This prince is obviously strong but too miserable

Quan Yu's hair slipped from Xiu Mian's palm, and Quan Yu took half a step back, opening the distance between him and Xiu Mian, "It's always on you."

"Really?" Xiu Mian withdrew his hand that was still in the air, "How come I never felt it."

Quan Yu grabbed Xiu Mian's right hand and ran suddenly with him, "Let's go back to Tarqi now! There must be clues in Miss Lao Xi's room."

Xiu Mian stared at Quan Yu's running back, his soft long hair swayed in front of his eyes, his expression was in a trance for a moment, but he still couldn't help laughing.

Such an obvious change of subject can only be done by Quan Yu.

The Talqi Song and Dance Troupe, which began to carnival late at night, was silent and desolate at the moment.

Quan Yu and Xiu Mian ran all the way to Lao Xi's room, the door of Lao Xi's room was full of mourning bouquets, a long bunch, almost overflowing the corridor.

They bypassed these flowers and entered Laoxi's room, and a strong and pungent smell came to their faces, and they didn't need to search for it deliberately.

The box containing the bliss powder was placed on Lao Xing's bed. The box was open, and beside it was the pipe used by Lao Xing, with half-burned powder remaining in it.

Xiu Mian took out a communication bracelet from his clothes, and was about to make a communication connection, but was held down by Quan Yu next to him: "You forgot, my fake identities and yours are likely to have been monitored by the empire."

"This is not my bracelet." Xiu Mian patted on the back of Quan Yu's hand, signaling his reassurance, "This is from You Gumeng."

Quan Yu was taken aback, he didn't remember any physical contact between Xiu Mian and You Gumeng, how did Xiu Mian get You Gumeng's bracelet?

Xiu Mian clicked on the communication link, as if knowing Quan Yu's doubts, he answered for him: "When I pulled you behind my back."

It took only two or three seconds for the communication to be dialed, and it was immediately connected.The image of Lamimi was projected in mid-air, and she covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "Oh my god! You are still alive, leader!"

Xiu Mian raised her eyebrows, "Want me to die?"

"I never meant that!" Lamimi crazily shook his head in denial, "You left us to elope for so long, I thought you were going to abandon our poor little 617!"

In the video, Lamimi ran wildly in White Rock Castle with a bracelet, "Little 98! Fur! Lotty! The leader has a message!"

"Ramimi, there's something I need you to do." Xiu Mian paused, "We'll talk about the old days later."

Seeing Xiu Mian's serious face, Lamimi had to stop, "What's the matter, leader?"

Quan Yu showed the box containing the bliss powder to Xiu Mian's eyes, Xiu Mian clicked on the numerical function of the communication bracelet, and sent the numerical result of the bliss powder to Lamimi, "Lamimi, help me analyze this kind of thing The ingredients in it, what harm does it do to the human body?"

Lamimi turned back to his laboratory, got the value given by Xiu Mian, and quickly analyzed it with the instrument: "The raw material of this powder is a kind of grass called 'Sangji', which is common on Exile Star, and the price It's also very cheap. Because it has the effect of relaxing the whole body and producing hallucinations, it is usually made into medicine by the empire and given to prisoners who are about to be executed to reduce their pain before death..."

"What are the consequences if you take it for a long time?"

"Long-term use will lead to addiction and dependence, leading to the accumulation of toxins in the kidneys, and people will gradually lose weight and eventually die." After reading his own data analysis, Lamimi concluded: "In short, this powder is a kind of drug. , If you eat it for a long time, you will definitely die!"

The poison used for death row prisoners is sold to ordinary people in a fraudulent form, making them dependent and having to continue to buy at high prices.

The money flowed into the private treasury of the powerful, and the poison remained in their bodies.

After the poison was released, the body was then mercilessly burned, turning into a handful of ashes, erasing the last evidence.

They don't even know what they're dying for

What Quan Xiao did was beyond description of madness and viciousness, it was even more terrifying than insanity.

"So my sister..." Lauder stood at the door in a daze. He looked at the box of bliss powder, and the white daisy in his hand fell to the ground. "Did she die because of this powder?"

"I'll contact you later." Xiu Mian cut off the communication with Lamimi.

Lauder walked into the room and took the box from Quan Yu's hand.The powder in this box has a pungent smell and is worth a thousand gold per gram, but it was the culprit who killed her sister.

Lauder slammed the box to the ground, and the bliss powder was scattered all over the floor.He knelt down in front of Lao Xun's bed, in pain: "Our brother and sister are from civilian background, she loves to dance, so I opened a song and dance troupe... At first the dance troupe was not as big as it is now, and I stood on the street with a violin , she dances next to me, although we don’t earn much, we live a fulfilling and happy life every day.”

"Later, we gained a bit of fame, and the dance troupe grew bigger and bigger... and earned more money. Lao Xi envied the life of the nobility since he was a child. As an older brother, I must try my best to satisfy her..."

First is the gorgeous dress, then the precious jewelry, and the social etiquette and cultural upbringing of the noble lady... Lauder gave everything he could, even if Lao Xi wanted to try it at the end, the bliss powder that made the nobles linger Taste, he also agreed without hesitation.

"It was I who killed Lao Shi, and I who killed her!" Lauder regretted endlessly, "If I could have stopped her earlier, she should still be standing in front of me now...I killed my sister..."

The only family member in the world has passed away. As the survivors who are still alive, they not only suffer from the sadness of losing their relatives, but also resent their own incompetence that they did not realize earlier.

Powerless, impotent, helpless.

It is a despair that feels like the world is collapsing.

"Mr. Lauder, you are not wrong." Quan Yu picked up the daisy Lauder dropped on the ground, "You were just deceived."

In the photos hanging on the wall, Lao Shi is standing in the square in a beautiful dance dress, and Lauder is playing the violin at the side. The brothers and sisters all have smiles on their faces, confident and sunny but from the bottom of their hearts.

Quan Yu stared at their former smiles, "I was deceived by this country."

Pez sat at the door and cried bitterly. She couldn't hold back the crying she tried to restrain. She cried and asked, "Why? Why?"

They obviously did nothing wrong, why were they treated so cruelly.

Xiong Mian leaned against the window, took out the lighter and lit it up and then extinguished it, "They are heavenly beings, we are earth dust."

Quan Yu paused for a moment, then embraced the flower with both hands, and put the flower back in its original position.Then facing these flowers, he knelt down on one knee, folded his hands and clenched his fists on his chest, and performed his most pious messenger salute.

The room was filled with sad emotions, but Quan Yu became more and more sober amidst these sad voices. He helped Pez up from the ground, "Mr. Lauder, maybe this is cruel to you. But I hope you Keep your spirits up, if we make a mistake on our birthday, the Talqi Song and Dance Troupe will cease to exist."

Lauder slammed his fists in pain on the ground, and after struggling for a while, he supported the bed and stood up from the ground, "...I see."

At the head of the star field port between Cetori Star and Exile Star, You Gumeng came to the port early and waited with a team of powerful guards.

Half an hour later, the ship with the painting of rose wolf appeared on the sea, and Cruscher stepped off the ship with the family knights. Seeing Yu Gumeng waiting for him, he felt contemptuous in his heart.

He came to give the birthday gift on behalf of the king, so he is the incarnation of the king at this moment.It's fine for Vistul not to receive him in person, but to let a lowly scavenger of bloodlines to receive him is simply an insult to him and the king.

You Gumeng led the soldiers to salute Crusch, "On behalf of Prince Vistul, I welcome the arrival of Your Excellency the Grand Duke."

"You deserve it too?" Cruscher didn't think that treating pariahs should be treated with aristocratic dignity, he said disgustedly: "The reception of pariahs is an insult to me, and even more so, an insult to the king."

You Gumeng's expression remained unchanged, but the hands under the big sleeves clenched into fists, "If you have any dissatisfaction, Your Excellency, you can raise it with the Prince. I believe that the Prince will be able to solve your problems."

Without Wisdur's instruction, You Gumeng could not have appeared here. Wisdur was obviously trying to give Crusch one a blow. Even if he raises an objection to Wisdur now, it's probably just to let this pariah be dismissed. If you don't raise them, you will be fined.

Crusch sneered, "I hope that when I see the prince, His Royal Highness will be able to solve your problems as you said!"

Of course Quan Miao doesn't have such a good heart, You Gumeng is just a tool to humiliate Cru Xiuyi in his place, and when it's used up, you can do whatever you want.

He dragged his punished body away from the reception held by Vistul to entertain Crushuyi, and what kept him from falling was the unquenched fire in his chest.

He returned to his mansion, dragged his clothes, and applied medicine to himself in front of the mirror.Yougumeng in the mirror has countless welts all over his back, new and old, plus the one that is still alive and bleeding at the moment, ugly like an ugly reptile.

He stared at the wounds in the mirror, and suddenly smashed the mirror with a punch, and the flame of hatred rekindled in his heart.

This time, he must use this fire to burn Quan Miao clean.

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