I am Feng Jun

Chapter 353 353. Revenge on Shen Ci?

Bi Jiuhong's eyes trembled violently after being deprived of his breath. Listening to Lan Yi's cold warning, he kept shaking his head.

He doesn't want to!
Lan Yi smiled, and slowly released the force from her hands, giving him time to breathe.

At the same time, Lan Yi's inducing voice sounded in his ears.

"Compared to a good servant in the East Palace who is subservient to others, isn't it good to be the holy son of the temple?"

"Since you can't love it, why keep it? Huh?"

Although his clothes were half unbuttoned, Lan Yi didn't continue to move down, but was just trying to induce him.

Bi Jiuhong, who has experienced heartbreak and disappointment, regained the desire for life and the root of hatred after a short period of suffocation.

Petitioning in the Yaochi Palace to become the Liangzhu of the East Palace has already buried his pride, and being rejected again and again has broken his pride
However, at this moment, the stubbornness buried in his bones surged up again.

No one can trample on him!
He is the young son of the general's mansion with both civil and military skills, and now the holy son.

He is not content with the dust, he is destined to stand at the top and look down on everything.

This is his belief!

"Also ask adults to help."

Bi Jiuhong's eyes became firmer, even deeper than before, and he fixedly looked at Lan Yi.

Lan Yi sat up and distanced herself from him, a satisfied smile flashed across her lips, but she didn't agree to Bi Jiuhong.

"The deity is the national teacher, what do you want to ask the deity to help you?"

A little hesitation flashed across Bi Jiuhong's eyes, but it was fleeting.

He sat up slowly, took off his outer shirt, and changed to sitting on his knees. Although he bent his waist, he still couldn't hide the pride and nobility in his eyes.

"If you can get the help of adults, Jiuhong is willing to dedicate himself to adults and give everything you have."

He is not a simple and ignorant young man in the boudoir, he knows what the price is.

His hands hidden under his skirt curled up slightly, even though he clearly knew that dedicating himself to the most noble national teacher in the country in front of him was beneficial and not harmful.

But in my heart, there is still a touch of unwillingness.

Lan Yi raised his head, ran his slender fingers across his creamy skin, and said with a light smile.

"Wouldn't it be a pity if such a perfect virgin body is broken?"

Bi Jiuhong raised his eyes abruptly, as if he was holding on to the only rope in the abyss, rejoicing but also apprehensive at the same time, because everything is unknown.

If what she wanted was not herself, then what would he have to pay to get everything she wanted?
"What does your lord want from Jiuhong? Whatever Jiuhong has, I will give it to you with both hands."

Bi Jiuhong was worried, but he also knew that he had no room for regret.

Besides, he didn't want to regret it.

Lan Yi didn't answer his question first, but asked back, "What do you want to do, and how do you want this deity to help you?"

Bi Jiuhong stared intently, his pupils swept by hatred like an abyss, and said heavily.

"I want to ruin Shen Ci's reputation, tear him into pieces, and die without a place to bury him!"

Lan Yi frowned in displeasure, her right hand resting on his cheek pinched his chin tightly, with a slight irony in her eyes.

"You men, that's all you think about?"

What she wanted to deal with was Mu Yuanxi, not Shen Ci.

Bi Jiuhong's words really disappointed her!
"It was Mu Yuanxi who didn't want you, and it was Mu Yuanxi who humiliated you in public, but you only want to get revenge on Shen Ci? You idiot!"

Enduring the stinging pain, Bi Jiuhong slowly hooked his lips, his smile was full of coldness.

"Since she takes Shen Ci so seriously, then I will destroy Shen Ci and let her experience the feeling of not being able to love like me. Wouldn't that be better?"

There was more interest in Lan Yi's eyes, and she looked Bi Jiuhong up and down, but she didn't expect that there was such a way.

The strength in the hand was removed, replaced by gentle caress, and the unpredictability dissipated, "Only men and villains are difficult to raise, it's true."

Bi Jiuhong pursed his lips, tucked his curled fingertips into his palms, and looked at Lan Yi and asked boldly.

"So, is your lord willing to help Jiuhong?"

"Yes." Lan Yi nodded readily, "But you have to give what the deity wants."

As she spoke, Lan Yi's hand slid down Bi Jiuhong's arm and stopped at his smooth wrist. Under Bi Jiuhong's gaze, she drew a sharp fingertip on it.

Bi Jiuhong frowned at the instant pain of his skin being torn, but he didn't have any intention of resisting, and the dazzling red blood slowly overflowed.

Lan Yi took a deep sniff, her thumb was stained with the spilled blood, and then wiped it on her lower lip, revealing her evil charm even more.

"It really is a good candidate for the sacrifice, not worse than the one at the Spring Festival."

With this admiration, Bi Jiuhong seemed to understand something.

However, all this is nothing to him, what he cares about is not these, what he cares about is Mu Yuanxi and Shen Ci.
Those two, the ones who stepped him down!

When the gate of the temple was opened, Lan Yi looked satisfied and called Ah Da.

Ah Da followed the sound and saw Bi Jiuhong, who was sitting on the bed with disheveled clothes, pale complexion, and Lan Yi, who was looking bright.

On the bed, there was still a little bit of blood dripping, which was unusually conspicuous on the white sheet, making Ah Da's eyes burn.

"Take him down so that you can have a good life and give him whatever he wants."

Lan Yi ordered lightly, Ah Da was silent for a second, and then the word "yes" came out of his throat with difficulty, showing respect as usual.

However, when those dark eyes stared at Bi Jiuhong's pale and weak face, they were full of gloom, making Bi Jiuhong frown slightly.

However, he didn't want to pay much attention to Ah Da, who was just Lan Yi's servant. Even though he was extremely weak due to the loss of blood essence, he still braced himself and nodded to Lan Yi to thank him.

"Thank you for your love, my lord. I will certainly not insult the reputation of the temple and the Bi family."

Although the voice is low, it is extremely firm.

The humiliation of Yaochi Palace, he will surely get back bit by bit!

Lan Yi, whose back was turned to Bi Jiuhong under the bed, stroked her smooth left wrist, and smiled with satisfaction after hearing Bi Jiuhong's words.

"Yes, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

After turning around, Lan Yi's eyes were full of meaning. For some reason, she would suffer a certain backlash when she shot at Mu Yuanxi, and Mu Yuanxi's internal strength also exceeded her expectations.

In addition, because of those variables, the Miaojiang Bone Tomb has been able to provide her with less and less power over the years, which made her firmly blocked in front of that bottleneck and unable to move forward.

In the past four years, although the war in northern Xinjiang has made up for some, it is a drop in the bucket.

And now that the war is over, she will not waste her power for Mu Yuanxi anymore.

But she can't let her go all the time, so Bi Jiuhong is not only a perfect sacrifice, but also a perfect tool.

His dignity from childhood to adulthood was severely shattered at a palace banquet, which was enough for him to hate him because of love. Lan Yi didn't understand love, but knew that it was a sharp weapon that could hurt people invisible.

Lan Yi walked out of the temple with a flash, and the corner of her mouth lightly curled up while she gathered her five fingers together.

After all, she is also a century-old guardian of the country, that little princess who dares to yell at her, she will not let it go easily.

(End of this chapter)