Luo nine needles

Chapter 225 Sleepless Night

Just like before, Huo Lian knelt until it was dark, and was about to tell the emperor to go home.

Seeing Lu Yizhi today, the emperor felt even more guilty, and his anger towards Huo Lian could not be restrained, so he asked him to go back and think about his mistakes behind closed doors.

"When will you send people to the palace, and when will you come back?"

Huo Lian didn't plead at all, saying that the minister was sorry for His Majesty, so she handed over the duties to Zhu Chuan, and went home while Zhu Chuan sent her off with tears in his eyes.

The emperor's punishment of contemplating mistakes behind closed doors did not make Du Chasi tense, and Qi Xing, who was locked deep in the prison, didn't know about it, but she could see that Huo Lian was a little different tonight.

"What's your business?"

Qi Xing, who always concentrates on eating, asked suddenly.

Huo Lian looked up at her and said, "Don't try to find anything from me."

Qixing swallowed a mouthful of soup fed by Mrs. Chun, and looked at his bowl and chopsticks: "I mean, why don't you eat it?"

Since it was a meal for two, Qi Xing was very fair and gave half of what he ate.

Huo Lian lowered her head and looked in front of her. It turned out that he was holding the chopsticks just now and was in a daze. The plate that Qi Xing sent over didn't move much.

He smiled, did not speak, and ate vegetables one by one from these plates.

Qixing didn't ask any more questions, and Miss Chun continued to feed the meal.

After dinner, Huo Lian went to wash up, and when she came back, she saw Qixing sitting in front of the embroidery frame.

Sure enough, Zhu Chuan brought the embroidery frame from Linglongfang earlier, and the maid also told him to finish the embroidery as soon as possible, and the construction period was coming.

Zhu Chuan was aggrieved, and sued Huo Lian to the Duchasi to become the second Linglongfang.

Huo Lian stood still, a little curious, and then saw Qixing flying the needle with her bound hands.

It is a real flying needle.

The four maids guarded her nervously, and every time they saw the tiny flying needle flash, their hearts trembled.

In the past few days, they also heard that this well-behaved girl had also lived in a cell before.

"You know the cell for serious criminals?" Doctor Sui said mysteriously in the cell.

They are also very familiar with Dr. Sui. That Miss Wanwan used all kinds of methods to toss herself back then, and Dr. Sui saved her life every time.

This time they told Doctor Sui directly that he was not needed.

"You don't know how obedient you are." They said in unison, "We all feel that we have become the personal servants of some noble lady."

Life is simple and elegant.

Dr. Sui grinned and said: "This young lady is not good. Last time she got herself covered in bruises, I saved her life and ran away before the injuries healed."

He gestured with his hand.

"She broke such a thick iron chain, and it disappeared with a swish."

Then he lowered his voice again.

"The governor didn't catch her in time."

This lady is so powerful, no wonder the governor wants to guard her like this, um, this lady is so powerful, let the governor arrest her a second time.

You can't run away anymore, otherwise their lives will be in danger.

Fortunately, the flying needle only penetrated the brocade every time, but not them.

Qixing popped out the needle, and motioned to a woman to take it back and put it on her hand, repeating this.

Huo Lian waved her hands, and the four women hurriedly retreated.

"What did Liu Yan go to Linglongfang?" He asked.

Qi Xing said: "It's not surprising, Mr. Liu also wants to keep track of my movements."

A needle went out, and motioned to Huo Lian to pass the needle.

Huo Lian picked up the hanging thin needle and looked at a flower that was gradually taking shape on the embroidery frame.

"Liu Yan's benefactor is Motu." He said, looking at her thoughtfully, "Did Liu Yan refer to you?"

Qixing asked curiously, "Which sentence?"

Huo Lian stopped talking, she retracted her gaze and flicked the needle in her hand, and the embroidery needle fell diagonally through the brocade.

"Sleep," he said.

The lights in the cell were turned off, the people on the bed were silent, and the woman next to her had fallen into a deep sleep, but Huo Lian knew she was still asleep.

What is the mood of killing relatives righteously.

How funny.

Such a little thing is just the favor of a Mo disciple, so it can't be said to kill relatives, the life and death of the Mo sect has nothing to do with him.

Dare to compare him with Huo Lian.

He, Huo Lian, was an abandoned baby, floating in the river, rescued by Liangsi, raised him, taught him martial arts and tactics, made him respectable as a father and loving as a brother.

The kindness of upbringing and the affection of teaching can be regarded as relatives.

Killing relatives who do evil like this can be regarded as killing relatives righteously.

Huo Lian clenched her hands tightly and clenched her teeth.

"I am indeed doing evil." An old voice sighed beside my ear, "Why do you bother, Bazi?"

This was a dream. Huo Lian knew that her adoptive father was dead, and she couldn't hear his voice except in dreams.

He closed his eyes and clenched his hands motionlessly, ignoring him.

But the adoptive father slapped him hard.

"Bazi, open your eyes and see, it's easy to kill me."

"You are good at using knives. If you cut here, just one knife will do."

"You haven't killed people who are standing still, have you? That's right, you used to kill the barbarian people who came at you immediately."

"That's easy to handle, how about I run too?"

A knife was stuffed into his hand, but the knife was scorching hot, hurting his palm and burning his flesh, so he couldn't hold it at all.

"You fucking do it quickly." The voice in the ear became furious, "What's the matter with killing an evil person? This is called killing relatives with righteousness!"

Huo Lian opened her eyes suddenly: "Then why don't you kill him! Kill that evil King Jin, wouldn't that be enough?"

The burning fire, the pitch-black night, the old general had a helpless smile on his face.

"I can't." He said, "I can't do it, Bazi, you can do it."

He said and rushed over.

"Look, you've cut off my head, my head."

The spinning head rushed towards him in the dark, Huo Lian only felt that his hands were full of blood, and his heart was full of grief and indignation.

"He is the son of your old friend, you can't bear it, but you raised me with your own hands, so you can bear it!"

No wonder, that Qixing said that your last words were to say sorry to me.

You are sorry for me!

He let out a roar, opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were dazed, his body was tense, but one hand patted his back.

There is a soft voice in the ear.

"Cry, cry."

This is not an old voice, this is not a dream, and, in his arms...

Even though his vision was dim, when he lowered his head, he could still see the shining eyes of the person in his arms looking at him.

Huo Lian violently pushed the person in her arms away, but because her arms were tied together, she was dragged to the side again.

The woman who was hugged and pushed away before did not panic, but sighed: "You are still having nightmares now."

What is now.

Huo Lian didn't ask if you've seen me have nightmares before, but if you know how to ask, you will definitely get a ridiculous and confident answer like "I've seen it before."

After entering Duchasi, he hardly had any nightmares.

Even if he had nightmares, he never hugged the people around him...
Because the arms are tied together?
But he has also been tied to Wanwan for a long time, never like this.

Besides, Wanwan is someone who is already familiar with, this woman has only been a few days, why does he hug her like a habit?

She also shoots him.....
"You were the one taking pictures of me in the first place?" Huo Lian asked abruptly.

Thinking of the first time he fell into a dream, he seemed to be being slapped by his adoptive father, so in fact he was really being slapped.

Qi Xing said: "You are gritting your teeth and shaking, I will pat you to make you relax." After finishing speaking, he asked, "Did you dream about your adoptive father? Are you forced to kill him again in your dream?"

Her voice followed one sentence after another.

"Didn't your adoptive father repent halfway through, did he?"

"He didn't collude with King Jin at all, did he?"

"Why does he insist on you killing him instead of killing King Jin yourself?"

As she spoke, she moved over and was almost in front of him again, staring at him with twinkling eyes.

"Because, the son of an old friend?"

Huo Lian froze. Not only did he have nightmares beside this strange woman, he even talked in his sleep.

Why was he so unguarded?

Since the incident in Jindi, he has never let down his vigilance, let alone said unnecessary words to others, and never vented his emotions in front of others. Only a few times when he faced something that was not human...
Like that sword.

In the dark cell, Huo Lian stared at the woman in front of her. Her breath was calm, her figure blended into the night, and her eyes were shining with cold light.

"It's the sword, isn't it?" he said suddenly.

Hearing this sentence at first, Qixing was startled and became stiff for a while.

Huo Lian's voice continued to be heard next to her ear.

"Your father said that you were not by his side, but you are like your father in everything, and there are some things that happened in Jindi, you seemed to be there." Huo Lian raised her hand, because the ropes tied together , asked Qixing to come closer, looked her in the eyes and asked: "That six-foot sword has the secret method of sound transmission for thousands of miles, isn't it?"

Qixing let out a chuckle, lowered his head in a laugh, pressed his head against his chest, and nodded: "Yes, that sword..."

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.

"I can hear and see, and now, I can talk."

Although she made a guess, Huo Lian also felt that she was talking nonsense.

After hearing Qixing laughing and saying this even more nonsense, the tension of the previous nightmare, the ups and downs of emotions, and the confusion of mind suddenly dissipated in an instant.

Some things I don't want to say suddenly feel that there is nothing to say.

Those things of the past are gone.

He looked at the woman in front of him who was still smiling with her head down, and said, "Prince Jin is the son of my adoptive father's old friend."

Qixing was a little surprised. He replied, raising his head in surprise.

Huo Lian didn't look at her again, but raised her head and looked into the darkness.

"Don't you want to know the truth?" he said, "Want to know that my adoptive father was wronged? Did he collude with King Jin?"

He shook his head when he said this.

"He did not collude with King Jin."

Before Qixing could respond, he nodded again.

"But he wasn't wronged either."

(End of this chapter)