After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 74 Neuropathy

He didn't like this feeling of being out of control, he wanted to hold Su Jiu'er in his palm, and at the moment he didn't say give up, she could only be firmly held in his palm!
Yan Yunxiao would not allow even if there was a slight gap that allowed her to escape from control!

So he was afraid, he was afraid that Su Jiu'er would really say that sentence, "Okay, that's what His Majesty wishes."

But Yan Yunxiao quickly denied his fear, and he covered it up for himself. This is not fear, but something under his control, and he shouldn't have the right to choose!
So he didn't give Su Jiu'er a chance to reply, instead he knelt down in front of Su Jiu'er playfully, pinched her face and said, "Or if you beg the widow, maybe you still have a way out."

As he spoke, his sword eyebrows raised, waiting for Su Jiu'er's reply.

Su Jiu'er looked at his handsome but unaffected face, and felt very painful.

Scalp hurts, face hurts, mouth hurts too.

With a numb gaze, she looked back at Yan Yunxiao's eyes, moved her lips, and slowly said two words.

"Neuropathy.

How else could Su Jiu'er give him a feeling of being out of control?He didn't expect this sentence.

Originally, there were only two possibilities for this remark, Su Jiuer retorted angrily, or obeyed and begged for mercy.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he would never have thought that Su Jiu'er would scold him.

Don't say it was unexpected, even if you heard it, you couldn't understand it.

Seeing his gradually frowning, Su Jiuer knew that he didn't understand.

After that, the word "sickness" was not uttered.

His pinching was lighter than last time, but because Su Jiuer's face had lost a layer of skin, it was too painful to be pinched, so she broke free from Yan Yunxiao's palm and glanced away.

His face was pale and cold.

It was still extremely calm, and there was no trace of joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

The more she was like this, the more Yan Yunxiao wanted to stir up the hidden emotions in her heart.

He snorted coldly, turned around and went downstairs with his hands behind his back, and said solemnly, "Put her in the widow's carriage."

The military guard guarding outside the pavilion responded and was about to go up, but Yan Yunxiao said coldly, "Don't touch her."

This made the military guard sweat profusely.

These words are so contradictory, and this woman is to be detained, and no one is allowed to touch her, so get out of here?
Besides, since it is in your carriage, why do you have to impound it?Who dares?

Fortunately, this woman is easy to talk to. Hearing that His Majesty ordered it, the military guard invited her, and she got up and followed Yan Yunxiao's carriage.

Can't help but leave everyone guessing, what is the origin of this woman, dare to confront her when His Majesty is so furious, it seems that His Majesty doesn't like her, but she never hurt her lifeline.

Yan Yunxiao leaned lazily in the carriage, his face was haggard visible to the naked eye, but he did not close his eyes to rest, his eyes were fixed on Su Jiu'er all the time.

If Su Jiuer also went to see him, the two of them would look at each other.

But no one will hide from sight.

Their gazes overlapped, one was unscrupulous, the other frank and indifferent, both had their own stubbornness, and neither flinched.

Su Jiuer like this is already different from his usual obedient appearance. Could this be the realest Su Jiuer?

Not at all.

But it was such a small difference that made Yan Yunxiao feel a sense of crisis out of control.

He tried to get back that sense of control, even if it was just an emotion.

Su Jiu'er was sitting near the door curtain in the carriage. When she looked at each other for the last time, she looked away and put her head against the carriage wall, not knowing what she was thinking.

I was thinking, to hypnotize Yan Yunxiao when I get back tonight, and then beat him up.

But the reason why Su Jiu'er seldom hypnotized Yan Yunxiao was because he himself was suspicious of the frequent attacks, and hypnosis was not absolutely effective.

Personality awakening is not absolutely successful every time, especially when the condition improves and almost recovers in the later stage, this is not very effective.

If Yan Yunxiao really wanted to hide the disease, if he knew that he had discovered it, he would be crushed into mud by Yan Yunxiao's hands again.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she had already forgotten that Yan Yunxiao, a psychopath, was sitting behind her.

The coachman said, "Here we are."

Su Jiu'er raised the curtain and got out of the carriage by herself.

When Yan Yunxiao was about to come out, Su Jiu'er had already put down the curtain, and didn't intend to help him pick it up at all. The driver's face turned dark from seeing it, and he quickly opened the curtain for Yan Yunxiao.

Then Yan Yunxiao pushed with his long arm, and pushed Su Jiu'er who was in front of him down with one foot on the ground.

She was so frightened that she staggered suddenly, and fled a few steps in embarrassment.

Su Jiu'er was frightened, and her expression was naturally much richer than that indifferent face just now.

She looked back, only to see Yan Yunxiao got off the carriage with high spirits and a childish provocation on his face.

Like a cynical bad boy.

Su Jiu'er lowered her head and brushed the dust off her dress, then raised her head to look at Yan Yunxiao, with that indifferent and indifferent face again.

Yan Yunxiao also stopped looking at her, but looked up from afar.

Su Jiu followed and looked, and it turned out that he had already arrived at the gate of the imperial capital.

Qi Mingzheng's body was still hanging on the city wall, and the blood on the wall had dried out and turned blackish red, which looked like purple at first glance.

And the flesh has rotted into a lump.

It was black and sticky, with a greasy, sour smell of human fat wafting from afar.

The rope that binds the flesh has also been firmly embedded in the rotten flesh. It must be hung here for a few more days, and the rope may have already been stretched close to the bone.

When Su Jiuer studied medicine, it was inevitable that she should study various functions of the human body, as well as the human body's reactions and development in various forms.

So she just instinctively frowned at this disgusting scene, and then subconsciously slowed down her breathing.

Bacteria, the smell of rotting corpses in the air are viruses!

Yan Yunxiao glanced at her, it was very strange that she was not frightened by this scene.

For Su Jiu'er, a living person whose head was severed and died in front of him, and a dead and rotting corpse are two different concepts.

With his hands behind his back, Yan Yunxiao walked up the tower slowly, and Su Jiuer had no choice but to follow.

The city tower is much higher than the pavilion just now, and one can see scarlet everywhere at the gate of Qi Mansion at a glance.

After the punishment was over and Yan Yunxiao left, everyone naturally dispersed quickly, and no one wanted to stay longer.

Yan Yunxiao looked at the setting sun, which dyed half of the sky red, and it seemed that the day was not made red by the sun, but the blood of the imperial capital was evaporated by the sun and flew into the sky.

Yan Yunxiao suddenly said coldly, "I don't know how many of the widow's courtiers can sleep well tonight."

If he had a clear conscience and was loyal to Dayan, he would naturally not have this nightmare.

So what Yan Yunxiao wanted to say was that he didn't know how many of Dayan's courtiers were loyal to him?

Su Jiuer thought about it, but didn't answer.

However, Yan Yunxiao didn't mean to let her go, and asked forcefully, "My concubine, what do you think?"

Su Jiu'er's goosebumps got up when she called her concubine.

One second you wanted me to die, and the next second I was your favorite concubine. A person who can't control his emotions is too intrusive!
(End of this chapter)