Empress Running Away with the Ball!

Chapter 1790: I'd rather have a dog

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The master of Zixiao Pavilion smiled "hehe" and said: "Yes, it is precisely because she can't resolve it that I came up with this method. This love-forgetting medicine will make her forget everyone and everything in the past. She took it After taking the medicine, she will fall asleep for a period of time, and then when she wakes up, the first person she sees is you. At this time, she is like a blank piece of paper. Whatever you tell her, she will believe it. How about that? , Xiaoer, are you satisfied with this arrangement of your adoptive father? "

He couldn't help but show a proud look on his face.

Young Master Qianmian's face was pale, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat. He said in a trembling voice: "No, foster father, you have never successfully prepared this love-forgetting medicine. After those people you tested before took the love-forgetting medicine, one by one They all turned into fools and idiots. I always remember their crazy looks. It was so terrible! No, I don’t want her to turn into fools and idiots!”

He shook his head violently and backed away step by step, as if he wanted to rush out the door.

No matter what, he couldn't let his adoptive father hurt her in the slightest!

"Xiao'er, stop!"

The Master of Zixiao Pavilion suddenly gave a sharp shout, and Young Master Qianmian was shocked and stopped. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He looked at the Master of Zixiao Pavilion with resistance on his face, without any flinching in his eyes.

"Father, if this is your idea, please forgive Xiao'er for not obeying your orders! If you want to turn her into a fool and idiot, then you'd better kill her!" He said with pain on his face.

She was so smart, so lively and agile, and he just liked her wit. If she really became a fool... that would be terrible!

He believed that she would rather die than let herself become a fool and idiot.

The Master of Zixiao Pavilion's face was tense, and his eyes like a falcon were staring at the Thousand-faced Young Master.

"How dare you disobey me!" he said coldly.

Young Master Qianmian couldn't help but shudder. He had never disobeyed his adoptive father's orders, but this time, he couldn't agree to anything.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing, protesting with silence.

"Very good. My adoptive father has really raised you and taught you for so many years in vain. If I had known this, I would rather raise a dog than raise you!" Zixiao Pavilion Master shouted angrily with a livid face.

With a pale face, the Thousand-faced Young Master knelt down in front of the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.

"Father, if my foster father regrets adopting Xiao'er, then please ask my foster father to grant Xiao'er a death. This life was given to me by my foster father. If my foster father takes it back now, I will die in peace!"

The Master of Zixiao Pavilion stared at him closely, slowly raised his right palm, and slowly pressed down on his Tianling Cap.

There was no fear in the eyes of the Thousand-faced Young Master. He had a calm expression on his face and quietly waited for death to come.

Suddenly, the master of Zixiao Pavilion used his right palm to exert force, and there was a "click" sound, and the floor-standing vase in the room was smashed into pieces by his palm.

"A good boy, you have backbone and you are not afraid of death. My adoptive father really did not misjudge you!"

The Master of Zixiao Pavilion laughed, stretched out his hand to support Young Master Qianmian, and he stood up involuntarily.

He looked at his adoptive father blankly and asked, "Father, are you not going to kill me?"

The master of Zixiao Pavilion smiled calmly: "Silly boy, my adoptive father just tested your will. You risked your life for that girl, so how could your adoptive father harm her?"