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    Ambitious and self-employed x warlord [Seventy Three]

    Qi Heng listened in silence and remained calm.

    Li Xin didn’t want to talk to him anymore, so she pulled the quilt, groped for the edge of the bed and slowly lay down, closing her eyes calmly.

    Qi Heng stood quietly at the head of her bed for a while, until Li Xin’s breathing became even, then he gently stroked her hair, turned and left.

    After he left, Li Xin opened her eyes.

    She didn’t believe Qi Zhen was dead.

    Although the system did not remind her, as long as this task did not end, she would not believe what Qi Heng said.

    As for why Qi Heng kept her, Li Xin didn’t believe it. He had always been in love with her and wanted to get her.

    Either it’s a bargaining chip, or it’s…

    Li Xin subconsciously raised her hand and touched her hair.

    The wooden hairpin is still there.

    Feeling inexplicably relieved, she took off the hairpin and held it tightly in her hands. It seemed that only in this way could she feel a little warmth.

    For the first time in a long time, she lost her sight.

    Such a pure black world can really make people feel helpless.

    In the next few days, Li Xin stayed in this room. There were servants to serve her, but they usually didn’t say much to her.

    After Li Xin can basically adapt to the dark, she can slowly walk around the room.

    During this period, she paid great attention to the water and food, and would not eat them easily if she smelled any peculiar smell.

    But if Qi Heng really gave herself some colorless and odorless medicine, there was nothing she could do.

    Qi Heng visited her several times during the trip and asked her some questions, just how she was doing. Normally, Li Xin would sit quietly by the bed at this time, not paying any attention to what he meant.

    Qi Heng was not upset, he just fed her with delicious food and drink.

    The servant who served Li Xin was like a gourd. The two of them could stay silent for a whole day. In addition to adapting to the environment here, Li Xin was also trying to identify where he was and thinking about the possibility of escaping.

    But when I think of my own eyes, I feel sad again.

    On this day, the servant who originally served Li Xin did not come, but instead had a new voice.

    This newcomer is very warm and makes a sweet noise, clear and crisp.

    As soon as she saw Li Xin, she chirped a lot, praising her beauty and saying that Qi Heng treated her well. As she spoke, the meaning of her words changed.

    What does it mean to keep Qi Heng’s heart while you are young and beautiful?

    What does it mean that Qi Heng doesn’t mind that she is not perfect?

    She had already said that even if she died, she would never have anything to do with Qi Heng again.

    Li Xin kept holding back until the newcomer blurted out “aunt,” and the anger she had accumulated rushed from her chest to her throat.

    She heard herself tremble a little and said, “Don’t call me aunt.”

    The newcomer seemed not to hear, and thought she was embarrassed, so he laughed and said: “Are you embarrassed? What’s the big deal? You deserve it if the fifth master loves you so much.”

    Before she could finish speaking, Li Xin suddenly turned her head.

    Her eyes were round and round, with gray pupils. When she was quiet, her beautiful face made her look even more melancholy.

    But she was extremely angry now, and her blank eyes were like a pool of lifeless stagnant water. The servant was frightened and couldn’t help but shrink back.

    “Get lost.”

    She gritted her teeth.

    The servant wanted to say something more, but at this time Li Xin had already raised the hairpin she had been holding in her hand and pointed the sharp end at her.

    A thick layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, she responded in panic, and ran out staggeringly.

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