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The weather was unpredictable and it started to rain again.
Silk Brocade came in the rain. When he entered the front hall, he only pushed the wet hair from his forehead. The cold raindrops slowly slid down his face and seeped into his neck.
In the hall, the candles burned calmly, and the flames and fire shadows occasionally swayed in the wind. The silk brocade lowered its head and saw two shadows under the candlelight.
"It's a pity that it's not Ruan Baoyu who comes, but Li Yan.
He slowly raised his eyes, glanced around coldly, and then asked, "Where is Ruan Baoyu?"
"My lord, he is reviewing the case overnight." Li Yan bowed and answered calmly.
"The case of a young man being murdered and having his brain removed is not a small case. You didn't even know I was there, and you tried it alone overnight! Don't you want to take me seriously?"
"The Marquis' words are serious, but Li Yan is curious, how do you conclude that Ruan Shaoqing is trying this case at this moment?"
Bo Jin smiled instead of being angry, "Yes or no, let's go and see." As he spoke, he stood up and wanted to go out, but was blocked by Li Yan with a black face.
"Get out of the way." Bo Jin snorted coldly.
Li Yan pursed his lips, took out a money bag, and asked with all his strength, "Master Marquis should recognize this money bag, right?"
The wind pushed the door open suddenly, air-conditioning rushed into the room, and even the breath turned into white mist.
"I don't understand what Li Shaoqing means." Silk Jin's face was still as cold as jade, and his eyelashes were half-draped to cover the cold flames in his eyes.
"Mr. Marquis, we mentioned the last time we set up a trap. The man who escaped dropped his silver bag as a hidden weapon, and this cloth bag was the one he used that night. Ruan Shaoqing recognized it as belonging to the Marquis." Li Yan handed the money bag to Bo Jin's eyes. .
Bo Jin didn't answer, turned around and sat back leisurely in his original seat, smiling coldly, "Are you trying to frame me?"
"Ruan Shaoqing has a photographic memory and clearly remembers meeting the Marquis for the first time that night. He fainted and woke up. The Marquis was bending over to look at him, and the silver bag hanging from his waist happened to be right in front of him."
After hearing this, Bo Jin leaned back and said, "The workmanship of this purse is average, and the materials are extremely common. You can see it everywhere in shops in the capital. Even if I have the same one, how can you guarantee that others will not have it? Li Shaoqing, your joke is too much." !¡±
"This bag is ordinary, but there are a few drops of wax oil on the surface. The color of the wax is purple. If I remember correctly, the purple wax was specially gifted by the emperor to the Marquis. I am afraid that only the Marquis has it in the whole capital."
"You should say everything you want to say."
Li Yan sighed, "Master Hou, what do you want to do to protect Shen Luo when he commits a crime? They say that Master Hou has turned back as a prodigal son, but if the emperor knows about this, what should he say?"
"No need to scare me with him! I am the Minister of Dali Temple, not Ruan Baoyu. I must participate in this case tonight. If you don't agree, you can stop me and try."
"The first rank of an official is really overwhelming. Didn't you expect that the Marquis wants to suppress me so much?" The first half of the sentence is low, and the second half is surprisingly high-pitched. Usually these words are said by normal people, often with anger and power, but standing in front of the door. The master's tone was full of expectation.
Silk Jin looked at it with disdain and slowly said three words, "Ruan Baoyu."
"It's my humble duty." Mr. Bao ignored Li Yan's wink and actively gave him his bright nymphomaniac smile.
"How was the case resolved? Where was Shen Luo?"
"Mr. Hou, I don't think it's hard. If Mr. Hou is really feeling sorry for you, you can hug your subordinates vigorously. This should be used as encouragement."
"I asked how Shen Luo is doing?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Hou, this time the murderer was arrested on the spot and both the person and the stolen goods were captured. He will not be able to solve the case."
"Hehas all been recruited?" Bo Jin and Li Yan said in unison.
"Master Marquis, please read the confession." Mr. Bao ignored Li Yan and blindly approached the silk brocade!
Silk Jin smiled, took the case file, and tore the paper from it with both hands; Li Yan rushed forward to stop it, but it was too late. I saw the silk brocade hand raised in the air, and the broken pieces of paper fell to the ground like dead leaves.
"How did you do it, Lord Hou? Can you do it again?" At some point, Mr. Bao was standing in front of the silk brocade, holding a dozen thick files in his arms.
Li Yan was upset and Bo Jin snorted coldly.
Mr. Bao finally caught a glimpse of Li Yan's face and hurriedly smiled and comforted her, "It's okay. What the Marquis just tore up was my handwritten list of beauties in the capital."
¡°Then, Mr. Bao saw Bo Jin¡¯s extremely sinister eyes again, and an invisible sense of oppression rolled up his chest.
He lowered his head in embarrassment, "It's just that I took it by mistake. Lord Marquis, you won't deduct my salary!"
Both Bo Jin and Li Yan looked ashen, as if Ruan Shaoqing had just told an out-and-out horror story.
"Master Hou, tear it apart againnbsp; It was on this day that everything he owned was completely shattered.
Including love, pride, and the basic dignity of a man.
He remembered clearly that they were both captured that day and then transported back to the palace. They walked along the way for at least an hour.
I was shaking all the way down, shaking like a leaf in the wind.
"But he was so confused at the time that he couldn't bear it in the end. He stretched out a hand to hold his shoulder and held it until he reached his destination.
The destination is the palace, which is a cold and damp dark room. The most special feature of the room is a large platform in the middle.
There is no plaque on this room, but everyone in the palace knows where it is and named it the Cleansing Room.
The silk brocade's limbs were tied up, and the big letters were opened, and it was tied to the cold platform.
The Holy One, who was only a few feet away, smiled in a playful way.
He said: ¡°I remember someone once mentioned to me that the best way to destroy a proud person is to completely crush his dignity.¡±
After saying that, he leaned over, lifted up the hem of his silk brocade clothes, and took off his silk trousers with his own hands.
At that moment, Bo Jin already knew what he was going to do.
Destroying his self-esteem through the hands of the one he loves is indeed a very clever way.
From that moment on, time stopped forever.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he could clearly see Shen Luo, holding the scimitar in his hand, tears streaming down his face, walking towards his legs while trembling, repeating these two sentences .
"I can't help it, there really is no way."
"Don't blame my brother, really don't blame me."
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???????????????????????? If the man in front of me could care less about him that day when the scimitar was pointed upward, insert the knife into his heart, and preserve his most basic dignity, he would do as he said and not blame him or hate him.
"It's a pity that he didn't."
In order to protect himself, he took a cold knife and purified him with his own hands.
This is the so-called lover he plans to spend his whole life with, the affectionate and righteous Shen Luojun in Ruan Shaoqing's mouth.
That¡¯s probably the story.
This was a dead end. He was heartbroken when the knife was cut, but it could not be denied that Shen Luo was also tortured when he wielded the knife.
Afterwards, he managed to escape from the palace, disappeared for three years, and took a big risk to get the young man Naoren to make medicine. All of this showed that he was very guilty, heartbroken, and had nowhere to go.
So, three years later, the two met again for the first time, and what Bo Jin heard was still this sentence.
"I have no choice, I really have no choice. If I don't do that, not only me, but my whole family will die miserably!"
Exactly the same as three years ago.
The difference is that now Bo Jin has strength, and when he hears this sentence, he can bring up a silent sneer at the corner of his mouth.
There is no need to hate or complain. If your heart is cold and you feel resentful and sigh, it will take too much effort.
So he just sneered.
Shen Luo's mood was obviously much more excited. After a moment of pause, someone rushed up to him, leaned at his feet, and raised his head: "There are only three people left, and my medicine is about to be mixed. You can get me out, and then you can." It can grow back there and we can start over."
Bo Jin laughed again when he heard this: "Who told you this recipe, do you really believe it?"
"I can match it. Don't forget, I am one of the best alchemists in the country and the alchemist used by the late emperor!"
Silk Jin said nothing, blinking slowly, his eyelashes cut off the light, his eyes were heavy, and there was the deepest darkness in the world.
"Do you think that my penis that you cut off with your own hands will grow back because of your elixir? Just like the relationship that you cut off with your own hands will be able to start over again because of your guilt?"
After a long time, he said, coldly, there was no resentment or sigh, it was just a simple ridicule.
Ruan Baoyu on the side took three steps back and almost spewed blood because of his words.
Cut it off with your own hands.
Cut it off with your own hands! !
This turned out to be the truth he had always wanted to uncover.
The truth is a hundred times crueler than all speculations and inferences.
"Too naive. Being so naive is not like you, my Mr. Shen Luo Shen."
Not far away, Bo Jin said again.
With just this sentence, murderous intent was clearly evident.
Without any hesitation, Bo Jin stretched out his hand and twisted Shen Luo's neck hard.
Shen Luo collapsed in response, his pale and thin face fell forward, buried between the silk brocade knees.
Before Ruan Baoyu could step forward to stop him, he found that his legs were filled with lead and he could not move forward or backward.
??But Bo Jin stood up at this time, with his wide sleeves against the wind, and a thin knife shining brightly inside. He quickly held it in his hand and put it on Ruan Baoyu's neck.
"I have no compassion, and I am not afraid of being thrown into the eighteenth floor of the underground after death. As you can see, I am already in purgatory now."
In the claustrophobic small room, Bo Jin whispered this, and without pausing, the thin knife, carrying the wind, drew a blood line on Ruan Baoyu's neck.
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The relationship between Silk Jin and Shen Luo is indeed not what Mr. Bao imagined.
Reality is always crueler than imagination ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)The thin face fell forward, buried between the silk brocade knees.
Before Ruan Baoyu could step forward to stop him, he found that his legs were filled with lead and he could not move forward or backward.
??But Bo Jin stood up at this time, with his wide sleeves against the wind, and a thin knife shining brightly inside. He quickly held it in his hand and put it on Ruan Baoyu's neck.
"I have no compassion, and I am not afraid of being thrown into the eighteenth floor of the underground after death. As you can see, I am already in purgatory now."
In the claustrophobic small room, Bo Jin whispered this, and without pausing, the thin knife, carrying the wind, drew a blood line on Ruan Baoyu's neck.
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The relationship between Silk Jin and Shen Luo is indeed not what Mr. Bao imagined.
Reality is always crueler than imagination ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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