He Yao said: "Use a needle to pierce the dye into the flesh and blood. If you want to eliminate it, cut off the piece of flesh."

Just hearing Chu Zhiyin feels pain in his flesh, and it hurts so much that it is to cut his flesh.

Lan Qiyue said: "My benefactor doesn't have to worry about me. If I can't go back to Daxuan, I will stay in Shu."

"Then can you rely on in Shu?" Daxuan cannot tolerate it with his mark, and even more so in Shu.

This sentence made Lan Qiyue's expression dark, but he covered it up very well, "It's okay, I can survive."

Chu Zhiyin's heart was touched because the moment he just reminded her of Yu Shu being bullied.

Silent forbearance and pretending to be strong will make people feel distressed.

And being able to survive only means that he wants to survive, not that he can really survive.

"Then," Chu Zhiyin thought for a while, "We will return to Daxuan after we finish the work. I will protect you along the way. When I see An Yunqi, see if he can solve your problem."

When He Yao heard An Yunqi's name, he felt uncomfortable suddenly, because it was not because this person had threatened him before.

It was not that he was holding on to his own weakness in life, but that this name was spoken from Chu Zhiyin, which reminded him of their relationship.

Seeing that Lan Qiyue did not respond, Chu Zhiyin explained: "An Yunqi has some power in the court. Since you will be arrested by the government, he may be able to solve the problem."

Lan Qiuyue was not as happy as she thought, but her gratitude was stronger. "Thank you, my benefactor, July is simply incomparable."

The intuition told her that there should be many secrets on him, but the person has been saved and he looks like he is a victim, so he should not get into any trouble.

When He Yao heard what she said, he sneered. He was also the witch master of the barbarian tribe and the former imperial sage master of Daxuan. Can't he solve this small matter in just one sentence?

Didn't she expect to beg him?

"Cough." He Yao coughed lightly, wanting to say something to remind her that his identity is extremely noble.

Chu Zhiyin glanced at He Yao, then continued to look at Lan Qiyue, "I don't want to repay you if I save people, just live well."

She looked sideways, "Master Emperor is afraid he is tired, so go back and rest quickly. If you don't arrive in southern Xinjiang, you will be exhausted. I am a sinner."

He Yaowei stared at his eyes, his sarcastic tone made people angry. He was about to go back with irony, but was interrupted by the sound of the cup falling to the ground.

They looked at the source of the sound together, and saw Lan Qiuyue, who had been calm and calm, showing panic on her face, and her fingers were trembling obviously.

And the water cup fell from his hands.

Chu Zhiyin thought about what she had just said, and there were only two useful information in it, one was the imperial teacher and the other was the southern Xinjiang.

But the imperial teacher said she was alive at the door, but he didn't respond at that time, that was southern Xinjiang.

Chu Zhiyin tentatively said: "Have you been to southern Xinjiang?"

The word "two" just came out, and Lan Qiuyue's expression changed. This time the panic turned into fear, mixed with a look of fear.

This time she made it clear that Lan Qiuyue and Nanjiang must have a story.

Lan Qiuyue suddenly caught Chu Zhiyin and said, "I won't go to southern Xinjiang, I won't go!"

His eyes widened, his eyes turned red at the ends of his eyes, and his shoulders shrank slightly. His face was crying but still not ferocious, but added a pitiful smell.

Compared with An Yunqi's face, it also has a beautiful feeling, but it is not a flower of the kaolin that has sharp beauty, but a weak beauty of a woman, a sense of brokenness that others can ravage at will.

A thought suddenly popped up in Chu Zhiyin's mind: He could not be a child who escaped from a wealthy businessman.

When she came to her senses, Lan Qiuyue was already crying and just begging her.

She held his shoulder, thinking that this person was a calm person, but it turned out that she hadn't hit the point where she was afraid.

What exactly did the southern border bring to him?

At the same time, He Yao stood up and walked to the two of them. He pulled out the hairpin from Chu Zhiyin's head.

Chu Zhiyin was about to curse when he saw him picking Lan Qiuyue's collar with a hairpin.

She couldn't believe her eyes, and He Yao was actually preparing to act like a hooligan in front of her.

She was still using her hairpin, so whether he wanted to touch it or not.

The collar is picked up with the hairpin, and the mark inside is thus revealed.

There are two marks side by side. To be precise, one is more like a totem and the other is like a mark.

Because the word Ye is clearly written, but the totem is like a pair of sheep's horns.

He Yao pulled back his hairpin and asked in a deep voice: "What is your relationship with Mao You?"

As soon as these words came out, Lan Qiyue cried and stopped crying, but stared at her red eyes and suddenly shook Chu Zhiyin's hand tightly.

Then, like a rabbit who had just escaped from the hunter's hand, looking for a place to hide in a embarrassed and helpless manner.

Who is Mao You? Why did he have such a big reaction after hearing this? Just a name makes people panic?

Lan Qiyue finally hid in the closet. Chu Zhiyin didn't rush to pull the person out, but turned around and asked He Yao.

"Who is Mao You?"

He Yao shook the hairpin in his hand, "Mao is especially the king of southern Xinjiang."

"Is he a very vicious person, or has a green face and fangs? Why is his name scaring Lan Qiuyue so much?"

He Yao has never seen the new king in southern Xinjiang, but he has seen Lao Wang a few times, but he is not scary and terrifying. In recent years, he has not heard rumors of the ugly face of the king in southern Xinjiang.

Even because the new king did not surrender to the barbarian king, many people instead surrounded him and praised the new king for being extremely brave.

"I don't know, I don't know the new king of southern Xinjiang." He Yao glanced at the wardrobe, "If you just ask him, would you know?"

Chu Zhiyin stopped her, "No, he is in a bad mood now. I thought he was behaving wrong before, so don't force someone in a bad mood."

Most of Yan Ping's deaths stem from the heart knot, and Chu Zhiyin didn't want to reveal the scars and knew the truth.

He Yao didn't care about these things at first. He followed Chu Zhiyin to southern Xinjiang just to relieve the reason why she could relieve the pain of his tearing.

If you can find a solution once and for all, if you can't, leave people around you and relieve yourself every month.

As for other things, he won't care.

Chu Zhiyin said: "I have finished asking today. Go back. I will solve his problems myself."

The order to expel the guests was issued, and He Yao would not choose to stay. This time he left the room without saying anything.

When I returned to my room, I realized that I was still holding Chu Zhiyin's hairpin in my hand.

The half-circular pearl string is neither big nor small, and the style is very ordinary Daxuan style. Fortunately, some Daxuan styles are also popular in Shu, so this kind of style is not abrupt when worn on the head.
Chapter completed!