nashuaworldcup Chapter 113 Xiao Yan, Don’t Push Me
Chapter 113 Xiao Yan, Don’t Push Me
The girl's scarlet almond eyes stared straight at him, her eyes just as numb and bloodthirsty as before.
She seemed unable to recognize who he was, but she could call out his name accurately.
Xiao Yan's thin lips curled slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in his dark eyes.
How she hated him!
Lin Zhaoyue looked at Xiao Yan in front of her and tightly gripped the hilt of the knife in her hand.
A resolute murderous intent flashed across her almond-shaped eyes.
She exerted force with her palm and swung the big knife in her hand straight towards Xiao Yan's throat.
The movements were swift and precise, the blood-stained sword flashed with cold light, and the momentum was fierce.
If it was someone else, she would have killed him with one sword.
Xiao Yan stood there without even moving his eyelids.
It was not until the blade was at his throat that he stretched out his hand, and his jade-white fingers grasped the blade accurately.
It looked like he didn't use any strength at all, but no matter how hard Lin Zhaoyue tried, the knife couldn't move at all.
Lin Zhaoyue frowned and kicked him in the abdomen.
Xiao Yun lowered his eyes to take a glance, then took half a step back and exerted force with his fingertips. With a crisp sound of "ding", Lin Zhao's moon blade and the man were directly bounced out.
Her body fell heavily to the ground, and her light green dress was rubbed by the blood and dust on the ground, becoming tattered.
The clothes on his shoulders were torn, and the skin there was also scraped, leaving a bloody mess.
Feng Xin waved his hand and turned around.
The other guards also turned their heads away, not daring to look again.
Feng Xin listened to the fighting behind him and asked Shen Yanzhou who was standing beside him:
"Why did His Royal Highness fight with Miss Lin?"
Shen Yanzhou: "You don't know?"
Feng Xin shook his head and looked at him with interest:
"Just tell me!"
Traditionally, the person who knows Your Highness well is Shen Yanzhou.
Shen Yanzhou glanced at him and waved his hand:
"You don't know, how can you think I know?"
Feng Xin: ...
I believed his lies and enjoyed myself secretly without telling him.
When Xiao Yun saw that Lin Zhaoyue was able to defeat him in four moves, a rare hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes.
Although he only used less than 50% of his strength.
The big knife in Lin Zhaoyue's hand had been shattered by Xiao Yun, and she had just taken a few palm strikes from Xiao Yun.
At this moment, the bones in my arm seemed to be shattered and it hurt so much.
Her chest ached slightly, and a strong taste of rust rose up in her throat, which she forced down.
At this moment, Lin Zhaoyue didn't know who Xiao Yan was, but there was a strong voice in her heart that kept asking her to kill him.
Adjusting her breathing, Lin Zhaoyue clenched her fists, pointed her toes, and ran straight towards him.
The fist came at her, Xiao Yan dodged sideways, and the big palm grabbed her easily.
Lin Zhaoyue was caught by him.
He caught her but didn't hit her or resist. Instead, he acted like he was playing with some fun toy.
Lin Zhaoyue was filled with inexplicable anger. Thin blue veins bulged on her fair skin. Her eyes seemed to be covered with blood, and everything around her turned blood red.
Dizziness and shortness of breath.
Xiao Yun noticed that something was wrong with her and was about to call for help when he saw Lin Zhaoyue's body go limp and she fainted.
He put his arms around her waist, took off his outer robe and put it on her, then shouted to Feng Xin:
"Let Mr. Li come over."
Elder Li hurried over, and after checking Lin Zhaoyue's pulse, his eyes flashed, and then he looked at Xiao Yun and said:
"Your Highness, don't worry. Miss Lin just fainted because of anger. She will be fine once she wakes up. It's nothing serious."
So in short, he made her faint from anger?
Xiao Yun looked at Lin Zhaoyue's pale little face and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Since everything is fine, it's not over yet.
He waved his hand to dismiss Mr. Li and ordered:
"Bring me a bucket of cool water."
Feng Xin had a bad feeling when he heard Xiao Yan's words.
Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince going to splash Miss Lin to wake her up?
Looking at Lin Zhaoyue's pale face, even though Mr. Li said it was okay, Feng Xin always felt that Miss Lin would die in the next second.
He swallowed and said:
"Miss Lin is weak and needs to rest."
Hearing Feng Xin speaking for Lin Zhaoyue, although Xiao Yan knew that there was nothing possible between Feng Xin and Lin Zhaoyue, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
His eyes turned cold, he looked at Feng Xin and said coldly:
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Feng Xin met Xiao Yun's eyes, his scalp tingled, and he quickly said, "I dare not."
Forget it, Lin Zhaoyue is not his fiancée anyway, so Your Highness the Crown Prince can do whatever he wants to her.
To be honest, Feng Xin was very confused about the Crown Prince's behavior.
It is said that His Highness does not like Miss Lin Er. During the time when Miss Lin Er faked her death, she went crazy and even had a ghost marriage with a dead person and slept with the dead person's corpse.
After knowing that Miss Lin Er was not dead, he used all kinds of methods to force her to show up and placed her under house arrest in the East Palace.
He also forced Miss Lin II to stay in the prince's bedroom every night.
It is said that the Crown Prince likes Second Miss Lin. Now that she is by his side, he does not seem to care for her much and continues to make trouble for her.
Even the love he showed to Miss Lin Er was not even one tenth of the love he showed to Miss Liu.
Feng Xin's simple mind turned around and around, and then he came to a conclusion that even shocked him:
Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince likes dead people?
Just when Feng Xin was so shocked by this idea that he couldn't recover, he saw Xiao Yan had already taken the bucket of cold water brought by the guard and poured it on Lin Zhaoyue without hesitation.
Lin Zhaoyue was wet and cold all over. She was awakened by the splash. When she opened her eyes, she was met with Xiao Yun's dark gaze.
His cold words echoed in my ears:
"Aren't you pretending to be dead?"
Lin Zhaoyue's lungs seemed to explode. She instinctively turned sideways, covered her face with her hands, and began to cough violently.
When she finished coughing, her palms were covered in blood.
She calmly withdrew her hand, looked at Xiao Yan coldly and said:
"Xiao Yan, what do you want to do now?"
Lin Zhaoyue is still in the dungeon at the moment. This is probably where Xiao Yan interrogates prisoners and rests. It is cleaner than other cells.
The tea set and table where Xiao Yan had tea just now were moved out from here.
Xiao Yan met her cold expression and said coldly:
"What are you doing? Qingzhu's matter is not over yet."
Lin Zhaoyue's heart skipped a beat. She clutched the quilt tightly in her hands and looked at him warily:
"Xiao Yan, she has already pointed out who the accomplice is, and she was seriously injured by you. She is almost dead now. What else do you want to do?"
"Lin Zhaoyue, this is not enough."
"She either dies or her martial arts are crippled, Lin Zhaoyue, your choice."
If Qingzhu's martial arts were destroyed, she would become a useless person, which would undoubtedly be a huge blow to Qingzhu.
"Xiao Yan, she is almost a useless person now, can you please let her go, I beg you..."
She tugged at his sleeve, her almond-shaped eyes full of pleading.
Xiao Yan's dark eyes looked at her hand that was grabbing his sleeve. His eyes moved slightly, but the words he spoke were cold and ruthless:
"Lin Zhaoyue, if it weren't for you, I would have chopped her into pulp long ago."
Lin Zhaoyue's face turned pale when she met his cold expression.
"Not talking? Are you choosing her to die?"
Lin Zhaoyue closed her eyes, feeling as if there were thousands of steel needles in her throat, the pain was unbearable:
"Xiao Yan, please stop pushing me."