Crown Jewels

Chapter 259

Fu Sinian was only stunned for a moment, his eyes were downcast with sincerity and humility, his eyes swept over the bone-penetrating nail on his right leg, and there was a bit of weakness and bitterness in his tone.

"Don't dare, it's Si Nian's fault, it disturbed your godfather's pleasure, I really can't get enough energy..."

Hearing this, Wang Zhi glanced at his right leg that had not been treated for the wound, and nodded his head in understanding. He seemed to think that Fu Sinian was still thinking about it with this excuse, but before Fu Sinian could heave a sigh of relief, the muffled sound of metal hitting the wooden table Let him subconsciously look towards the table under the wine cup.

Paired with a luxurious silver cup, the full metal texture of the handshake of the soft whip is a bit deceitful.

Wang Zhi opened his mouth and smiled, he never disliked the sound of godfather Fu Sinian said, but he didn't take the initiative to admit it either. He just squinted at him inexplicably as he brushed off the silver chopsticks scattered on the ground with his black boots.

"I want to be someone Wang's godson..."

"Um--"

Then, there was an undisguised smile, which was not presumptuous, but the sharpness in the voice could no longer be covered by the deliberately suppressed magnetism.

Wang Zhi lowered his eyes, and his fingertips cherished the gold leaf falling on the soft bian. Under the candlelight, the brilliance and magnificence that people couldn't take their eyes off flashed. Then, the fingertips went around the soft bian, covering the folds of Fu Sinian's shoulders again, carelessly Calming him down, the voice was lowered again, and only the two of them could hear it.

"Fu Sinian, as I said, what I value most about Wang Zhi's godson is his loyalty."

"What do you think?"

At the same time as the three words fell, Wang Zhi smoothed the last wrinkle on Fu Sinian's shoulders, and then his fingers slid down on the long whip dangling gold leaf. The moment the last word fell, the long whip that had been placed on the table The whip, across the edge of the table, landed straight in front of Fu Sinian like a trend.

Corresponding to his actions was the coldness in Wang Zhi's eyes when he looked at Fu Sinian.

The emotion hidden in the bottom of the eyes seemed to say that since he wanted Wang Zhizhi's godson, then he should always show some sincerity.

Fu Sinian's gaze turned rigidly to the golden soft bian on the edge of the table. Wang Zhi was still so relaxed, he never forced or said much, but his attitude was obvious, the golden soft bian was eye-catching, and the dazzling light made it dazzling. the pain.

Following Wang Zhi's gaze, Fu Sinian looked at Qing Dai, who was kneeling on the rattan chair with his hands bound, and matched with the soft side lying in front of him on the table, he instantly understood what Wang Zhi said just now. What does "sincerity" really mean.

Wang Zhiyao's loyalty, first and foremost, is to allow Fu Sinian to get along with the group!
As the saying goes, if it is difficult to integrate into such a routine scene in the future, how can it be regarded as loyalty, how can it be qualified to gain the trust of Admiral Wang?
Seeing the struggle in Fu Sinian's eyes, Wang Zhi pulled the corners of his lips, and there was an undisguised sarcasm in his eyes.

The obvious sense of distance in his eyes made Fu Sinian feel an alarm, and the cold sweat on his forehead made him suddenly understand the situation he was facing. If he could not even be loyal to what he was doing, it would be impossible. Get a half chance.

That mocking smile kept flashing in his mind, Fu Sinian closed his eyes slightly.

Outside the door and window, the swaying cold wind blew the tree trunks whirling, showing a heart-wrenching struggle.

After a while, Fu Sinian raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the soft whip on the table without blinking, and the same sarcasm as Wang Zhi was revealed in his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, what flashed through his mind the most was the dilapidated state of the Fu family's mansion, and the hunched body of his elderly father who was escorted to the border by officers and soldiers to suffer the cold wind of his old age alone.

What qualifications does he have to refuse?

Now in such a situation, what qualifications does he have to keep this last...

He is not eligible.

His fingers curled up slowly, and then, the soft bian inlaid with gold leaf on the table was covered by his fingers, and he slowly clenched it inch by inch, as if closing in, he was finally firmly grasped into the palm of his hand. Then, Fu Sinian crossed the edge of the table, right With legs slightly curled up, he crossed Wang Zhi in front of the table and slowly came to Qing Dai whose hands were bound.

Even with half a leg limping, Fu Sinian still looks tall and long-legged. Standing in front of Qing Dai, who has practiced martial arts all year round, he does not allow candlelight to cast shadows. His broad shoulders are enough to be bound to a rattan chair. Qing Dai's slender body shrouded.

Seeing Fu Sinian approaching, holding the golden soft biscuit that originally belonged to Wang Zhi in his hand, Qing Dai's eyes quickly glanced at Wang Zhi, who had dark eyes. I want to understand something.

The shackles of the rope and satin are actually not tight, and they are about to loosen at this moment. Qing Dai looked at Fu Sinian, who was holding a long bian in front of her, and she never avoided it. When she faced Wang Zhi before, the secret fear and fear in her heart also disappeared. Disappearing slowly, the moment she met Fu Sinian's gaze, she could only face it calmly.

If someone who has owed something to others in the past can make up for it in this way, she will actually... feel at ease.

Fu Sinian clenched the soft bian in his hand, and raised the golden color high, with the momentum of piercing the void.

The moment her wrist moved slightly, the golden color streaked across the white marks, and she was about to wave towards Qing Dai, soft and flexible like a snake, the moment she attacked, Qing Dai subconsciously closed her eyes, even though she was prepared and tried to be calm, her body Instinctively, her trembling eyelashes reflected Fu Sinian's eyes.

In an instant, Fu Sinian's mind flashed across Wang Zhi holding the soft bian in his hand, the same soft bian, when the golden color attacked Qing Dai's skin, the pain and panic she deliberately suppressed, he understood that when the bian in his hand completely fell, Qing Dai The reaction will be the same as before.

And... he, Fu Sinian, will also completely become the same as Wang Zhi.

The golden soft whip did not strike as expected, Qing Dai squinted her eyes and waited for a long time, finally opened her eyes slowly, and saw Fu Sinian raised her wrist slightly, her slightly trembling lips were struggling and disgusted with herself, and the golden soft whip, just right Stopped in the air above her head.

The golden color hangs down, but stops firmly in the air, and won't cause any harm to her.

Qing Dai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fu Sinian again in amazement, the moment they looked at each other, they happened to see the flickering struggle in his eyes.

The golden long bian has not fallen down for a long time.The atmosphere in the hall was a little stagnant, and Qingdai could clearly feel that Wang Zhi looked at Fu Sinian with a bit of impatience behind him. Perhaps, when the impatience in his eyes was completely replaced by indifference, he would, then, never again. There can be no half chances.

But even if this is the case, if Qing Dai doesn't believe it, will he not understand?

Fu Sinian still didn't want to hurt others for no reason like this.

Qing Dai smiled, and a trace of warmth flashed across her eyes. After a while, she slowly and firmly straightened her back kneeling on the wicker chair, pulled her right hand away from the completely loose ribbon, and then met Fu Sinian's face. Eyes, raised his right hand, and held Fu Sinian's wrist, together with the soft bain that glowed with golden light and shadow under the sun.

Fu Sinian's pupils shrunk slightly, and the force from his wrist made him look towards Qingdai, just in time to meet her smiling eyes, that smile brought out a bit of relief and satisfaction, firmly, he slowly pressed down on Fu Sinian's wrist.

The golden color no longer has any resistance, the white light pierces through the void, and actually falls on Qingdai's back, drawing bloodstains, tearing her clothes...

In this scene, followed by Fu Sinian's shadow, Wang Zhi never saw the movement between the two, but squinted his eyes and only saw that the golden soft biscuit was in Fu Sinian's hands, falling in every possible way as he wished, and Fu Sinian, whom he had his eyes on... was completely gregarious!
The moment the bloodstains overflowed, Qing Dai's painful broken voice overflowed from her mouth, and the suppressed muffled sound could still arouse the pleasure in Wang Zhi's blood. A somewhat satisfying mildness.

Only Fu Sinian, the blue veins on his forehead twitched violently, stared fixedly at Qing Dai who looked at him with a smile on his face.

The beautiful land under the high intensity of the sky covers the moonlight, making the entire night sky plunge into the darkness covered by mist, making people fall into the abyss completely.

The cold wind slanting westward outside the house, mixed with the second and third shattering sounds, it is impossible to turn back, and it is impossible to turn back...

(End of this chapter)