Your Majesty's Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 5: Zhong Wuyan

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The face of the man who fell on the ground was full of pain. Most of the joints were misaligned, and the bones were broken directly.

Between these few back and forth, only a quarter of an hour.

Of the people Qin Lele brought, one died and eight were seriously injured.

Qin Youran stood next to the big man’s corpse and looked at the big man’s wide blank eyes. He didn’t seem to understand why he was suddenly killed until he died. He didn’t expect that until his death, the ugly cowardly daughter in front of him had already Not the one before.

"You, don't come here..." Qin Lele sat down on the ground, even Qin Yinyin ignored it.

Qin Youran saw her embarrassed and smelled her own body, and was completely in no mood to play with these two sisters and this group of people.

"Killing you will only dirty my hands." Qin Youran squinted at Qin Lele, her eyes cold and proud with frivolousness.

After speaking, Qin Youran stepped directly on the corpse on the ground and left.

The person who left Qin Lele's expression lost and moaning in pain.

In the dark, a figure appeared, looking at the back of Qin Youran who was leaving, his face hidden in the dark, only a pair of surprised eyes appeared. He turned around and quickly disappeared in place.

… Qin Youran searched for the memory in her mind and returned to her own garden. Although she had no status in this home, the second lady, the accommodation and the arrangement of the subordinates, did not dare to neglect. In front of Qin Zhenyuan, mother and daughter We have always done well.

Several maids fetched water back in surprise and fright, and Qin Youran was able to soak in a comfortable bath.

When Qin Youran finished taking a bath and put on a clean coat, while he was treating the wound, there was a

The little girl screamed in surprise.

"Miss!"

Qin Youran raised her eyes, a fifteen or six-year-old girl with a round face combed in two round buns was standing at the door, holding a bamboo basket in her hand. The bamboo basket was made of incense candles, and the little girl had a pair of eyes**, She was crying with joy.

Qin Youran smiled softly and said, "Le Qiao, I am not dead yet, are you planning to pay homage to me?"

This little girl is the only person in the Qin Mansion who treats her nicely except for Father Qin. She is also the one who pulls the hairpin and dresses for her in the wood house.

"Miss, miss you are really not dead! Miss! I thought you, thought you..." Le Qiao cried out, rushed into the room, knelt down in front of Qin Youran, the little girl had a real look on her face. Crying very pitifully.

"I'm not all right now, get up quickly and help me bandage the wound." Qin Youran has never been crying. She patted Leqiao on the shoulder and broke the subject.

Le Qiao burst into laughter, got up in a hurry, got up too anxiously and stepped on the hem of her skirt and almost fell.

Qin Youran held her back, shook her head and chuckled helplessly.

The two masters and servants smiled. At this time, Qin Youran still seemed to be bloodthirsty and murderous without blinking.

"Well, you go down, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while, don't call me if I'm fine." Qin Youran stretched her waist and dismissed Le Qiao, feeling exhausted.

She walked to the dressing table and sat down, looking at the vague shadow in the bronze mirror, she couldn't see clearly, but she could also see that the silhouette resembled her modern self, only more immature and younger.

The left eye spreads to the side at the end of the eye, and the eyebrows are connected, and there is a red mark as big as three fingers, even if it is so fuzzy in the mirror,

It can also be seen very conspicuously.

This is very Zhong Wuyan.

Qin Youran touched the red mark at the corner of her eye. There was no bump or discomfort, but it wasn't a birthmark. She couldn't tell what was such a strange thing for a while.

Qin Youran always didn't care about her appearance. She used to have a low self-esteem, but she may not care about it now.

She was so tired that she didn't think much anymore, went straight to the bed, fell straight into the soft bed, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, someone called in anxiously in his ear.

"Miss, Miss!"

Qin Youran woke up leisurely, raised his eyes to see Le Qiao, sleepily raised his arm to cover his eyes, "What's the matter?"

"Miss, the lord is back! I was summoning everyone in the ancestral hall, and the third lady said, saying that you suddenly went crazy and wanted to kill her!" Le Qiao was so anxious that she almost cried, "Although the lord always loves you, but the second lady , Miss No. 3 and Miss No. 4 sued together, what should we do now?"

Qin Youran screamed, disapproving, "Don't say it's a complaint, even if I bring the knife directly, I may not be afraid."

Lazily raised her eyes and glanced outside the window. It was already dark, and she had slept for an afternoon.

"Miss..." Le Qiao blinked, always feeling that Qin Youran was different in front of her. Her eyes were radiant, confident, arrogant, frivolous but not objectionable at all. It seemed that she was such a king, aloof.

Isn't this what others said to put it to death and live afterwards

Qin Youran patted the stupid Le Qiao on the head, turned over and got out of bed, her eyes glowing, her lips gleaming, and her lips curled and said, "Let's go, let's see what's good."

(End of this chapter)