He, who had always been secretive, sinister and calm, actually had murderous intentions for a piece of silk.
That woman named Ying, was he someone he wanted to hide and protect
Dark love
Who on earth is it
Seeing the frightening cold light in his eyes, she pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. Suddenly, she saw the half-embroidered brocade robe on the embroidery stand, her eyes flashed, and she said timidly: "I am the same, too." I just found the silk stuffed in the brocade robe, and I wanted to return it to the prince, but I didn't expect the sisters to come over just in time, so I was delayed."
Leng Qisu pursed his lips, and there was no expression on his stern face. He couldn't tell whether he believed it or not. Following her gaze, he also stared at the embroidery frame.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he strode to the embroidery frame, pulled the brocade robe off the frame, turned around, pointed at the corner of the robe, his face was terrifyingly dark, "Who asked you to embroider this?"
"Wang... Wangye... don't like... Mulan?"
He was startled, and there seemed to be a slight wave passing through his dark eyes, but before she could catch it, there was already silence.
"Don't think that just because you have a little favor from me, you can speculate on my thoughts!" He raised the brocade robe in his hand and threw it at her mercilessly.
The brocade robe hit his face, which was slightly cold but not painful, but for a moment, his heart seemed to throb.
She instinctively stretched out her hand to catch the brocade robe. Unexpectedly, her finger was stuck on an embroidery needle that had not yet been removed.
Her pupils shrank, she retracted her hand in pain, and the brocade robe fell directly to the ground.
Guessing
Do you still need to speculate
Red blood seeped out from her fingertips. She put it to her lips and sucked it gently. She looked up at the angry man and said nothing. She just slowly knelt down and tried to pick up the brocade robe.
A soft shoe with gold and silver threads stepped heavily on the brocade robe.
Mo Shuang was startled, she didn't expect him to be like this, those were his own clothes.
She twitched the corner of her lips and said, "The prince is well-dressed and well-fed. Of course he won't care about a torn piece of clothing. It's because I'm crazy."
Thinking that I was lying at his feet in a humble position just to pick up his clothes, I just felt ridiculous.
"These are two different things!" Leng Qisu looked at her condescendingly, his phoenix eyes narrowed coldly, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Of course she understands.
She got it completely.
Slowly straightening up, she took two steps back and lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm just self-righteous. My lord, don't worry, I won't embroider it again in the future."
In fact, she also wanted to say that she would never do anything related to Ying and Mulan.
Looking at her look, Leng Qisu's eyes flashed slightly, he turned around and snorted coldly, "If I had known that you were so ignorant, I shouldn't have deliberately tried to save you. It would be better if I died!"
Stuffing the silk into his sleeves, he turned around, glanced at her coolly, and walked away.
(End of chapter)