Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

The child glared at her, then turned his back a little to prevent her from peeking, and wrote with his arm covering his eyes:

[She is a lunatic and she must kill me. I am reluctant, but I can't beat her and I can't escape. If I could turn into a ghost, I must run away and never see her again.

Alas, there is no point in talking about this, let’s talk about something serious.

Yundou, I still have more than ten taels of silver coins, as well as writing brushes, inkstones, and other things. Please help me change them into money and divide them into three parts. Give one part to Eunuch Chen and ask him to give it to my master and others on my behalf, one part to Aunt Yu, and one part to Eunuch Zhang. Tell him for me that I can't pay the money back. If he is angry, please call back my soul to watch over the door for him. I will protect him (if I have one).

Please help me wash the clothes and return them to Haitao. I lied to you about the thread snag, so don't be angry.

If there is something you like in your luggage, you can use it. If you think it is unlucky, forget it.

Also, please take my soul flag back for me and give it to Aunt Yu. Ask her to go to Lord An's house and ask them to help me return the soul flag to Waiya and tell her on my behalf that I don't like this gift and don't give it to her in the next life. If Qiu Xin wants to leave, let him come and go freely.

Also, the house is in tatters, and Eunuch Chen must be very angry. Tell him for me - this is all Chu Yiyi's fault.

Even if the prince or princess comes to blame, I can confidently say, "I didn't cause any trouble this time!"

The business cannot be done, so you and Zhiyuan can split the money. I have hidden your medicine and the poison in the yard, so they should be safe.

There is one last thing. I don't know who to entrust the pumpkin to. Please tell everyone for me that it's okay if you find it troublesome and don't want to keep it. But if it comes to your house to beg for food, please don't drive it away with a stick for the sake of our past friendship. I will be grateful for this kindness until I die.

Thank you very much, thank you very much, I bow to you again.

That’s all I have to say. If you see my master and the others, please tell them for me that I miss them very much.

Because there is no one to entrust you with, I have to trouble you to do all these things. I am very grateful for you. I think I have a silver bracelet to give you as a token of my gratitude. Please put it in the box at my home in Suizhou. Show the letter to Aunt Yu and she will give it to you.

If you don't have it, take my silver necklace.

I will divide the remaining things at home into two parts and give them to Aunt Yu and my master. You can ask Aunt Yu to take care of this.

——December 8, the ninth year of Tianji

The child finished writing and carefully reviewed it to see if there were any omissions. Before putting down his pen, he remembered something urgent and turned to ask Chu Yiyi, "Are you only going to kill me?"

The question was not entirely clear, but Chu Yiyi understood it immediately and replied, "I still want to destroy that evil creature!"

Her gaze fell on the Soul Banner with hatred and disgust. The child raised his pen and crossed out the words: "If Qiu Xin wants to leave, let him come and go freely."

This was useless. He couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

Chu Yiyi was getting impatient waiting, and the dagger got closer: "Are you done yet?"

The child slowly closed the diary and placed it in a conspicuous place, in the middle of the table. Then he put his hand on it and said, "You won't read my suicide note while I'm dead, will you?"

"Who cares? I'm not a rude person."

The child lowered his head to glance at the dagger on his neck and treated her words as nonsense.

The funeral arrangements were almost done, and the child breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. There's one more thing. I want to die in the yard. Otherwise, this house will be unlucky and hard to clean up. Unlike the yard, you can just splash some water and brush it. Be careful when you kill me, don't let my blood spray everywhere. It will be hard to clean up."

Yundou also has to help her with other things, so she doesn't have that much time.

In the past, when we killed chickens in the kitchen, if we were not careful, the chicken blood would be spread everywhere and it would take us a long time to clean up. That was still okay, after all, it was just a chicken and the blood wasn’t much. But she was such a big person, so there must be more blood than the chicken, and it must be more difficult to clean up!

Chu Yiyi: "...You really are crazy. You're about to die, yet you're still wondering if cleaning up the yard is a hassle? Are you crazy from working so hard?"

The child sighed, "You won't understand. If you did, you wouldn't have killed me in Prince Ming's Palace. Difficulty is the least of your worries. I wonder how many people you'll implicate by doing this.

Originally, the people from Prince Jia's Mansion were guests living here, so they should have acted properly and cautiously. Even punishing the servants was done secretly, and they didn't dare to cause any deaths. But you came and killed me right away, and you made me die in someone else's home so close to the New Year. How unlucky!

Although this is not my original intention, there is no guarantee that the masters will not vent their anger on others. Eunuch Chen, who is in charge of me, will definitely not get away with it, and the same goes for Yundou, who is close to me. If you have friends who are close to you, you probably won't be able to escape punishment either.

I wanted to feel sad for myself, but I thought the survivors would be sadder, so I didn’t feel sad anymore.”

Chu Yiyi hesitated for a moment, but the hesitation immediately turned into a sneer: "You evil monsters are really good at deceiving people. I will bear all the blame..."

"Can you bear it? Even if your bones are crushed, how can they weigh more than three taels in front of the masters? If you were really that powerful, I would have died long ago. How could I still be alive now?"

The child is sometimes very clever and just curls his lips when he hears her speak.

Chu Yiyi really disliked her. She spoke so harshly, no wonder she was an evil cultivator.

Many things flashed through her confused mind, but she couldn't grasp any of them. She was only thinking about her death.

"Those are none of your business. Don't you want to go to the yard? I'll grant you that!"

She mercifully picked up the child and dragged him into the yard.

Well, I'm really going to die this time.

The child had done her best to delay for this long, and she closed her eyes peacefully:

"Do it!"

Before she could finish her words, the child punched her in the ribs.

He made a last ditch struggle.

But everyone knows that she is a little girl with unlucky luck. Chu Yiyi talked to her a lot and she never let down her guard. As soon as she made a move, Chu Yiyi dodged and wiped her neck easily. However, the child's remarks about the blood being difficult to clean up still affected her to some extent. She didn't wipe it too deep and blocked it with a handkerchief, so that the blood could be released without splashing everywhere.

The child just needed to wait to die. Chu Yiyi pressed the child's acupoints, laid her on the ground, and waited for death. Seeing the blood flowing to the ground, Chu Yiyi thought for a moment, turned around and went into the house to find a bowl to catch the blood.

At this moment, a wisp of evil energy quietly emerged from the ground, wrapped up the child's soul and drilled back into the banner.

It is normal to have Yin energy where the Soul Flag appears. Qiu Xin had stayed outside for so long not long ago, so this trace of Yin energy did not arouse Chu Yiyi's vigilance.

In her eyes, a child with his eyes closed is a living being that is half dead.

He's still breathing, but he's not far from dying, so there's no need to worry.

Chu Yiyi put the bowl under her neck to catch the blood, then rolled up her sleeves, jumped upstairs and started cleaning up the mess.

The wound that the handkerchief couldn't block was pressed down by the bowl.