Xiao System: Diviner Yi Hua
Beauty Essence 9: Panic Flavor

SRAT!

Then, the scenery around Yi Hua changed. More precisely this is like a dream cut into pieces. There is nothing clear about all of that. All he knew was that he was struck by a deep nausea.

But when his view was clearer, the nausea that struck increasingly tight. It was no longer a simple tempest, especially when he saw a girl sitting on a bench. A chill struck Yi Hua's heart.

Why is he suddenly here?

Wasn't it! This was not what Yi Hua had experienced, but rather Fang Yin.

If not for this cartilage powder, Fang Yin would probably have easily escaped. But who would have thought if the cartilage powder was mixed with lip dye. Looks like one of the servants did this to her.

Listen to all this ...

Cartilage powder is usually used quite a lot, then it can make the cow can not run again for a while. So that if given to humans, it will obviously make a very large effect. That was what made Fang Yin only be able to blink his eyes like a fool.

Or ...

"Miss, don't blame anything."

Fang Yin's eyes narrowed at the figure he had always called Uncle. However he grew up seeing the kindness of the man. However, it seems that he has misunderstood enough about all of this.

"It's all just because he doesn't love me." The man pointed towards the figure of the girl who was wearing a rather open outfit.

Just one look at Yi Hua could guess the identity of the girl. She must be one of the love-houseworkers. Because, it is very rare for a beauty to display her body parts easily. Especially with the style of dress now that is quite closed, and layered.

Wasn't the girl tied up on the bench the first beauty to be lost?

Yi Hua remembered about the identity of the fifteen recorded victims. The first person is the famous love house girl. However, Yi Hua did not expect that this first victim would come into contact with Fang Yin, the second victim of the case.

This was quite crazy according to what Yi Hua was thinking.

He could see the love house girl shedding her tears. Begging to be released, but Fang Yin obviously could not do anything. He already felt weak from the cartilage powder. Let alone raising the sword, to cuss that uncle alone Fang Yin could not.

"I've made such a big fuss that I can't take Miss Mu away from the Li Kingdom. Therefore, ..."

He just wanted to cause another big commotion in order to distract. That was what this uncle thought. Unfortunately, he was quite brave when putting his nose on this Miss. Especially he kidnapped her on Fang Yin's wedding day with Zhang Yi's High Official.

What am I supposed to do?

Yi Hua could hear what Fang Yin was saying in his mind. He perfectly understood that Fang Yin was so frustrated with this all. Plus he had already promised to meet Zhang Yi at their wedding altar.

SRETT!

Fang Yin had a slightly adequate ability. Yi Hua saw Fang Yin trying to raise his finger to move the paper doll in his pocket. Although the paper occasionally dropped, but Fang Yin was a strong-willed person.

CRATES! CRATES!

As the Uncle explained many things about how crazy and loving he was to the girl he captured, Fang Yin tried to direct the paper doll to find an antidote around the room. Unfortunately, it happened for quite a while, and Fang Yin was sure that this Uncle did not keep the antidote.

He was just a person who was brave enough to give the dangerous powder away without any antidote.

The only way was to wait for his state to recover, and Fang Yin would attack him. However, this Uncle was also not an ordinary person. He also has the ability to fight. Up ...

"Why don't you ever understand?!"

Let alone Fang Yin, Yi Hua who was still there was also shocked. Especially when he saw that Uncle and Miss Mu, the love house girl, were arguing. Since Fang Yin wasn't too focused on listening, he didn't know what was going on. As for Yi Hua, he had only followed Fang Yin's point of view.

Why would they get involved in a love debate like this?

Well, that love house girl always presents love to her guests. So that Yi Hua could not blame Miss Mu who did not love that Uncle. He only gives spring lovingly if paid. The love that Miss Mu gave in their spring was nothing but pseudo. It is based on service. There is no real love there.

In other words, this Uncle was so swept away by love that he wanted to have this beauty alone.

This was not Fang Yin or Yi Hua's business. It was just that this became a little annoying since Fang Yin had to get involved in this. But not everyone knows when he will be unlucky. That was what Yi Hua understood.

However Yi Hua could see that Fang Yin was already better than before. This was long enough after he was given the cartilage powder, so that Fang Yin was not as weak as before. That made Fang Yin immediately pull back her paper doll.

"Cut," Fang Yin whispered to the nimble-moving paper puppet.

What a talented girl. Unfortunately, Yi Hua already knew how this all ended.

Isn't this a little weird when you see other people's moments of death?

CRATES! CRATES!

The sound of the bite was like the sound of a rat bite. It happens so small that it will not disturb or make noise. Moreover, that Uncle was still shaking Miss Mu's bound shoulder. Not to mention with the clashing sound of the noisy uncle.

"You're crazy, sir!" the real Miss Mu snapped was already very irritated by this all.

And with the fear he has. This uncle is already crazy enough to make Miss Mu feel scared. In the end, Miss Mu just stared at Fang Yin who was trying to act like before.

He should not let the Uncle know that Fang Yin had started to detach from the effects of the cartilage powder.

SRETT!

"Uncle, stop!" said Fang Yin weakly. His voice had still not returned to normal, but he felt it was enough to stop Uncle's crazy actions.

The reason, that Uncle had already snatched Miss Mu's head just to be knocked into the wall. It happened powerful enough that Fang Yin could see the flow of blood in Miss Mu's temple. Even so, that Uncle was still crazy enough to do so many times.

"He doesn't love me, miss. Why doesn't he love me?"

This guy ...

Yi Hua had only become a consciousness that had no power to act on its own. However, he was quite annoyed by what happened. It's hard to talk to people who don't understand human language well.

If there was Xiao here, he might be able to comment on this person more powerfully.

Unfortunately, Yi Hua could only be a spectator of this bad scene. Sometimes people like Uncle this is what needs to be given honest comments that ever existed. He needed to be made aware so as not to step on too many clouds.

Besides being located in the sky, but also he was just a particle that could not be stepped on. In the end, a fall will always occur if you keep stepping on and believing in floating clouds. Somehow this matter could have occurred within Yi Hua's brain, but he felt that now he needed an honest person to respond to this Uncle.

But above all, he realized the important part had yet to come. From the very beginning he entered these memories, he already knew that there would be a bad ending to all of this.

But what he thought was what about Zhang Yi who was waiting for Fang Yin at the wedding altar?

SRETT!

The rope that bound Fang Yin slowly came loose. With his remaining strength, Fang Yin moved the paper puppet to attack that Uncle. However, the Uncle easily avoided it.

It was just as Fang Yin had expected. This uncle was not an ordinary person who could not cultivate.

"I should have known that Miss couldn't possibly lose just because of that cartilage powder."

Fang Yin tried to straighten his body while holding onto the wall. His eyes looked at the Uncle sharply, although it was not so intimidating. That uncle was already crazy enough to pay his respects to this Miss he served.

"Take him off, Uncle. Uncle got him hurt. Let him talk to Uncle, listen to him," said Fang Yin, who regretted that he did not carry a sword.

This was all because she was wearing a wedding dress. After all, who would have ever thought that she would need a sword on her own wedding day. So that Fang Yin could only fight with the objects that were around him.

"Miss, I've spoken. He's the one who didn't listen to me!" point that Uncle at Miss Mu who is drenched in blood on her face.

The girl of the love house still looked sober, but it was not enough to say that she was fine. His head must have been quite dizzy from being hit. Plus now he's bleeding in his head.

Fang Yin directed his paper puppet to keep the Uncle away from Miss Mu. It worked, and the uncle stayed away. Fang Yin immediately approached towards Miss Mu, but came to a halt when the Uncle attacked Fang Yin with his sword.

The girl managed to dodge, and the sword only slashed through the air. Fang Yin retreated again just to give the Uncle a kick. And, it hit his chest.

Now the red wedding dress is no longer neat. But Fang Yin did not care much about his situation. He just thought that he just wanted to get back at someone.

Someone who has kept a promise with him. They will meet at the wedding altar.

The uncle fell on a dirty floor. That made Fang Yin immediately order her paper doll to free Miss Mu from the rope that bound her. After which, at the moment when Fang Yin thought everything was over, he immediately suppressed that Uncle's freezing point.

Yi Hua suddenly wanted to applaud this scene. Fang Yin was like what was told. She was a very special beauty, so it was not strange that Zhang Yi instantly loved her the first time they met.

However Fang Yin's gaze became distorted suddenly when on his left side appeared a movement. It wasn't fast enough and obviously untrained. However, Fang Yin actually did not expect this to happen.

CRASHES!

"No!!" Yi Hua involuntarily shouted, although no one knew that she was shouting. No one heard it.

Fang Yin was stunned when he saw the sword that seemed to be springing up in his chest. The sword drew a red color that was very compatible with the color of her bridal attire. The pain dulled his senses, and Fang Yin's gaze instantly blurred.

Have I never said it before?

You never know when you'll be so unlucky. Sometimes you're afraid of something big and a little scary, but it often makes you cope because you're scared. But have you ever heard that you tend to be wary of someone who panics?

I don't know when Miss Mu grabbed the sword that was thrown to the floor. However, Fang Yin should not have been so careless and chose to check on Miss Mu. So that he can make sure that this love house girl does not make trouble from her panic.

"I'm not ..."

Miss Mu seemed to tremble when she knew what she was doing. In addition to his bloodied face, now his hands were also covered in blood. He who was overwhelmed by panic and fear, intended to attack the man.

Obviously this is unintentional. And, it felt so annoying to call again.

BRUK!

Hey, is this really happening so silly?

"DOLUCH!!!" Miss Mu shouted as she distanced herself from Fang Yin who was sitting on the floor.

Yi Hua stared in disbelief at the sight before him. He could see Fang Yin's flowing tears. His face displayed a form of disbelief in destiny. Even so, he can't do anything.

He cannot roar, and change his destiny.

"I can't keep my promise, Officer Zhang Yi," whispered Fang Yin before falling to the floor.

The blood drenched on the floor formed such an amazing beauty. The contrasting red color made the beautiful figure of Fang Yin look so radiant. Even so, what is beautiful about death?

"I'm sorry! I was not intentionally! No!" Miss Mu's shout continued to fuse in Fang Yin's ears.

He realized that the voice kept moving away until he no longer knew who was speaking.

After all, the word sorry can't really change anything. So what does this word sorry actually mean?

Yi Hua did not know. Fang Yin did too.

In the end, he could not say sorry for Zhang Yi.

Fang Yin could not come to their wedding altar. It never will.

***

"I'm sorry."

Yi Hua cried in her quiet sleep. But he never knew where this sad feeling came from. Was it from the grieving Fang Yin? Or because Yi Hua himself was sad.

More precisely when Yi Hua's consciousness returned to her, she realized that she had wet the pillow that held her head. Yi Hua slowly rose up only to wipe her own tears.

After that, he circulated his gaze only to remember the events before he was brought to the impurity experience. Well, he mentioned that because in fact his soul was carried away in those memories. So that he could tell that maybe Fang Yin just wanted to show what happened exactly.

"Yi Hua, when you cry, I think you're possessed." It was Xiao's first remark when Yi Hua came to his senses.

But this was not only done in the matter of Fang Yin. Fifteen of the victims that fell were actually not a small number. Yi Hua must return to settle the case.

"Are you conscious?"

Yi Hua's gaze was shifted on the beautiful figure in her white clothes. From her makeup, Yi Hua already recognized her well. Especially with the arrogant tone he heard from the lips of the woman.

This Consort Qian.

"Concubine Qian ... Slave ..."

SRETT!

Yi Hua's words came to a halt as Consort Qian headed towards him. Then, the woman placed her palm on Yi Hua's forehead. Feeling the temperature of Yi Hua.

"You've improved. Lucky you're still back 'whole', even if you were given an aphrodisiac," Consort Qian quipped to remind Yi Hua of the incident.

Yi Hua sighed. He doesn't know how to comment on all this.

However ...

Wasn't it when Yi Hua was in aphrodisiac influence, An was there?

Yi Hua tried to remember what happened. But what appeared in his mind were only strange shadows. Especially when An brought his face closer to Yi Hua who was excited by the heat. He was very hooked because of the aphrodisiac, although An, in Yi Hua's memory was quite calm.

However ...

An held his jaw. Then, the man as well as Yi Hua rubbed his lips, and ...

Yi Hua's mouth just fell down. He couldn't remember anything after that.

What happened after that?

What am I ... No, we ...

***

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