"These things involve a lot. When the time comes, Aunt Xiu will talk to you in detail. It's just this trip that has made you aggrieved."
"Aunt Xiu is serious."
The two had a conversation, and Aunt Xiu didn't leave until Murong Chi came back.
Jiang Qingqing was very satisfied with a bowl of noodles.
"Qingqing." Murong endured for a while, but couldn't help but speak.
"Huh?" Jiang Qingqing looked up at his clear eyes.
"Actually, you really don't have to spend me."
Jiang Qingqing, "..."
Is it that obvious
She is not for his good.
After all, compared to the royal family, the meaning of the sect to him is different.
Jealous like Zhao Ruoxue, but her parents gave up their lives for him. This was only possible with great care.
Even if Zhao Bingyi wanted to kill himself, from his position, he just hoped that Murong Chi could get what he wanted.
Therefore, she hopes to keep this warmth in his heart.
"You look at me like this, later, I can't guarantee your safety."
Jiang Qingqing squinted at him, his eyes full of teasing.
The way he was staring at herself, she couldn't help but think about it, just like bullying him and doing something serious.
Her ruffian anger made Murong Chi laugh, he simply sat down on the bed and hooked his lips, "I can't ask for it!"
Get on fire!
Jiang Qingqing didn't even have the heart to eat, so he rushed over and pressed him unceremoniously.
It's just that the gentleness this time is not necessary in the past. Murong Chi seems to have changed a bit.
The rudeness of the action, the collisions made Jiang Qingqing feel that her body was about to fall apart.
At the same time, she seemed to see his eyes turn into scarlet eyes, but she opened them again, but there was nothing left.
In the middle of the night, she couldn't help it and fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up the next day, the bed was empty.
Jiang Qingqing propped herself up. A few days ago, no matter how tired she was, it wouldn't be like this. This time, the pain was severe, as if her whole body was torn apart.
When Forsythia came in, she was startled, and the basin in her hand almost fell.
"Miss… "
"What's wrong?" Jiang Qingqing didn't know why.
Forsythia gasped and came over trembling, her face was a little red, but more distressed, "Miss, Wang Ye is too much, do you hurt?"
This kind of thing, the prince does not say that he is worried about the young lady, and the young lady's shoulders are blue.
Jiang Qingqing felt pain when she saw the bruises on her body.
She also seemed to feel something was wrong.
No matter how fierce the two of them were in the past, he had never indulged like this. What happened
Is it because of Zhao Bingyi
Forsythia closed the door and took the ointment, only to find out when the medicine was applied that the bruise was not only in one place, but even on the arm.
What kind of sex is this
Clearly...
"Silly girl, why are you crying, I'm not doing well?"
Jiang Qingqing thought about it, guessing that Murong woke up early and didn't see the bruises on her body. Since she didn't see it, she wouldn't let him see it.
"Forsythia, if you know about this, don't say it."
"Yes." Forsythia responded, and Wang Ye was too careless.
She looked distressed.
Jiang Qingqing lay down for a while and went out with Forsythia.
Before sitting down for a while, Zhao Ruoxue came.
She seemed very angry, stared at Jiang Qingqing angrily for a long time, and then glanced at Forsythia contemptuously, "I have something to tell your lady."
"Go and make tea."
Forsythia back down.
"Jiang Qingqing, when are you leaving?" Zhao Ruoxue said impatiently.
"After all, this is also my parents' house. I don't need to tell you when I want to leave, right?"
"you… "
She's going to be pissed off, bitch.
Still home
shameless.
He can say what he has to say if his face comes up to him.
Jiang Qingqing sneered, "Zhao Ruoxue, let the sect master poison me, do you have a share in this?"
Zhao Ruoxue's pupils gathered, and her face was full of vigilance. Her eyes were uneasy, fearful, and even panicked.
"I'm talking nonsense, or you dare not admit it?" Jiang Qingqing raised her eyebrows.
"You..." Zhao Ruoxue watched in horror as the person sitting on the stone bench moved over at an alarming speed. Then, she felt a pain in her neck, which was actually restrained by Jiang Qingqing.
"cough cough..."
"Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"
For Murong Chi's sake, she can't care about Zhao Bingyi, but she can't stand Zhao Ruoxue, who has been provocative again and again.
"You... Senior Brother will not... let you go... "
Jiang Qingqing sneered, and the power in his hand became heavier, "Really? Are you sure that your senior brother will not let you go?"
"you… "
Zhao Ruoxue had never seen such a strong murderous aura on her body, so powerful that every pore on her body trembled.
"cough cough..."
"I'll give you two ways. The first way is to kneel in front of the ancestral hall and repent of your sins. The second way, let me solve it for you."
Zhao Ruoxue's pupils widened a little, her eyes full of disbelief.
Why is this bitch doing this to her
If it weren't for her, she would have already become the bride of her senior brother.
"you… "
"Have you made up your mind? Which way to choose?" Jiang Qingqing let go.
Zhao Ruoxue took a few steps back, and her entire back slammed into the rockery, perhaps breaking her skin and hurting badly.
"What are you, I'll kill you!" Zhao Ruoxue drew out the sword in his hand and attacked Jiang Qingqing directly.
If you don't kill her today, it's hard to understand the hatred in her heart!
Jiang Qingqing did not show weakness, and now she is no longer the one who used to be helpless.
Killing a person is more than enough!
Between the swords and flints, the rockery around the two fell under the powerful force.
Jiang Qingqing was taught by Murong Chi, so how could Zhao Ruoxue be her opponent.
It's just that this fight has not ended, and it has attracted many people.
One is Miss Zongmen and the other is the young master's wife. No matter who is injured, neither of them will eat well.
"Madame, miss, don't fight..."
Jiang Qingqing sneered, she had no intention of killing her today, and if she wanted to kill her, she was not here, the wind was hunting, her clothes and hair were entangled, and she slowly fell, "I'm just exchanging martial arts with your young lady, What are you nervous about?"
Zhao Ruoxue then fell, she wished to kill her to vent her hatred, but it was not possible now.
She gritted her teeth and said in a rather unpleasant tone, "What are you doing for fun? Have you got nothing to do? My sister-in-law and I will discuss martial arts and I want you to talk about it."
After she finished speaking, she dropped the long sword in her hand and left angrily.
For a time, a few servants picked up the abandoned sword and followed Zhao Ruoxue away.
The remaining few stood in danger, waiting for Jiang Qingqing's decision.
"Go down."
Those servants breathed a sigh of relief, presumably this lady, they are more inclined towards Miss Ruoxue, after all, it is Miss Ruoxue who has lived here for a long time.
The crowd dispersed in the yard, Jiang Qingqing sat back in place, sipping tea, as if nothing had happened.
On the contrary, the forsythia who came to hear the news was frightened to death, and Chazhan ignored it, "Miss, this servant heard that Zhao Ruoxue came to trouble you?"