After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

Her eyes were brown in color, and under the warm yellow kerosene light, she looked even gentler.

Xiao Qi seemed to be bewitched and said, "Serve the young lady, be loyal to the young lady!"

The eight words were spoken with great force, not silent murmurs.

Gu Qinghe was stunned. He didn't expect that he understood it this way: "Master taught you?"

Xiao Qi pursed her lips and looked at Gu Qinghe in panic.

This is not what the Master taught.

"Ordinary teachers only teach loyalty to the monarch. This kid must have switched the concept. It's worth Qinghe's running around for him."

A smiling voice came from the door. Gu Qinghe looked at it in surprise: "Leave it blank?"

Wei Yanshi and Wei Lin walked in, and the Gu family’s small kitchen suddenly seemed crowded.

"Qinghe, I'm here to eat."

Wei Yanshi sat at the stove with ease and drove away Wei Lin who wanted to take over.

Thanks to the help of a skilled fireman, this dinner was ready much faster than usual.

The boy who was lighting the fire did not disobey the instructions of the cooking girl because of his change in status.

It was pitch black outside, but the firewood inside was still bright and warm, and the fragrance filled the entire courtyard.

In the forest not far from the Gu family's adobe house, Xie Fuyi stared coldly at the person under his feet: "In the eleventh year of Yuanjing, you suddenly made a fortune. Why?"

County Magistrate Wang raised his head in fear and hastily denied, "What sudden windfall? It has never happened before. Thank you, Pavilion Master, you are wrong."

"Don't be so quick to deny it." Xie Fuyi took out the token he found in Huaicheng, "The girl you saw and abandoned by you was wearing this dress!"

The straw green cloth was not the finest silk or brocade.

As far as I can remember, the little girl had never worn clothes made of such rough cloth.

Xie Fuyi suppressed the pain in his eyes and kicked hard: "Tell me, where did you throw him?!"

“Ah!” Wang Ju cried out in grief, holding his stomach and curling up, saying: “I don’t know, I really don’t know, you are not here to save me, let me go back…”

Xie Fuyi tore off a piece of cloth from her body and stuffed it into his mouth: "I have plenty of time to tangle with you."

He took out the dagger from his waist and just barely deflected his little finger. A bean of cold sweat flowed down Wang Ju's forehead, and he struggled desperately to get rid of the man's restraints.

Xie Fuyi looked at him coldly as he cried miserably, and with a light stroke of his hand, he immediately broke the tendons and bones of his right little finger.

A huge pain blocked his throat, and the man's eyes rolled back and he fainted. Xie Lan, who was standing on a high place to watch, splashed water on him to wake him up.

Xie Fuyi pulled the cloth out of his mouth and said coldly, "Ten fingers connect to the heart, and there are only two of them. I want to see whether Lord Wang is tough with his mouth or his hands."

Without waiting for the man to speak, he stuffed the cloth back in, and the blood-stained knife circled around his powerless little finger, heading straight for his ring finger.

A small piece of the severed finger fell into the bushes and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The crescent moon in the sky illuminated the forest, and a shrill whimpering sounded. The fat face of the man lying on the ground was pale and bloodless.

Once again awakened by being splashed with water, he looked at the man in black above him like a devil, his eyes full of pleading for mercy.

Xie Fuyi turned the knife around, unmoved.

“Woo, woo…” Tears and sweat flowed down his face as Wang Ju put his head down and tried hard to get rid of the obstruction in his mouth, “Woo, woo!”

Xie Fuyi pulled the cloth out of his mouth. Wang Ju gasped for breath. The severe pain in his hand made him almost lose the courage to hide his feelings: "Forgive me, forgive me, I, I will tell you everything..."

"You only have one chance to tell the truth. In the eleventh year of Chengning, where is the child you abandoned now?"

Xie Fuyi asked him harshly. Wang Ju curled up in a panic, tears streaming down his face. He cried, "When the child came into my hands, she had a high fever. She couldn't survive at all. The people above didn't want her to live. Please forgive me. I really don't know anything..."

"You dare to accept it without knowing anything?!" Xie Fuyi's eyes turned red with hatred, and he kicked the man hard: "You threw him on the street in the middle of winter. You didn't even want to let him live, did you?! I'm asking you, is that right?!"

Wang Ju felt pain in his heart and body from being kicked by him. Many ghosts appeared in front of him to beckon him. He rolled on the ground with his eyes dazed: "Go away, go away, don't come looking for me. If you want to blame someone, blame your lowly fate. You were born to be hated and played with by others!"

Xie Fuyi stabbed him with a knife and strangled his neck: "Do you know the identity of the person you abandoned? If her life is worthless, there is no one in this world whose life is worthless than hers! You all deserve to die, you think you are so high and mighty! People with worthless lives should not live in this world?! Who gave you this truth?!"

The hatred and blood that had accumulated for more than a decade erupted in this quiet night. Wang Ju's face turned purple, and the pain in his hands was not as painful as suffocating to death. He unconsciously climbed up the hand on his neck with both hands, but couldn't break free, and gradually lost strength and dropped it.

Xie Lan stood silently on top of the century-old tree, keeping watch. For the first time in ten years, she caught a glimpse of the scar in that person's heart.

Ferocious and covered in blood.

She had known for a long time that her master carried a deep blood feud, but he never told anyone about it.

After the death of the old Pavilion Master, he took his men to do righteous deeds throughout the world, searching every corner of the world.

This disguise lasted for six years, and the mask was finally torn off today.

Xunqing Pavilion should be renamed.

The scattered lights in the sky were obscured by thick fog, and the hands of the people struggling to break free on the ground hung down helplessly, without a sound.

Xie Lan jumped down from the tree and said, "Pavilion Master, Miss Gu has come out to call you for dinner, and the King of Huainan is following behind her."

Xie Fuyi cut off the man's head without changing her expression and said softly, "Let's go."

Two dark figures jumped down from the darkness and cleaned up the mess on the ground.

Xie Lan followed him and seemed to be hesitant to speak behind him.

The man seemed to have an eye on the back of his head: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Xie Lan lowered his head and whispered, "Pavilion Master, I'm afraid that Miss will be scared if you go out like this."

Xie Fuyi stopped and murmured, "Will it?"

Xie Lan lowered his head to his chest and said no more.

His Pavilion Master has always been very crazy and very sober when it comes to matters involving the young lady.

The blood on his hands was blown away by the cool autumn breeze, giving off a fishy smell. Xie Fuyi smiled bitterly: "I haven't heard her call me brother yet."

He avoided the road that would lead to Gu's house and headed for the river.

The dirty blood was washed away by the river water, and Xie Fuyi squatted on the ground in a daze for a long time.

With the bright white moonlight in the sky, you can vaguely see the face of the person in the water.

Cold, hard and violent.

He is seldom talkative, unkind and difficult to get along with.

"Xiao Lan, have I changed a lot? Do you think she will still like me?"

It was the first time Xie Lan heard him say such unconfident words. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she silently reminded him, "Miss, you are old now, you can't just say you like me casually."

"It seems that I have changed a lot." Xie Fuyi became timid. He sat by the river, supporting himself with his hands and looking at the sky, acting like a child.

"You looked like this the first time I saw you."

Xie Lan was extremely helpless.

God knows how many times she saw the Pavilion Master’s first time that day. It was really novel and funny.

I hope that his Pavilion Master will remember this in the future and not kill to silence the witness.

"Really?" Xie Fuyi was stunned. "I looked like this when you first met me? It's incredible."

Xie Lan said softly: "The Pavilion Master has never changed."

"I didn't look like this before, but no one probably remembers it..." Xie Fuyi murmured in a low voice.

"Hmm? Pavilion Master, what did you say?" Xie Lan didn't hear clearly. The shouting not far away got louder. She said, "The King of Huainan should bring the young lady over. Shall we go?"

Xie Fuyi patted the grass debris on his body and sighed softly: "Let's go."