The light yellow Chenba, accompanied by the green tea leaves, flowed a blanket.
Blood flowed from the forehead of Xiaoliu Liu.
He didn't say anything, but panic was written in his eyes.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty knows
Some thin and fair fingers grabbed the carpet.
"Huh?" Mu Ran sneered, "Why? Stop talking?"
Xiao Liu raised his head abruptly, his eyes were filled with tears, he knelt forward with his knees together, and while throwing himself towards Mu Ran, he sobbed and cried: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this slave didn't do it on purpose, this slave did it all!" For the sake of the emperor!"
Mu Ran looked at him coldly, and kicked him to the ground: "You poured the medicine that made me nervous in the tea, and you said it was for me?"
"No, no, no!" Xiao Liu rubbed his skin with his hands, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, kneeling in front of Mu Ran with snot and tears.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you should spare this servant, this servant really didn't do it on purpose!" Xiao Liu cried at the top of his voice, "Slave, servant, this servant is justjust"
"Just what?" Mu Ran looked at him with gloomy eyes.
Xiao Liu's body trembled, and he withered instantly.
He sat down on the ground dejectedly, his tongue twirling in his mouth looking for words of excuse for himself.
His voice was very low, and he narrated incoherently, his eyes fell into memories: "The slave it's all for you"
Mu Ran frowned slightly, hearing what he was talking about.
What Xiao Liu was talking nonsense was actually saying that all he did was just to stay by his side.
Mu Ran looked down at him, feeling that something was wrong with him.
Following Xiao Liu's fragmentary narration, Mu Ran understood it.
Xiao Liu gave him No, to be precise, he drugged the original owner, just to be able to stay by his side.
As long as the original owner's bloodthirsty and murderous character becomes deeper and deeper, then the original owner will always rely on him, and he can become the most trusted person of the original owner forever.
Because everyone else was afraid of the original owner who wanted to kill people, but he was the only one who was not afraid and would hand him a knife.
He was afraid, afraid that after the original owner became emperor, he would become better and better, and there would be more and more people around him, and he, a nobody in the palace, would be forgotten.
Everything he did was for the original owner.
The purpose of throwing Xueqing ointment in Weiqing's room was to find something about Niu Ye, so as to help him eradicate Niu Ye.
"Heh." Mu Ran didn't have the slightest interest in the reasons he told, "Are you liking me? You are clearly selfish."
Mu Ran's cold words directly shattered Xiao Liu's heart that was lying high in the sky.
However, Mu Ran continued to tell without the slightest mercy: "If you say that, will I be moved? You think you put yourself on the high ground for me, but in fact, every step you take is for yourself. Disgusting."
Xiao Liu was on the verge of falling, his eyes were completely gloomy and lost the light.
When the sweet icing is stripped off, all that remains is the black thing called desire.
The stench is incomparable.
Xiao Liu committed suicide.
He stood up abruptly and crashed into a wooden pillar on one side to his death.
Before he died, he was still staring at Mu Ran with his black eyes, as if unwilling to do so, and cursed him with his eyes while muttering to himself.
No matter what the reason is, Mu Ran has no intention of caring about him.