Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 24
"Hiss~" Yan Xi held his finger lightly, a small wound was pricked by a wooden thorn.

Her skin is delicate and easily injured.

Meng Yun quickly put down the things in his hand, came over in a hurry, rubbed the water stains on his hands carelessly on the hem of his clothes, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xi raised his head slightly, and smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, I just hurt my hand by the wooden thorn of the firewood, and I'm fine now."

She was just afraid of pain, and this wound was not a big deal, and it didn't even take much spiritual energy to recover.

Meng Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I never thought you were as delicate as a princess in the past, but now it seems that you are really soft and weak."

Although Yan Xiqian is talented and talented in cultivation, but due to the softness of her body, she is inevitably more delicate.

She is always lazy and lazy, she was raised by being hugged since she was a child, and she can't be touched.

There was no other way, Yan Xiqian could only do some washing dishes.

Seeing Meng Yun cooking like flowing water, Yan Xiqian couldn't help feeling a little envious.

Although she never felt that women should stick to one kitchen, she felt that cooking delicious food was a sense of accomplishment.

Yan Xiqian stared at her own hands, thinking: forget it, my hands are very stupid.

As soon as the dishes were washed, Meng Yun called her, "Ah Qian, help me put the shredded radish on the table into the pot."

Yan Xiqian scanned the dishes on the table and found the radish soaked in water.

But she didn't know that the shredded radish soaked in water had to be drained before it could be put into the pot, so she just scooped it up and threw it in.

As soon as the shredded radish was put into the pot, hot oil and water splashed immediately, causing Yan Xiqian to yell in fright.

Seeing this, Meng Yun quickly pulled her away, stood in front of her, and comforted softly: "It's okay, it's okay, Ah Qian, don't be afraid."

When the water evaporated completely, the pot finally calmed down.

Yan Xiqian looked at Meng Yun's burnt left hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

She was suddenly a little annoyed that Meng Yun was hurt because of her, but she had doubted Meng Yun in her heart.

She pursed her lips and apologized softly: "I'm sorry."

Meng Yun didn't care much, and laughed, "It's not uncommon for this to happen when you're cooking for the first time, Ah Qian, don't take it to heart."

Yan Xiqian took a deep look at her, and knew very well in her heart that this sorry was not just because of the accident just now.

After the shredded radish incident, Yan Xiqian completely relaxed his guard against Meng Yun.

So much so that when she was eating, she decided not to hide it anymore, and expressed her doubts about Meng Yun in detail.

Yan Xiqian wanted to repent, but she lowered her head, feeling very guilty, "I don't know what I did to suspect that you might be the one who was injured by me that day."

Meng Yun's face was pale, and he was silent for a long time.

Seeing her like this, Yan Xiqian felt even more guilty, "I'm sorry, Meng Yun, I'm really sorry, I..."

Meng Yun shook his head suddenly, and said, "I don't blame you, Ah Qian. I accidentally broke my arm. I was afraid that you would be worried, so I kept hiding it from you. I can't blame you."

Yan Xi was so shallow that she would rather Meng Yun blame her, so that she could feel better.

Meng Yun has such a broad mind, it seems that she is a bit petty.

Yan Xiqian held Meng Yun's hand seriously, "I promise, this is the first and last time, and I will never doubt you in the future."

Meng Yun smiled softly, "Well, good."

In the afternoon, Meng Yun arranged for someone to treat the prisoner, but Yan Xiqian couldn't help, so she left it all to her.

But when Yan Xiqian woke up the next day, she was told that the prisoner was dead.

Yan Xiqian was very surprised when he heard the news. Although she pulled out the iron block from the back of his head yesterday and damaged his brain, she treated him in time.

Logically speaking, the prisoner would never die.

But there are always exceptions in the world, and Yan Xiqian is helpless.

People died, and the clues were broken.

Yan Xiqian looked at the iron block in his hand and fell into deep thought.

The only thing that is certain is... this prisoner is by no means a real traitor, but who could it be?
Yan Xiqian didn't know much about the immortals on the punishment platform, so he really couldn't draw a conclusion.

It seems that they can only think of a way to lure the snake out of the hole.

But there must always be a reason.

Yan Xi pondered for a while, and finally set his eyes on the iron block in his palm.

With it, isn't this a real excuse?
With a plan in mind, Yan Xiqian dispatched a few fairies from the Chonghua Palace to help her read ancient books.

Meng Yun came to her a few times, but she locked herself in the room and did not go out on the grounds that she had clues and needed to look up the ancient books as soon as possible.

Although it is not good to tell Meng Yun.

But Yan Xiqian needed someone to spread the word about her finding the clue.

Meng Yun is most suitable as the person in charge of the punishment platform.

Besides, to act is to be true.

For three days in a row, there was an endless stream of Xian'e going back and forth between Yan Xiqian's room and Cangshu Pavilion, and this incident was known to everyone on the execution platform.

Indeed, this is what Yan Xiqian wanted.

At dusk on the fourth day, Yan Xiqian felt that the time was almost ripe, and it was time to see what kind of tail the fox hiding in the dark was hiding!
Yan Xiqian first notified Meng Yun and asked her to gather everyone on the execution platform early in the morning. She had already found a way to verify on the spot who was the henchman of the demon clan.

Before Meng Yun left, Yan Xiqian smiled meaningfully at her, hoping that Meng Yun would understand her painstaking efforts.

But this smile caused Meng Yun's eyes to burst into murderous intent when he turned around.

At night, Yan Xi lay lightly on the couch with his eyes tightly closed.

The sycamore trees were still rustling with the wind, but in the wailing of these sycamore trees, there was an undetectable strangeness hidden.

A black figure in night clothes slowly approached Yan Xiqian's room and stopped at the window.

The man looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he gently opened the window a gap.

Just as he was about to throw a small bundle in, a hand behind him suddenly patted the shoulder of the man in black.

The man in black was taken aback for a moment, and heard a clear and pleasant chuckle behind him, "Sure enough, he came to kill me. It really didn't waste my painstaking efforts these days."

The man realized that he had been tricked, so he wanted to run away.

But with what happened last time, how could Yan Xiqian be defenseless.

Just when the man broke free, Yan Xiqian hit the man's heart with his palm.

The black mask was immediately soaked in a mouthful of blood.

The man suddenly threw the package in his hand, and Yan Xiqian instinctively caught it.

A snake's head came out of the gap that could be wrapped, scaring Yan Xiqian so much that his legs went limp.

No matter how powerful Yan Xiqian was, there was still nothing he could do to deal with the things he was afraid of.

(End of this chapter)