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Bi Qiong raised the corners of her lips strongly, "His Royal Highness is eloquent."

"If you really think so, just shut up." After drinking the last sip of cool tea in the cup, He Lanqing lowered her eyes, and stroked the lines of the cup with her light-white fingertips.

"Are you really..." Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?

"Sir, the people from the small kitchen are here." Kai Yang's voice sounded outside the door.

Biqiong looked displeased at the place where the sound came from, he thought there would be no one there, so he sent Kai Yang to check it out, if there was really someone, he could just be a prisoner for a while.

After all, strength lies here.

However, the interruption was too inopportune.

Suddenly, Bi Qiong thought about it, it would be good to tease the princess.

There was a strange arc on her pale lips, and Bi Qiong said in a deep voice, "Let's put it in."

"Here." Kai Yang responded.

The door opened and closed again.

The strange arc froze on his face, Biqiong's pupils shrank, and she looked at the person standing at the door in surprise.

"It's you."

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【Welcome to catch insects】

☆、Chapter 51.

"It's you."

Pichon's lips buzzed.

He had imagined many scenarios of meeting this person again.

As a result, neither.

Shang Shiqi pursed his lips and glanced at He Lanqing, then turned to look at Biqiong.

The face of the person in front of him was pale. To be precise, except for the pitch-black cloak, he was basically pale.

Doubt flashed in his black eyes, Shang Shiqi blinked, feeling that this person looked familiar.

"Who are you?" Seeing the man tremblingly looking at him, as if he was very excited, Shang Shiqi couldn't help asking.

This sound, like a blow to the head, hit Biqiong on the head.

"You...don't remember me?" With a trembling voice, he looked at Shang Shiqi with surprise and disappointment in his eyes, which were full of emotions with some unknown meanings.

The silver needle, which was played with by the fingertips, fell to the table and made a slight sound.

After calming down, Biqiong supported her head with one hand weakly, looked at Shang Shiqi with a calm expression, and said slowly: "Do you know when you were the happiest?"

Shang Shiqi glanced at He Lanqing again, who was sitting by the side, silently looking at Biqiong and her.

With deep and deep eyes, Shang Shiqi felt a little flustered by being looked at for some reason, and wanted to quickly end the conversation with this unknown person, "Who the hell are you?"

"You were the happiest when you were a child, when you first met me..." Biqiong smiled, half-closed her eyes and looked at Shang Shiqi, as if she was caught in a memory, the smile on her lips never stopped Can't live.

Memories flooded out of his mind, Shang Shiqi looked at the pale young man in front of him, and said with some uncertainty: "Are you Biqiong?"

"As expected, you still remember me, Xiao Qi." Bi Qiong looked at Shang Shiqi with a full smile, her pale face, matched with that smile, made her look a little weaker.

Shang Shiqi frowned and looked at him.

"This woman, what do you want to do?" Bi Qiong picked up the silver needle that fell on the table, and looked at He Lanqing with a strange smile on the corner of her lips.

"I can help you."

He Lanqing raised her eyes, met Shangshang Shiqi's gaze that happened to move over, saw her flustered, inexplicably wanted to laugh.

Thinking about it this way made me laugh out loud.

There was a faint smile on his lips, and even his eyes were filled with smiles, like a spring breeze.

For a moment, Shang Shiqi forgot to look away.

"I..."

Biqiong's thin lips parted lightly, and her tone was stern, "I can really help you."

With a flick of the fingertip, the silver needle drew a straight line glowing with cold light in the air.

Because of practicing martial arts since childhood, He Lan was aware of it.

Subconsciously, on one side of the body, the silver needle that should have been inserted into the heart was inserted into the shoulder, and then passed out again.

On the shoulders, on the white soft cloth, blood sprayed out.

"Hey, it took a bit of strength."

Biqiong flicked her fingertips, and looked at He Lanqing's shoulder in annoyance, but there was a smile on her face.

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed the man's pale neck, and the cold sweat on the palm of the hand stuck to the throat, but there was no force.

Bi Qiong could clearly feel these.

"You hurt her."

"She's not someone like you." Biqiong cast a glance at He Lanqing, wanting to laugh out loud, but her throat was pinched and she couldn't laugh out loud.

At the end, I added another sentence: "It's a pity that I didn't die."

"You hurt her." Shang Shiqi lowered his eyes and murmured.

The hand pinching his throat was slowly tightening, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Biqiong's forehead, and he spoke forcefully: "Xiao Qi, I...cough, I don't believe you will kill me."

Hearing this, Bi Qiong was overjoyed when she paused with her slowly tightening hands.

Just as he was about to speak, the hand on his neck suddenly tightened again, and he was forced slowly, making him hang in mid-air abruptly.

"Then tell me, who are you to me?" Shang Shiqi's voice became hoarse inexplicably, his eyelids moved slightly, but they did not open.

"Did you forget?" Bi Qiong's originally terrified face eased, and there was a smile on his brows and eyes, "When I was young, you were the happiest when I was with me..."

Shang Shiqi closed his eyes, shook his head, and said, "That's not right."

"Why not?" Bi Qiong's voice suddenly increased a bit, becoming extremely thin.

Suddenly, Shang Shiqi opened his eyes, his dark pupils were slightly blood red, and with a flick of his arm, Bi Qiong was thrown out.

With a bang, it hit the wall, and the porcelain on the side was shaken to the ground, breaking into pieces one after another.

The blood red in the pupil is fleeting.

"I thought about it, I'd rather be happier when I'm with you." Shang Shiqi approached He Lanqing, and helped up the body that was about to lie on the table.

When you tease me, although I am a little shy, it is undeniable that I am a little happy.

When you are happy, I am also happy.

Sometimes it makes me happy when you just talk to me.

When you're unhappy, especially because I'm unhappy, I...

"Is that so?" She was almost unable to open her eyes, the wound on her shoulder was still bleeding, and half of her clothes were stained red, He Lanqing was still holding her eyelids tightly, she leaned close to Shang Shiqi's ear, and said softly:

"You, haven't yet, answer my question." Almost every word.

Hearing a group of people rushing in from outside the door, Kai Yang helped Bi Qiong up, "Sir, are you alright?"

"How should I put it?" Shang Shiqi chuckled lightly, ignoring the group of people, looking at the half of the red-stained clothes, there seemed to be a trace of blood red flashing in his eyes.

Embracing He Lanqing, looking at the man's eyes that were about to close, she said:

"Wait a minute, I haven't figured out what to say yet."

He hugged He Lanqing with all his strength, a little lightly.

He walked quickly into the back room, put her on the bed gently, and pricked a few acupoints to stop the bleeding.

He enjoined: "You have to wait for me."

He Lanqing nodded slightly, her originally deep eyes narrowed into a line.

Shang Shiqi came out and met Bi Qiong's eyes.

He stared at Shang Shiqi closely, as if he forgot to even blink.

Suddenly, Biqiong's eyes started to wander, and her whole body began to be in a trance. Fortunately, there was someone supporting her, otherwise she might fall down.

"You, you are not Xiao Qi!" He roared with trembling voice.

"Yes, I'm not." Shang Shiqi nodded.