Lord, don't play with me: the genius son, Lolita's mother

Nan Lie, if you want to live, you can’t ask for death [10]

So just now, Su Qiqi sealed his acupoints and gagged his mouth, actually he was laughing in his heart and only felt that what she did was unnecessary.

He will not seek death at every turn like others.

As long as others don't kill him, he will never commit suicide!

However, when he heard all this, he started to panic. If everything he had in the southern country was destroyed by Ye Wuyan and the others, then he would really have nothing. [

At this time, he was extremely flustered.

It was more painful than hearing that Su Qiqi wanted to force him to be tortured.

Su Qiqi raised her head, lazily looked at Nan Lie's expression of extreme anger and pain, and smiled softly.

She found that this person's pursuit of power was indeed extremely strong and his ambition was too great, so when he heard Nan Hua's actions, he couldn't help but feel confused.

Well, he must have started to fear and suffer at this moment, right?

The breath in my heart finally felt a little more comfortable.

Thinking of what Nan Lie did on the boat that day, she felt that killing him a thousand times was not enough to vent her anger, especially when she thought that she and Wu Yan almost died because of him.

He was even more angry.

If she doesn't torture him well, she won't be called Su Qiqi anymore.

His eyes turned cold, and a crooked smile filled the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head to look at Ye Wuyan: "Wuyan, do you still have a copy of that roster? If you have it, you might as well show it to Prince Nan Just take a look, so that he can be more sure of what's going on!"

Then, you can vomit blood with anger!

Let him suffer physically and mentally, and let him have such a heavy psychological shadow in his next life and the next life, and he dare not do anything bad again.

"Zuo Ying, go and get a copy!" Ye Wuyan said lightly.

Zuo Ying frowned upon hearing this, but didn't dare to say anything, turned around and walked into the study in the courtyard.

In fact, he has indeed read it, but his memory is not very good. Some of them, he can't remember clearly, but the prince has spoken. As a subordinate, he can't say anything, he can only follow.

From memory, I began to write silently.

Fortunately, after years of training, even though he didn't read the roster carefully, he remembered a lot of what he had read.

Reluctantly, he wrote down everything he remembered, and then gave it to Ye Wuyan: "My lord, my subordinate's memory is limited, some of which I don't remember clearly, but the important parts have been silent."