I am Feng Jun

Chapter 352 352. Humiliation
Yuntai Mountain, the temple.

Seeing Ah Da who was seriously injured and returning home, Lan Yi's expression turned cold instantly, she lightly lifted Ah Da's chin who was kneeling in front of her with her toes, and her lips parted slightly.

"Failed?"

"The slave has failed the lord's entrustment, and the slave is guilty."

"A mere Gu Qianqiu, fourth-level and ninth-rank garbage, can hurt you to such an extent?"

Lan Yi felt a little angry.

Ah Da, who didn't dare to look at Lan Yi, lowered his eyes, and his hoarse voice was a bit vain.

"Gu Qianqiu's skills are weird. Before the slave, there were twelve dead soldiers who went to assassinate, and only two escaped."

Lan Yi sneered when she heard the words, "That is to say, in the situation where the snipe and the clam are fighting, you, the fisherman, returned home without a feather, right?"

With one kick, Ah Da bounced onto a pillar a few meters behind him, and then slid down.

Lan Yi, who was still angry, moved her knuckles, but suddenly found that there seemed to be a faint crack on the originally smooth and white left wrist under the red gauze, which made her calm down instantly.

Ah Da, whose lips were overflowing with blood, still maintained his kneeling posture, Lan Yi said softly, "Come here!"

Ah Da knelt down very obediently, and came to Lan Yi's feet.

"What is the Lord's order?"

"Where's Bi Jiuhong!"

Ah Da, who had never thought that the Lord would bring others back to the temple, was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"In the Frost Palace."

Lan Yi, who was lightly holding her left wrist with her right hand, heard Adana's deeply buried meaning of unforeseen dangers, leaned slightly to put her ear next to Ada's ear, and ordered viciously.

"Clean it up and bring it over."

Ah Da raised his eyes in an instant, and his eyes trembled slightly when facing Lan Yi, who was still angry but had a cold smile on her lips.

This punishment is really punishing, even if it takes his life, it will be better than this.

Lan Yi got up, looked at the unbelievable Ah Da and ordered coldly, "Go quickly, are you waiting for the deity to do it yourself?"

".Yes"

Lan Yi turned around and lay back on the couch, ignoring the lonely Ah Da, her eyes fell on the crack on her left wrist, wondering what she was thinking.

It took a long time before two cold names escaped from those beautiful lips.

"Mu Yuanxi, Gu Qianqiu."

Bi Jiuhong obeyed the boy in the black cloak like a puppet.

Ah Da's voice was hoarse, and every sentence was a concise order, while Bi Jiuhong didn't say a word.

Ah Da didn't want to wash the man himself and send him to the Lord. He was afraid that he would kill him if he couldn't help it, so he called some palace servants from the mountain to serve Bi Jiuhong.

No one in the temple has always dared to say much, so even if the servants in the palace showed envy towards Bi Jiuhong, they dared not say much.

There was silence in Liushuang Hall, everyone was doing their own things in an orderly manner, and Bi Jiuhong, who was in a daze, let others decorate like a walking dead.

At the end, looking at the young man in the mirror who was dressed in flame-like red, with red lips pouting, and with a calm expression, Ah Da walked up behind him, and said somewhat viciously.

"It is your honor to serve the Lord, how dare you be displeased?"

Bi Jiuhong lifted his eyelids lightly, his eyes were dull, and his voice was even less fluctuating, "Jiuhong didn't."

Ah Da looked down at Bi Jiuhong, his eyes were full of jealous anger, but he couldn't vent it at all.

This is the person the lord personally wants, so he can only send the person there intact.

Watching people walk in, the moment the hall door was closed, Ah Da, who was ordered by Lan Yi to guard outside the hall, closed his eyes tightly, clenched his hands into fists, and felt an unprecedented killing intent in his heart.

He dared not and would not complain about Lan Yi, so he could only blame Gu Qianqiu for all of this.

If he worked harder and killed Gu Qianqiu, wouldn't that be the case?
"Gu Qianqiu"

Even the night wind on the top of the mountain couldn't blow away the murderous intent on Ada's body, making Gu Qianqiu, who was far away in Shen Xiangxie making false accounts, couldn't help but shudder.

In the hall, Bi Jiuhong, who was placed on the bed, stared at the ceiling with dull eyes, and folded his hands on his lower abdomen, quietly like a painting.

The long red dress was spread out on the flat bed sheet, like ripe fruit, waiting to be picked by the supreme national teacher.

With her toes on the velvet blanket, Lan Yi flashed to the side of the bed in an instant, put down the water-red gauze curtain, sat down on the side of the bed, and looked at the boy with a calm expression.

Lan Yi slightly raised his chin, and turned his gaze to herself, "Are you unwilling?"

Bi Jiuhong didn't answer.

Lan Yi laughed lightly, and said slowly, "Do you know why I pity you?"

"I don't know"

"You love it so much that you can't look like it. You look like a person I know."

Lan Yi approached him and said, the warm breath sprayed against his ears, but he remained indifferent.

It's just that the four characters of "I can't love you" caused ripples and a little gloom in his flat eyes, which looked like dry Tan.

"Your status is much higher than his. One is the son of the general's mansion, and the other is just a servant who has not been released from slavery."

Lan Yi spoke softly while unbuttoning his clothes.

"But even though his status is humble, he got his wish and came to the side of the one he loves. Even if that person is inferior to him, he still enjoys it and even gave birth to a daughter for him. But you, even if you despise yourself, she is still the one you love. I don't want to have anything to do with you."

"Bi Jiuhong, tell me, which of the two of you is luckier?"

The gloom gradually turned into anger, and Bi Jiuhong's expression gradually became lively, which made Lan Yi feel interesting.

Bi Jiuhong didn't answer for a long time, but Lan Yi didn't want to talk to herself this time, and took a bite like punishment, "Say, answer the question of the deity."

A trace of shame and indignation flashed in Bi Jiuhong's eyes, and then he replied unwillingly, "He"

"Really?" Lan Yi kissed his neck, "Then if he is just a tool, after he gave birth to that daughter, he is worthless and abandoned, do you still think he is lucky? "

Bi Jiuhong didn't understand what Lan Yi wanted to say, but he didn't dare not answer, "No"

"But he doesn't think so. Tell me, is he stupid?"

Bi Jiuhong looked into Lan Yi's deep eyes, with a playful smile on her lips, "Bi Jiuhong, tell me, if you succeeded yesterday, what would the result be? Will it be better than him?"

Bi Jiuhong's breathing was stagnant, and the feeling of shame and indignation became worse and worse, making his eyes glow with anger.

"My lord, did you bring Jiuhong back to the temple just to humiliate Jiuhong?"

Even if he loses, he is still Bi Jiuhong, the proud son of the general's mansion, who cannot accept anyone's humiliation!
"Is it the deity who humiliated you, or her?"

Lan Yi asked back.

"It was she who said bluntly in front of civil and military officials that you were not even as good as a lowly servant, but this deity brought you back to the temple and gave you the status of a holy son."

"However, you are always thinking about her on the bed of the deity. Conversely, it is the deity who is humiliating you?"

"Bi Jiuhong"

Lan Yi's knuckle-boned hand grabbed his neck and gradually tightened it.

"You have to think clearly, if you offend the deity, you, the holy son, can be relegated to the dust at any time!"

"At that time, even individuals can bring you endless humiliation."

"Would you like to? Huh?"

(End of this chapter)