my prime minister my wife

Ye Kan's heart was shocked by Qian'an's words, he was almost sure that Wang Yu definitely changed his mind midway and wanted to take the 50 taels of gold for himself.

Ye Kan, who lowered his head in thought, didn't see that the innocent smile on Qian'an's face had turned into a bloodthirsty smile at this moment.

When Ye Kan and Qian'an came outside the city, Ye Kan couldn't help but frown at the silence around them, it was a bit too quiet here.

"Where's that person?" Because of this uneasy feeling, Ye Kan asked in a panic.

A trace of confusion flashed across Qian'an's eyes: "No, that person clearly said that he was coming here to wait for me, could it be...that person hid when he saw Brother Ye coming?"

After hearing Qian An's guess, Ye Kan narrowed his eyes, and then said to Qian An: "An Chen, don't panic if you stand here first, Brother Ye will come over soon."

"Okay." Qian An replied with a smile.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Kan only saw Qian An looking behind him with a look of fear on his face.

"What?" Ye Kan asked.

"Ye...Brother Ye, there seemed to be a figure passing behind you just now, An Chen was so scared..." Qian An said stumbling.

After Ye Kan heard Qian An's words, he turned around quickly, but he didn't see anyone.

Just when he was wondering, he only felt a pain in his abdomen, followed by the sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh.

Ye Kan looked at Qian'an behind him in disbelief, the dagger that was originally hidden in Qian'an's sleeve had pierced deeply into his abdomen.

"You..." Ye Kan pointed at Qian'an again and again, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Don't struggle, the more you move, the faster the poison will travel along your meridians." Qian'an gave Ye Kan a very indifferent look, as if looking at a useless garbage.

Afterwards, he went on to say: "You should know that I like to deal with Xiluo people, and I know a thing or two about their poison."

Qian An's words made Ye Kan's movements stop suddenly.

Qian'an looked at Ye Kan who was clutching his abdomen at this time, he smiled, his face was full of innocence that belonged to thirteen or fourteen year old children, but the words in his mouth were so cruel: "Brother Ye, since If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous, I, An Chen, regard you as my brother, but you are trying to plot against me..."

"No...no..." Ye Kan interrupted Qian'an, trying to deny it to save his last life.

Qian'an squatted down slowly. He looked at Ye Kan who had fallen to the ground. He reached out and pulled out his dagger from Ye Kan's abdomen, and then carefully wiped the blood on the dagger with a handkerchief.

I just heard Qian'an say: "The word betrayal is really a beautiful and cruel word. My father, as King An, was betrayed by his concubine. The concubine even tried to plot with his adulterer to take me My father's position, my elder brother, went to battle to kill the enemy during the Battle of Weixi, but was betrayed by his lieutenant general, allowing Mu Yan to get the head of my elder brother, and I..."

When Qian'an said this, his words paused, and there was hatred in his eyes: "But I was betrayed by my father's confidant..."

As soon as the words fell, there was another sound of flesh and blood being pierced, and Qian'an grabbed the dagger and stabbed Ye Kan's body again, again and again, drops of blood splashed on the ground and on Qian'an's face.

Looking at Ye Kan who was already dead on the ground, Qian An smiled lightly in his eyes, he reached out and wiped the blood on his face, and then he pulled out the dagger that was still in Ye Kan's body.

Drops of blood dripped down the dagger onto the ground, Qian'an looked at the dagger, and smiled softly: "I've stained it again..."

After finishing speaking, Qian'an picked up the handkerchief that was wiping the dagger just now and wiped the blood on the dagger carefully, while humming an incomprehensible nursery rhyme in his mouth.

When Qian'an wiped the dagger clean, he casually threw the handkerchief on the ground, looking at the lifeless Ye Kan, his eyes curved beautifully: "Goodbye, Brother Ye."

Afterwards, Qian'an left the forest,

Relying on herself, Qian'an traveled all the way and finally came to Xiluo Country.

He looked at those who wrapped themselves in big black robes, he knew that those people were wizards, and those who embroidered strange patterns with gold thread on the cuffs of their black robes were poison masters.

This is a magical country, where there are no rules, no laws, and no so-called equality. The only thing people recognize is strength, and everything is based on strength.

When he first arrived, he saw with his own eyes a wizard and a poisoner fighting on the street, but the people around him didn't try to dissuade them, but started booing, and what's more, they even opened a gambling table on the spot. Not allowed.

In this fight, the final outcome was that the wizard was poisoned to death on the ground with a blue face. After the people got the money they had won, they dispersed in a crowd, and the wizard's body was left in place. No one stays anymore.

A crazy country.

This was Qian'an's first thought after coming here.

"Tsk, young man, there is hatred in your eyes..." A voice interrupted Qian'an's thoughts.

"Who are you?" Qian'an frowned and looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who am I?" After hearing Qian An's question, the old man began to laugh "Jie Jie".

Because the movement of the old man when he laughed seemed to have pulled his old skin, making the old man's face look like the bark of an old tree.

"Do you want revenge?" The old man didn't answer Qian'an's question, but asked Qian'an instead.

Qian An frowned, and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." The old man replied: "I will teach you martial arts, poison, witchcraft and puppetry, so that you can become one of the best masters to take revenge, and you have to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter, let's talk about it first." Qian'an said

When Qian'an said this, the old man's face darkened, and he said: "The request is not high, after you finish your studies, help me kill the emperor."

"Kill the emperor?" Rao Qian'an was calm and calm, but he was also a little flustered, and then he continued: "If you kill the emperor, what will this country do?"

The old man thought that Qian'an was afraid of the emperor's strength, but he didn't expect that this young man was thinking about this country.

It would make sense to apply this idea to the other three countries, but here is Xiluo, a country that doesn't even have rules.

Seeing Qian'an's puzzled look, the old man gave Qian'an a rough overview of Xiluo.

Qian'an frowned and listened to the old man's description, and he said, "You mean, even if I kill the emperor, it won't have any effect, and I will become the emperor of this Xiluo country." ?”

"Not bad." The old man replied.

Seeing that Qian'an was still hesitating, the old man added: "I think the person you have to deal with is definitely a very powerful person. If you go there alone, how much do you think you have a chance of winning, but if you become Xi Luo The emperor, those troops, poison masters, and wizards belonging to the royal family will all submit to you to help you defeat the person you want to defeat."

The old man's words seemed to have moved Qian'an, and his heart was already shaken, but he calmed down, and then asked, "Why did you choose me?"

"Because you are qualified." The old man replied calmly, and he immediately added: "I can see it."

Qian'an sneered: "There are so many qualified people, why do you only see me?"

Qian'an's question made the old man's mouth twitch into an inexplicable smile: "Because you have hatred in your eyes, I need someone with hatred to help me kill the emperor, because we are the same kind of people."

After saying that, the old man's expression suddenly became ferocious.

Qian'an looked at the extremely ferocious old man at this time, and the corner of his lips curled up: "I agree."

Qian'an's words made the old man go crazy, and the old man started to smile, but the smile was unspeakably weird.

"Good boy." The old man's eyes were full of madness.

After Qian'an was taken back by the old man, he settled down in the old man's house, and the old man arranged various homework for Qian'an every day and asked him to study those awkward and hard-to-remember exercises.

It wasn't until after getting in touch with this old man that Qian'an realized that this looked like the old man who made the whole of Xiluo terrified.

This Fengxie old man is not only proficient in poison art, but also very good at witchcraft and puppet art.

Unfortunately, a few years ago, he was severely injured by the current emperor Xiluo, and he couldn't use half of his usual strength. That's why he took a fancy to Qian'an, who had good qualifications, and made a deal with Qian'an. Let Qian'an avenge him,

In the past eight years, Qian'an has thoroughly learned the martial arts, poison and witchcraft taught to him by the old man Fengxie. Among them, Qian'an's puppet art is even more superb, and the old man Fengxie can't help but admire.

Once, old man Fengxie inadvertently asked why Qian'an was so obsessed with puppetry.

At that time, Qian'an covered the light in his eyes, and then the corners of his lips hooked slightly, with a trace of evil intentions, and he replied: "Because... my puppet will never betray me..."

This simple sentence, coupled with a shallow smile, made Old Man Fengxie's heart tremble a little.

A year later, Qian'an brought the bloody head of Emperor Xiluo to Old Man Fengxie, and threw the head in front of Old Man Fengxie like garbage.

"Our agreement has been completed." Qian'an said lightly.

The old man Fengxie looked at the head of Emperor Xiluo on the ground, and there was a burst of madness in his eyes, but his voice still replied indifferently: "Thank you."

He and Qian'an were originally a transactional relationship. Although he taught Qian'an martial arts, it didn't mean that he and Qian'an had a master-student relationship.

"But it's still the same..." Qian'an's faint voice sounded behind the old man Fengxie.

Before old man Fengxie could answer, he only felt that he lost his mind the moment Qian'an's words just fell.

puppetry...

This is what Old Man Fengxie realized at the last second when he was controlled.

The moment Qian An saw the old man Fengxie's eyes lose focus, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I can't even trust you, but don't worry, I've killed your enemy for you."

After Qian'an finished saying this, he only saw the old man Fengxie who was standing blankly, but now he picked up a sword beside him and put it on his neck, and then he moved his hand, the sword Without the slightest hesitation, the sword cut through Old Man Fengxie's neck.

The blood splashed out and fell on the ground, and the old man Feng Xie had already fallen on the ground and lost his life.

When Qian'an watched the blood slowly flow from the neck of the old man Fengxie to his feet, he smiled in relief: "This way I can feel at ease..."

After saying that, Qian'an turned around and left the yard where he had stayed for nine years without looking back.

After Qian'an ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to inquire about everything about Mu Yan,

Only after he inquired about it did he know that Mu Yan, who was originally Lord Mu, was forced to flee to Anliang Mountain by Emperor Dongli, where he rebelled, and now he has become the new emperor of Dongli.

"It seems like a good plan..." Qian'an's voice sounded in the hall.

While Qian An was meditating, a letter placed on his desk caught his attention.

It was a letter written to him by the emperor of Beiling, asking him to lend Xiluo's poison master to him to attack Dongli.

Looking at the letter, Qian An's lips curled up slightly, Beiling... If he wants to fight against Mu Yan, he must hold Beiling in his hands.

After thinking about it, Qian'an had an idea.

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But Qian'an himself never imagined that he had originally planned well to turn the Beiling Emperor into a puppet and hold Beiling in his hands, but because of the pure eyes of the Beiling Emperor made him confused,

Qian'an wondered more than once whether he had been bewitched by the Beiling Emperor, but every time he checked, there was nothing unusual about his body, let alone a Gu.

He began to be obsessed with Bai Yuci, he wanted to get everything about Bai Yuci, and wanted Bai Yuci to submit to him.

He did it, Bai Yuci surrendered to him, but for some reason, every time he saw Bai Yuci biting his lip and tears running down his cheeks on the bed, his heart would involuntarily ache .

Qian'an always felt that she had been poisoned by a voodoo, a voodoo named "Bai Yuci".

That day, when Qian'an saw Bai Yuci turning her head and weeping silently because of Bai Xiyan's words, Qian'an couldn't restrain her desire to kill Bai Xiyan with a knife.

When losing to Mu Yan in the battle of Jinluo City, Qian'an's first thought was not to go back and seize the rights to Beiling, but to take Bai Yuci away. He didn't want Bai Yuci to get hurt.

Qian'an was about to be tormented by her own thoughts and went crazy.

It was only when he returned to Xiluo with Bai Yuci that Qian'an got the news that Mu Yan had already grasped Beiling.

Qian'an looked at Bai Yuci who was still beside him, for some reason, Qian'an thought, it's okay, he's here... just fine.

A few months later, Qian'an launched a war in Lincheng, where the Four Kingdoms disputed, and Mu Yan also rushed over.

But Qian'an had calculated thousands of times but failed to calculate that Mu Yan and Xiao Jiuge would actually place their calculations on Bai Yuci.

On the battlefield, when Qian'an felt that the red puppet thread on his ring finger was broken, he panicked completely, and Qian'an felt as if he had lost something at this moment.

After Qian'an escaped from Mu Yan's pursuit, he found the dusty Bai Yuci in the border city of Xiluo Kingdom.

When they met again, Qian'an had mixed feelings in his heart, he always wanted to grab Bai Yu and ask "Why, why did you run away from me."

But Qian'an held back, he knew that Bai Yuci must hate him very much in his heart.

But Qian'an had no choice, he liked Bai Yuci, but he didn't know how to express it, so he turned his love for Bai Yuci into possession, a kind of unilateral and compulsory possession.

Qian'an's childhood experience made Qian'an unable to bear the slightest betrayal, and Bai Yuci's departure broke the thread that had been tense in Qian'an's heart.

He turned Bai Yuci into a puppet, a complete puppet, a puppet who would never leave him and betray him.

At that moment, Qian An vaguely knew that he seemed to have lost something suddenly...

After returning to Beiling, Qian'an wanted to talk to Bai Yuci, but Bai Yuci would never respond to him with the gentle voice in the past.

That day, Qian'an became very angry and smashed everything in his palace, but when Qian'an met Bai Yuci's empty eyes, he laughed at himself, Bai Yuci's appearance is not good now. Did he do it himself?

From that day on, it seemed like he wanted to make up for something, and he seemed to be looking forward to something.

He began to drip his blood endlessly on the black ring of Bai Yuci's ring finger.

He tried his actions to restore Bai Yuci's sanity, but the reality told him that it was impossible for a person who became a puppet to come back.

Qian'an looked at the puppet thread that was originally white and gradually turned red to dark red because of his blood.

Holding the dark red puppet thread, Qian'an smiled softly, and that smile was full of loneliness: "Bai Yuci, you said that I took so much blood to feed you, this thread has turned red, you Could you please answer me..."

For a long time, no sound came out.

When Qian'an raised his head and met Bai Yuci's empty and lifeless eyes, his movements froze, and a tear slowly ran across his face.

The sore feeling in her heart made Qian'an couldn't help covering her heart, why is it so painful here, it seems that it hurts so much that it's hard to breathe...

"Bai Yuci..." Qian'an looked at Bai Yuci, and he murmured: "I was wrong, can you come back..."

This cautious question made people feel sorry for this man.

In this empty hall, candles flickered slightly with the night wind, adding a trace of desolation for no reason.

And in this silent night, there was only that cry that was suppressed to the extreme.

But how can the person who has become a puppet come back and use his gentle voice to comfort the man who is crying softly at this time?

The author has something to say:

It's great to write a special episode, you don't have to think about the title, I was almost bald when I thought about the title before.

The next chapter is about Nine Songs!