After wearing a book, I became an egg

Yi Qingchen's brain almost stopped functioning.

What did the gray-clothed servant just say, how much gold did it cost?

It seems to be very expensive when you hear it.

Yi Qingchen let out a trembling breath and managed to calm down.He pursed his lips and began to push the lid of the box with his head guiltily. After pushing for a long time, he finally pushed the lid back to its original position, covering the tragic situation inside the box.

And then...then what! ?

Yi Qingchen flusteredly looked at the table, then at the empty room, and started rolling around the box.

No, no, no, no, he can't stay here, he has to get out of here!

Yi Qingchen rolled to the edge of the table two or three times, and when she was about to find a safe way to slip down, there were soft footsteps outside the door.

! !

Yi Qingchen spun around twice in a hurry, then dodged and hid behind the box in desperation.

Light footsteps came in and stopped beside the table, and then there was the slight knock of tea cups being collected.Yi Qingchen hid behind the box, poked her head out cautiously, and saw a maid in blue with a box on her arm, changing the tea set.

The other party didn't seem to notice him at all. During the movement, the box was placed on the table, very close to him.

Yi Qingchen stared at the opened box. There seemed to be endless attraction in the dark box, which made him unable to look away.

If... if you sneak into the box, you can take the opportunity to be taken out, and then find a chance to slip away halfway.

Yi Qingchen's heart was pounding, he swallowed, he glanced at the unaware maid in Tsing Yi, groaned, and jumped into the box.

The box was full of tea sets, and there seemed to be some delicious snacks.Yi Qingchen was not in the mood to observe at this time, and squeezed himself into the gap of the tea set with all his might, not daring to breathe out.

The maid in Tsing Yi took out a few more cups, and then loosely closed the lid of the box.Yi Qingchen felt the box shake and was picked up by someone, at this moment the hanging heart dropped slightly.

It seems that it has not been found and is safe.Yi Qingchen thought.

The box wobbled for a while, as if it had turned two corners, Yi Qingchen felt that it was almost done, got out from the shadows, and jumped on the snack plate vigorously, the outside sunlight was falling on top of his head through the gap in the cover.

Yi Qingchen looked at the gap, and gently pushed the egg onto the lid.

- Click.

With a soft sound, the lid was pushed back by a force, the light above the head disappeared instantly, and the box fell into darkness.

Yi Qingchen was stunned.

...how what?

Why did the lid close all of a sudden! ?

He was frightened and wanted to open the lid again, but unexpectedly the box made a sharp turn, his center of gravity was unstable and he rolled down from the dessert, with a loud click, and bumped head-on into the tea set next to him.

Hissing, pain, pain!

Yi Qingchen was so knocked that tears were about to come out, and before she could stand still, the maid went down a few steps, and the whole basket was bumped twice, Yi Qingchen was tightly stuck in the gap of the cup in the confusion, unable to move .

He wants to go out.

Yi Qingchen thought aggrievedly.

The maid carried the box and walked for a while, and seemed to have entered a place with a lot of people. Gradually, voices could be heard all around. It was the voice of a middle-aged man.

"...Are you still talking hard?"

"..."

"What do you want to steal? Who sent you here, be honest!"

--Snapped!

The crisp sound of whips.

Yi Qingchen was in the box, her heart beat faster because of the sound, and then she felt the box was put down firmly.

The continuous questioning sounded from more than ten meters away, but still only the voice of the middle-aged man could be heard, and no other voices could be heard.

It seems that the person who was arrested was quite tough.Yi Qingchen thought.

He freed himself from the gap in the glass and carefully jumped back onto the snack plate, trying to push the lid on, which was slightly loose.He took a deep breath, slowly opened the lid a crack, and finally saw the scene outside.

He was placed on a stone table, and what came into view was a pair of slender and strong hands, holding a cup of tea, with cold jade-like fingertips resting on the wall of the celadon cup, very clean.

Yi Qingchen couldn't help but look at it twice, and felt that it was strangely familiar, then turned his head to look down.Only a piece of stone paved ground can be seen through the gap, which seems to be a small courtyard, and it is indeed a good place for interrogating prisoners.No matter how much there is, he can't see it, and he doesn't dare to push the lid too open for fear of being noticed.

The whip rang twice again, and Yi Qingchen heard a cold voice above his head: "Forget it, let's just forget about it."

Yi Qingchen's eyelids twitched, isn't that voice Jiang Hui!

"If you don't tell me, I can guess... Song Xingyuan asked you to come here."

The prisoner below seemed to be struggling, probably trying to deny it, but Jiang Hui stopped him with a sneer.

"The one who wants the blood ganoderma in my hand is that kind of person, and the only one who can do such a tricky behavior is Song Xingyuan."

"You! How dare you insult Song Xianjun!" The prisoner finally couldn't help yelling, but Jiang Hui didn't seem to respond to this, and slowly blew on the tea and took a sip.

"Song Xianjun has a noble character, and his heart is for the common people. How many lives can the blood ganoderma save in his hands! You are a cruel monster, how many treasures of heaven and earth have you collected in the past hundred years, when you court Yu Xianjun..."

"To shut up!!"

The teacup in Jiang Hui's hand shattered, and the huge spiritual pressure spread instantly, like a huge wave sweeping around, making people breathless.

"You deserve to mention him too?" Jiang Huihan asked.

In a trance, Yi Qingchen heard the sound of kneeling and spitting blood, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

"Hmm...cough cough cough...what, are you guilty?" The man mocked, "Back then, I showed mercy to Yu Xianjun and wanted to save you. Even the immortal body—"

The unfinished words suddenly disappeared into the air, and the surroundings were dead silent.

A moment later, the attendant in gray suddenly knelt beside Jiang Hui, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! You don't need to kill any more for this kind of person!"

The oppressive atmosphere stagnated, and then suddenly loosened. The person not far away seemed to have escaped, and spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

The attendant in gray hurriedly reprimanded the people below: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and drag it down!"

After another rustling sound, the surroundings became quiet, as if everyone had retreated.The servant in gray knelt there without moving, hesitating a bit: "Your Majesty, your hand is injured, let this subordinate..."

"roll."

The cold voice carried unfinished killing intent, as if a sharp knife was coming towards him.

Yi Qingchen was so frightened by the sound that her heart trembled, she couldn't stand still and fell off the snack, and fell to the bottom of the box, her heart was pounding like a panic.

There was a dead silence all around, and there was no more sound, as if even the wind had detoured away.

Yi Qingchen lay down for a while, and finally recovered.He listened carefully, as if there was no one around, he carefully jumped onto the snack plate, lifted the lid quietly, and suddenly froze.

Jiang Hui, who was dressed in black, leaned back on the back of the chair, covering his eyes with one hand, from this angle he could only see his pale and tight jaw.In the hand that was holding the teacup just now, there were still a few pieces of exploded porcelain embedded in it, and the warm blood stained the palm of the hand, blurring a red color on the table.

His whole body seemed to lose his life, and seemed to be submerged by a thick tide, without a sound and without an exit.

Yi Qingchen looked at the other party and frowned subconsciously.

There was a subtle emotion in his heart, as if he couldn't bear it.

When she came back to her senses, Yi Qingchen had already come out of the box and rolled to the injured hand on the table.

He hesitated for a moment, and gently rubbed the hand with his round egg body, but Jiang Hui didn't respond.

Yi Qingchen sighed silently in his heart.In the palm of the hand in front of him, a few sharp and glaring tiles were still stuck in the flesh, mixed with blood, it hurt a lot at first glance.

You have to remove the tiles, because if you leave them alone, they will always hurt.

...But he has no hands, how can he pull them out?

Yi Qingchen frowned, staring at the wound, wishing to grow two hands.In a daze, a touch of pure white spiritual power slowly condensed, gently wrapped one of the tiles, and carefully took out the tile according to the idea just now.

click.

There was a slight sound, and the tiles mixed with blood fell on the table.

Yi Qingchen woke up suddenly from the stupefaction, only then did he see clearly that the white spirit power came from himself.

This is... his spiritual power?

Probably in order to respond to his inner thoughts, the group of spiritual power immediately moved according to his intentions, Yi Qingchen calmed down, and began to clean up the broken porcelain in the wound wholeheartedly.

After a while, the broken porcelain was finally almost cleaned up.Yi Qingchen looked carefully again, and after confirming that there were no residues, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It may be that his attention was not so concentrated. At this time, he realized later that a gaze that seemed to have any substance fell behind him at some point, and his presence was so strong that he couldn't ignore it.

Yi Qingchen raised her head subconsciously, and bumped into a pair of long black eyes, which were calm and dark, as if they were going to swallow people up.

Yi Qingchen's heart trembled, as if waking up from a dream, the condensed white spiritual power also distorted.

......

Wait, what did he just do! ?

Yi Qingchen's expression was blank for a moment, and he swallowed unconsciously.

...Is he stupid? This is the great villain Demon Lord!

What kind of wound did he clean up a Demon Lord?Still rolled out of the box by itself!

Yi Qingchen froze for a few seconds, her mind twitched, and unconsciously drew a circle on the opponent's wrist with spiritual power, and then quickly retracted it.

Jiang Hui was stunned.

Yi Qingchen looked away in a trance, and began to imagine some bloody scenes uncontrollably.

This Jiang Hui doesn't look happy, he has such a weird temper, is he angry?Will he be pinched and smashed, or will he be thrown on the ground, or will he be boiled...

Yi Qingchen's thoughts were confused, she was completely immersed in shock, and she didn't even realize that the other party's hand trembled.

"...He will draw a circle like this after he has bandaged before..." Jiang Hui muttered, remembering something, his eyes wandered for a moment and then quickly returned to their original state.

Yi Qingchen didn't hear what he was saying, but felt his whole body shake, and Jiang Hui picked him up with the other hand.

Jiang Hui looked at him quietly for a while, then said, "Are you afraid of me?"

......What is the problem?Is there anyone who is not afraid of you?

Yi Qingchen was pinched in the opponent's hand, if his life was not in danger, he would have nodded violently.

But he had an intuition that he couldn't be so straightforward, so he endured it, but he still couldn't resist the true thoughts in his heart, so he nodded cautiously in fear.

Jiang Hui's expression remained unchanged: "Then why didn't you run away just now, aren't you afraid of death?"

Yi Qingchen: "..."

Well, in fact, not only did he want to run, he ran earlier than those attendants.It's just that he failed to escape, so he was put here.

Yi Qingchen was silent for a moment, wondering how to answer this question, but saw the other party chuckle lightly, shook his head and sighed: "You can't speak, why are you asking this?"

Then he put it back on the table.

Yi Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard a small, subtle voice in the air.

belch.

Yi Qingchen trembled uncontrollably, and then realized that the small hiccup sound was actually made by herself.

belch.

This sound was louder.Yi Qingchen shuddered, feeling that the aura that had just been absorbed in his stomach was stagnant there, and he couldn't digest it all the way, making him uncomfortable.

Thinking of the pile of broken stones, he closed his mouth guiltily, and when he looked up, he couldn't help hiccupping again in the eyes of the other party's squinted eyes.

belch.