yilin's white face suddenly flushed again.

"Fifth brother, what did you say, it's not...just...he was injured because of me...and..." Lowering his head slightly, Puyang Yilin didn't say any more.

During the three days of being together, he and him were nothing but the wounder and the victim, and up to now...he didn't even know their names.

Thinking of Puyang Yilin, I felt a little lost in my heart.

The young man who had been "tortured" by Zijiu until his face was covered with cold sweat looked at Puyang Yilin's lost expression at the moment, and slowly stretched out his hand to take his hand, pulling him towards himself.

"Little beauty...I don't feel pain, you...don't show such an expression..."

Obviously, he was stabbed on the leg by that little guy, and it hurt half his life, but seeing Puyang Yilin's disappointed face, he felt very reluctant to part with him.

Will this phenomenon be very bad?

He has never been like this before, such a feeling will only appear when facing him...

"I'm not a little beauty... I'm a man, and I have a name..." Biting his red lips, Puyang Yilin whispered, "My name is Puyang Yilin!"

"Yilin...a very domineering name, but it's a waste of a little bit if it fits you!!" The young man smiled, teasing Puyang Yilin, wanting to use this to divert the pain of putting a needle on his own foot.

"What!" The name was given by Puyang Linyue since he was born, and Puyang Yilin seemed to be proud of being Puyang Linyue's son, but at the moment when someone said this to him, he immediately put on a beautiful face.

"Hehe, I haven't finished yet..." The young man smiled, and pulled Puyang Yilin: "I mean that the name Yilin is too domineering, it doesn't suit you, but my name suits you better! !"

"What do you mean..." Puyang Yilin frowned slightly when he heard what he said.

"My name is Ji Hua, the Ji of the dancing girl, the gorgeous Hua, the name is very gentle, do you think it suits you very well? It's as gentle as you..." Ji Hua held Puyang Yilin's hand and said to him Gently chuckled.

Ji Hua...

Seeing Ji Hua's smiling face, Puyang Yilin was slightly taken aback, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously began to evoke a faint chuckle.

It turned out that his name was Ji Hua...

Zijiu, who was completely forgotten by the two, twitched her slender eyebrows, pulled out a larger silver needle from the sandalwood box with her small hand, and smiled slyly.

Originally completely forgetting his "pain", Ji Hua, who was chatting with Puyang Yilin, suddenly felt a chill all over his body. When he remembered what situation he was in at the moment, he suddenly turned his head to look in Zijiu's direction.

I was instantly scared out of my wits! !

"Wait—" But the poor man was always a step behind: "Ah—"

With a more shrill cry of pain, everyone was instantly frightened.

A luxuriously dressed carriage also stopped at the entrance of the inn at this time.

Woooo... Yuyu wants a long review...