The villain is addicted to tease me

Qin Zhiya and Rong Fei also rushed over, hoping to extract some information from the fake Shen Mujiu.

But that fake Shen Mujiu was lying on the ground, grabbing Xiao Wu's feet, gasping for breath and not speaking.

Qin Zhiya frowned and said, "If you tell the truth, we can save your life. Where is the real Shen Mujiu?"

The fake Shen Mujiu gasped for breath and made a hoarse voice.Qin Zhiya couldn't hear what he was saying, so she knelt down and got closer, "What did you say? Where is Shen Mujiu?"

Fake Shen Mujiu opened his eyes and stared at Qin Zhiya, then took out a dagger from somewhere, and stabbed Qin Zhiya with lightning speed.

"Miss!" Rong Fei reacted and pulled Qin Zhiya, but it was too late, the dagger pierced Qin Zhiya's shoulder.

The fake Shen Mujiu sneered, "You will see them soon, they were also killed by the poison on this dagger, and they died in the cell last night."

Rong Fei supported Qin Zhiya, his eyes widened in shock, poison on the dagger?They died last night?

Xiao Wu also saw that the fake Shen Mujiu was a dead man, the killer who tried to kill the remnants of the Qin family, he cut the fake Shen Mujiu's neck with his sword, executed him on the spot, raised the sword, and said solemnly: "Rong Fei, we Hurry up and take Miss Qin back to heal her wounds, maybe there is still a way to detoxify!"

"Yes, Luzhi is proficient in medical skills and is the master's apprentice! She will definitely have a way to detoxify..."

Rong Fei finally recovered from his panic, carried the injured Qin Zhiya on his back and was about to follow Xiao Wu.

"Wait a minute." Qin Zhiya lay on Rongfei's back, panting with difficulty, "Xiao Hufa, can you please help me? Take that poisonous dagger away, and find someone who looks like my brother." If a person's body is left in the capital, everyone will think that he is dead."

"Okay, Miss Qin is really thoughtful, and I will definitely do it later." Xiao Wu tore off a piece of his robe, and wrapped the dagger around the fake Shen Mujiu. He saw the blood on Qin Zhiya's shoulder wound kept flowing, stained Rongfei's clothes were red, and he hurriedly urged, "Rongfei, let's go."

Although he has long been used to seeing swords and blood, he still has to admire this woman.

She is a smart woman, but she is not a person who is greedy for power. She once married into the palace to protect her family. Now when she is seriously injured, she is still desperately thinking about her family.

When Qin Wenxian heard Xiao Wu say this, he realized that the blood on Rong Fei's body was not his, but his sister's.

"Sister..." Qin Wenxian's face was pale, and he shook Rong Fei, "My sister, where is she?"

Rong Fei had been crying for a long time, and Lu Zhi hugged the child, sobbing: "She is here."

The Promise Sect disciples behind her moved out of the way, and Qin Wenxian saw that there was a dark coffin in the moonless night.

In that coffin is...

Qin Wenxian's legs went limp, his head became dizzy, and he almost fell down, but Rong Fei helped him in time.

Luzhi's tears dripped down and landed on the face of the child in her arms. The child looked at her blankly with wide eyes, and whispered, she wiped the tears off the child's face with guilt, and cried: : "I'm sorry, my son...it's all my fault, I failed to save the eldest lady..."

Rong Fei supported Qin Wenxian and sobbed, "You can't blame Lu Zhi, the poison in the eldest lady is very powerful, her name is Epiphyllum You, the poison is comparable to that of a crane's top red, unless you take the antidote within half an hour, otherwise..."

Qin Wenxian pushed Rong Fei away, trembling all over, but still insisted on walking towards the coffin.

In that dark coffin lay a woman in plain clothes. Her lips were poisonously black, but her face was extremely gentle and tranquil, just like she was before she was alive.

Qin Wenxian lay on the coffin and looked at her, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down silently.

Not far behind him, Jiang Weilai, dressed in white, stood there, watching him lying on the coffin, heartbroken.

Jiang Future closed his eyes, and suddenly couldn't bear to watch, but he didn't feel at ease.

Sudden encounter with such bad luck, Xiao Wu was worried that Qin Wenxian would not let it go, and persuaded him, "Young Master Qin, please forgive me. Your sister is still planning a way out for you after she knows that she has been poisoned. She asked us to find someone who looks very similar to you. Man, disfigured, pretend you're dead.

In this way, people from the imperial court will not come to you, and you can live with another identity.You can't live up to her good intentions, your nephew will only have you as a relative in the future..."

Listening to his words, Qin Wenxian's tears couldn't stop flowing down.He could imagine how tender and sad his sister was thinking about him until she died.

She has been a gentle and sensible woman all her life. She has been taking care of him since she was a child. In order to protect her family, she sacrificed her own happiness, married into that cold and heartless palace, and participated in the intrigues that she didn't like.

She only has the Qin family in her heart, and has never lived for herself...

Qin Wenxian closed his eyes in pain, veins appeared on the back of his hands clutching the coffin tightly, his fingers almost scratched a few marks.

He wished he could die immediately to avoid this pain, but he couldn't.

His life is no longer his own, and he has no right to escape pain.

He is the last hope of the Qin family.

"Sister, don't worry, I will take good care of my little nephew." Qin Wenxian took his sister's cold hand, pressed it to his face full of tears, and said softly, "I will definitely not let you die in vain."

Not far away, Jiang Weilai looked at the young man who promised softly, and his heart suddenly picked up.

He's not yet 20, and maybe he can't be called a man yet.But in his hurt eyes, there was a kind of cold determination that was inevitable.

Jiang Weilai suddenly had a feeling that something was missing from his body along with his tears.

The famous and talented young detective he had heard in the capital seemed to have died tonight.

His family background as the proud son of heaven, his kind and open-minded righteousness, were all buried together with his relatives tonight.

No one knows what kind of person will survive.