Live Broadcast: My Leisurely Life As An Emperor in Daqin!

"But Wei Heming is too impatient, so he won't be able to get anything of value anymore."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. A terrifying thought flashed through his mind in an instant, and Li Yao stood up abruptly, "Go and find—"

"No need.""

When the curtain was lifted, Jing Zichen walked in carrying Xiaoyue's collar with one hand, and threw him to the ground neatly, "I'm here.

Xiaoyue was only twenty years old, and he was still the skeleton of a thin teenager. He fell on the pool of blood stains, panted hard and propped himself up, and there were several red and swollen slap prints on his left and right faces, obviously being taught a lesson.

Jing Zichen took off his cloak, turned his head and commanded: "Watch the door, no one is allowed to enter."

A Yu, a man of seven feet, complied with all his promises, and hurriedly tightened the curtain.

The wind made his eyes hurt. He sniffed and put both hands into the cuffs. He couldn't help but gasp when he thought of the way Jing Zichen caught the child and slapped him.

Alas, who can be the Sima of a country is really not an ordinary person...

In the tent, Jing Zichen just finished drinking a cup of hot tea, stared at Xiao Yuehan and said, "Before you die, is there anything else you want to say?"

"I have nothing to say," Xiaoyue's cheeks were burning, and her back was still straight, "it's just a pity that I couldn't see Wang Jian's death with my own eyes.

Li Yao was stinged by the dark eyes that burst out of his eyes, and couldn't help grasping the armrest of the chair, "Xiaoyue, why did you harm him?"

"Why...why?" Xiaoyue repeated softly and couldn't help laughing, "Fourteen years ago, Wang Jian was still working for the lackeys of the pre-Qin king, so he had to slaughter my whole family overnight, making me completely reduced to the market. Lonely and alone, begging for food like a wild dog every day, begging for food on the street corner, I don't know the reason, can you satisfy Mr. Li?

"Forget it, how can you understand?" Xiaoyue raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, and asked himself, "Not everyone is as lucky as you, so they can stand up to a noble like Ying Zheng."~ .

Since he is at the end of the road, he will finish what he wants to say, so as not to take him to the underworld and hold back a bad anger.

"So you went to help Wei Heming?" Li Yao shook her head in disbelief, "From the beginning, it was all fake?"

Baking naan for her is fake, maybe, maybe she was threatened by a killer that day, it was Xiaoyue's intentional opening!

There was a sudden chill on her back, as if an icy snake was entangling her tightly.

"Wei Heming promised me that I would kill Wang Jian!" Xiaoyue gritted his teeth, "But in order to see you, he even resorted to such a sinister trick! 99

From the beginning to the end, all he wanted was revenge and blood for blood. However, going round and round again and again, unknowingly, it has become a chess piece that is thrown out of the hands of the superior.

He groped alone in the dark for more than ten years, but always stayed in place.

The bright place is always ahead, leaving him only a large black shadow.

When Wei Heming placed him in the iron cavalry camp, he felt his blood boil for the first time, and his powerless hands finally had the desire to seize the opportunity.

But today, everything is in vain. If you don't have the strength to blame whoever is to blame, the fate given by God may not be able to turn things around even in his entire life.

"Look at the blood under your feet! For your plan, the iron cavalry battalion took the lives of 800 elites in vain. Ying Zheng put down the teacup, his eyes were as sharp as arrows, and he almost poked two blood holes in him alive," They also have parents, wives and children who are as young as you and have great potential!""

"I know I should be damned, I have nothing to do, I just hope that my next life can be peaceful and ordinary..." Xiaoyue shook his head slightly, and dazzling blood gradually overflowed from his lips, "This time, I have been too tired.

The bitterness pressed down by the base of his tongue finally completely dissipated, and he took two steps back weakly, like a solitary bird whose wings were broken, and suddenly fell to the ground, his whole body was dying.

Ying Zheng and Jing Zichen looked at each other and frowned slightly.

"Little Yue!

Li Yao rushed over in a panic and moved the boy's head to his knees, not caring that the blood gushing out of his ears and nose stained his robes.

"Sir," Xiao Yue half-closed his eyes, breathing hard, "My name is... My name is Yue An, and I am An from Chang'an... Help me to carve it on the tablet, please help me..."

My mother once said that when people die, if they are buried casually without a name or a name, they will become lonely ghosts, black and white impermanence will not be taken in.

He was in excruciating pain, twitching and convulsing all over his body, his fingers twisted.

"You won't die!" Li Yao's hands were covered in blood, and looked up at Ying Zheng in panic, "Medical doctor, military doctor—"

Jing Zichen, who was beside him, shook his head and sighed in a low voice, "What he ate is broken soul powder, even if a god comes, there is no way to save him."

When the news of the total annihilation came back, he was probably ready to die.

From Yue An's chest, there was a sound of vibration of nothingness, like a strong wind blowing through the winter valley, leaving only endless sadness.

He lay on Li Yao's knee and gradually stopped breathing.

Li Yao still slumped on the ground in that position, panting unbelievably, all her strength was drained, she wanted to cry, but her eyes were extremely dry.

The seven orifices bleed, and Xiaoyue died too disgracefully.

Looking back now, under the lonely moonlight, the back of that wipe was extremely lonely.

The dark pool of blood on the ground had not disappeared, but in a blink of an eye, it was covered with a new layer.

Three days later.

Li Yao straightened her hair neatly in front of the bronze mirror, and then took a step back to look at herself.

Apart from the pale complexion and the dark blue now, the whole person looks quite angry, and probably will not disappoint Wei Heming.

There were footsteps behind her, and Ying Zheng also appeared in the mirror, spreading her shoulders and covering her with a soft fox fur.

6.|| Jing Zichen will accompany you, so don't worry too much. "He said, tying his robes for Li Yao, and sighed softly, "Xiao Yao, if you don't want to go...

"Shh" Li Yao shook his head and interrupted him (Noah's good), "We've already made arrangements, haven't we?

.

She sipped a little smile, trying to reassure Ying Zheng, "I'm very smart and nothing will happen.

It was obvious that sheep entered the tiger's mouth, but she didn't seem to care.

"Of course I know that. It's just," Ying Zheng pinched her face and his eyes sharpened, "I don't want you to see him at all.

It was rare for Li Yao to see him like this, so she couldn't help standing on tiptoe and kissed his bulging cheek, "Are you jealous?"

Ying Zheng sneered disdainfully, "I would eat that kind of person's vinegar."

"Oh," Li Yao blinked, "then you have to pick me up earlier, or—"

After such a toss, Jing Zichen waited for him in the sedan chair for half a cup of tea. The northern country was cold, his face was completely frozen into ice cubes, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

"You are about to bring disaster to the country and the people," he sneered with his eyes closed. "When the time comes, let the historian enter it into the book, and it will last forever."