You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

Shen Qi carried Jiang Suiwan all the way towards Daiyuan Palace. Jiang Suiwan lay in his arms and sent him spiritual power.

Shen Qi's eyes were dark purple, with some white and purple scales emerging from the end of his eyes.

Jiang Suiwan didn't know what was wrong with him, he just thought that Shen Qi had a inner demon and was temporarily controlled by it.

There was no response to the spiritual energy injected into Shen Qi's body. Jiang Suiwan retracted his hand and held Shen Qi's wrist, taking his pulse while thinking about Shen Qi's current physical condition.

Soon, Shen Qi led Jiang Suiwan through the palace gates and arrived at a very secluded hall.

Deep in the gorgeous palace, there are heavy gauze curtains, falling layer upon layer, as if they are trying to cover or hide something.

Jiang Suiwan suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

He looked up at Shen Qi, "You... um!"

Before the question could be asked, Shen Qi blocked it.

Jiang Suiwan subconsciously wanted to push him away, but when she saw Shen Qi's enchanting purple eyes, she pushed his hand and grabbed Shen Qi's shirt instead.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qi finally let go.

Jiang Suiwan's eyes were a little unfocused, and he was breathing heavily.

"You..." He wanted to ask Shen Qi what happened, but Shen Qi put him on the particularly conspicuous bed in the palace.

Then, there was a cold touch on my ankle.

Jiang Suiwan's expression changed.

Shen Qi held his ankle and gently rubbed his fingers on the thin wrist bone. He looked at Jiang Suiwan and called him: "Master."

The chaos in those eyes faded away, revealing a corner of suppressed madness.

"Master, I have wanted to do this a long time ago."

Jiang Suiwan looked at him, his brows furrowed slightly. He struggled a little, but after finding that it had no effect, he looked up at Shen Qi. He knew what Shen Qi was afraid of, so he said in a gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, Master won't Leave yours alone.”

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Shen Qi suddenly became violent and pressed him down on the bed. His expression was a little ferocious: "You won't leave?"

"Do not."

"Master is a liar."

If it weren't for the poison he gave him, his master would have left him that day.

Shen Qi hated it.

He hated such a master so much.

It seemed that no matter how hard he tried or begged, Master would not stay for him.

He'd wanted to do this since he'd woken up.

It's just that he can't bear it.

Now he was under the influence of Zixi's drug, amplifying all the thoughts and ideas in his mind.

He wants to imprison and hide the Master so that the Master belongs to him alone.

Jiang Suiwan looked at his painful expression with distress. He was about to touch Shen Qi's head to comfort him and said that he would never leave again. Unexpectedly, Shen Qi suddenly took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a pill. .

The pill was dark red and exuded a sweet fragrance.

It doesn't look like a good thing at first glance.

Jiang Suiwan had seen this medicine before during a mission.

He had seen those who were forced to take this medicine and looked crazy, so he naturally knew the power of this medicine.

The spring demeanor and fierce sexual desire are irresistible even to the most innocent person.

Jiang Suiwan's expression froze.

A panic rose from the bottom of his heart, and he suddenly remembered the pain when Shen Qi tormented him.

"Shen Qi, what do you want to do?" Jiang Suiwan's voice was trembling. He struggled back in panic, trying to escape: "You can't do this..."

Amidst the crisp sound the chain made due to vibration, Shen Qi watched his movements coldly, and then grabbed Jiang Suiwan's locked ankle when he was about to escape.

He dragged the person back and asked, "Master, why are you running away?"

He looked into Jiang Suiwan's frightened eyes and suddenly smiled. He said, "Master, this disciple is so angry."

Ever since he woke up, the despair and pain had been lingering in his heart and never dissipated. As long as he thought about the scene when the master wanted to sacrifice that day and he begged the master without stopping, he felt pain. Want to destroy this world.

Shen Qi said: "Master, I am so sad."

"What are you afraid of, Master?" Shen Qi lowered his head and stared at Jiang Suiwan, his eyes deep and gloomy.

The pills on his fingertips exuded a charming sweet fragrance. Shen Qi held Jiang Suiwan's wrist and placed the pills in his palm.

Jiang Suiwan wanted to throw the pill out, but Shen Qi grabbed his wrist tightly and was unable to move.

"Shen Qi," Jiang Suiwan looked at Shen Qi, his eyes confused and panicked, "I'm sorry, don't be angry, I won't leave you, can you let go first?"

"We will get married next month, we will become Taoist couples, and I will never leave again."

"Can you calm down?"

Sure enough, when he heard that they were married and would never leave, Shen Qi's eyes moved slightly and he seemed to calm down a lot.

Just when Jiang Suiwan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to continue persuading, Shen Qi suddenly looked into Jiang Suiwan's eyes and seemed to finally notice Jiang Suiwan's fear. He asked, "Master, are you afraid of this spring grace?" ?”

The sweet and greasy fragrance floated along the pill in the palm of his hand to his nose. Jiang Suiwan looked at Shen Qi stiffly.

"Don't be afraid." Shen Qi lowered his head and said, "This medicine is not prepared for Master."

Although he was very angry, he also knew that the master was afraid. Shen Qi said, "How could I be willing to give such a dirty medicine to the master?"

Jiang Suiwan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but before he could relax for long, he almost stopped mentioning it and made fun of it.

Because Shen Qi grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and took the dark red medicine in his mouth.

When Jiang Suiwan came to his senses, Shen Qi had already looked up at him and swallowed the medicine with burning eyes.

"You!" Seeing his actions, Jiang Suiwan's eyes turned red with anger: "What are you doing!"

The medicine took effect very quickly, and the heat crept up every inch of Shen Qi's skin.

He stared at Jiang Suiwan, his eyes as deep as eternal night.

"Master," Shen Qi let go of Jiang Suiwan and said, "Now, you can run."

Jiang Suiwan: "..."

Shen Qi always made his vision darken again and again.

Jiang Suiwan stood up and almost stumbled down in anger.

The chains around his ankles were cold, and Jiang Suiwan suddenly felt bad.

Shen Qi watched him quietly as he stood up and left, the oppressive darkness gradually welling up in his eyes.

Just a second before he was about to lose control, Jiang Suiwan suddenly left and came back.

He held a heart-clearing and detoxifying pill to Shen Qi's lips and said angrily: "Open your mouth."

Shen Qi stared at him for a while and asked, "Master, isn't he afraid? Why don't you leave?"

Jiang Suiwan really wanted to roll her eyes at him. Why was his disciple always going crazy intermittently? Let's ask Third Senior Brother to help Shen Qi check his mental state someday.

"I'm leaving, what will you do?" He put the medicine towards Shen Qi's lips, "It can cure hundreds of poisons, although I don't know if it has any effect on Chun Fengdu."

Unexpectedly, Shen Qi grabbed his wrist, and then suddenly used force to push him down.

The antidote fell from Jiang Suiwan's hand onto the bed, and then rolled to the floor.

Jiang Suiwan scolded: "Shen Qi!"

What a nonsense!

"The disciple is here." Shen Qi replied obediently, and then in Jiang Suiwan's shocked and angry eyes, he said coquettishly: "Master is the antidote for the disciple."