Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 3619 678. Mirror Flowers and Moon in the Water (Yahe completely regained consciousness and began to plan a counterattack)

Yahe knew that his time was approaching. How could that ruthless Shangguan prince let him go after knowing all the truth?
  He can make a big change for his villa with even a doubtful thought. He is the kind of person who looks gentle and gentle, but is extremely vicious.

And what should I do now? He used the momentum of the Shangguan family to promote himself, and he did take advantage of the contradiction between the two princes to achieve a lot of benefits for himself.

But who in the Quan clan is not like this? People will be punished by heaven and earth for their own sake. What did I do wrong?
  Since he could no longer rely on the Shangguan princes, he simply turned his back completely and went to the side of the Shangguan Marquis.

At this moment, Yahe knew his position very well, and he also knew that the person who could save him now was Shangguan Marquis.

Looking at the rotten flesh on the ground, and then at his painful hands wrapped in layers of gauze, Yahe's eyes widened, his heart became cruel, and a vicious thought flashed through his mind.

I am weak and I don't have the strength to resist the Shangguan princes, but that doesn't mean I can't help but borrow strength.

I have used the method of borrowing a knife to kill someone more than once or twice. I should know what I did.

Thinking of this, Yahe became extremely calm. She knew very well that the more critical the situation, the more calmly she should handle the relationship, because she had no chance of trial and error. Only by clearing her mind could she Think through every detail.

This is his last stand, or he will die if he doesn't succeed!

After thinking about it, Yahe stood up unsteadily and started to walk forward step by step. He walked to the brocade box, bent down and held the brocade box in his right hand, and bent over to put the pieces of meat on the ground back into the box one by one. .

At this moment, his nose seemed to be half malfunctioning, and he didn't feel how smelly the rotten meat was. This was probably because his brain was processing so fast that his physical senses could no longer care about it.

It looked like he was picking up carrion, but in fact, every time he picked up a piece of carrion, he had planned every step in his mind. When he closed the box, all the situations were mapped out in his mind.

At this time, he took a deep breath. The rotten meat at this moment was not so unacceptable. On the contrary, he still felt that it was a kind of enjoyment to get stuck in it.

He lowered his head and saw that the faint red air floating on the four medicinal flowers was dissipating, and then several petals withered and withered again.

Seeing this, Yahe couldn't help but snorted, and then he reached into the box with his bare hands. This time he took a few more pieces of minced meat and placed them in the flowerpots of the four medicinal flowers.

After some nourishment, the four-door medicinal flowers regained their nutrients and bloomed more beautifully.

Yahe said coldly: "You guys are really wasting feed. With the speed you are eating feed, how long can this small box of minced meat last? It seems that before solving the problem of people, we must first solve the problem of flowers. .”

After dealing with the four medicinal flowers, Yahe stuffed the box of minced meat into his closet, then walked to the tea table and lit a sandalwood incense. For a moment, the smell of the room was covered up by the sandalwood incense.

At this time, Yahe breathed a long sigh of relief, but for some reason, his favorite incense now smelled disgusting and pungent.

Perhaps this incident hit him too hard, causing him to undergo drastic changes from the inside out, from his psychological perception to his physical senses.

At this moment, he can no longer distinguish between black and white, beauty and ugliness, good and evil, right and wrong...

He just wants to live, and only by living can he have unlimited possibilities. By the way, let’s survive first. No matter what form it is in, even if it’s in the form of rotten flesh, at least you have a sense of humor!

I don't want to be someone else's wedding dress or a stepping stone for someone else.

Thinking of this, Yahe slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were a little more fierce and decisive.

Then he called out: "Songsong, come in."

Songsong, who had been waiting at the door with hot water and obeying orders, hurriedly opened the door and was immediately disgusted by the smell coming from the room.

Although it was covered with sandalwood, the bloody and putrid smell of the species lingered for a long time, making it unbearable.

Songsong frowned, and after coming in, he first placed the hot water basin in his hand on the table, then quickly walked to the window, opened it, and kept talking.

"What does this room smell like? Master, what's going on?"

Yahe knew that the smell in his house could not be concealed, so he simply did not cover it up, so he stretched out his injured hand.

At this moment, the snow-white gauze was covered with red blood - and this was Yahe's intention.

In order to be able to tell the lie, he had to bruise the wound that was about to heal. Before he came in loosely, he suddenly touched the wound that was separated by gauze with his left hand. This was the first step of his plan.

Seeing this, Brother Songsong was stunned. He didn't know what was wrong, but seeing the constant flow of blood under the thick gauze, he rushed forward and covered Yahe's chest with distress. Wound, asked nervously.

"Sir, what's going on here? I was fine when I left in the morning. Why...why did it happen like this!"

"Go and close the door first, and then get some hot water."

Yahe calmly ordered and Songsong immediately executed it. He quickly walked to the door, tightened the door bolt, and then came over with hot water. Then he dipped a clean rag in the hot water and carefully wiped Yahe's wound.

At this time, Yahe deliberately threw away his hand and said coldly: "My wound is not the most important. I have been to the pharmacy before and the doctor has helped me take care of the wound. It's just that the wound is too deep and it is necessary to stop the bleeding." For a while, so you don’t have to worry about this. The important thing is the blood stains on the carpet. Clean the carpet quickly. If the third uncle and the others know about my injury and soiled this valuable carpet, neither you nor I will suffer. Let’s go.”

Hearing this, Songsong was stunned for a moment, his face became very ugly, and he kept complaining: "Is there anything wrong with the rules of Ji Le Pavilion? Where is the truth that someone is more important than the carpet? Your hands are like That’s it! If the carpet gets dirty, it gets dirty!”

Although Songsong complained verbally, he physically had to obey the order. He angrily lay on the ground and cleaned the traces left by the carrion.

"Haha~ The oiran may not be me, Yahe, but this room is where the oiran lives. Maybe tomorrow I won't be favored anymore, and we both have to get out of this room. Isn't the Paradise Pavilion just such a place? Where? What kind of humanity is there? As long as you have value and strength, you can enjoy the top resources here. And if you have nothing... haha~ you and I both know in our hearts what the outcome will be?"

(End of this chapter)