Chapter 1388 Tongque Spring Locked Gold Hairpin (81)

When she came, she deliberately disguised herself, so the servants in the general's mansion did not know that she had left the mansion at this moment.So even if she died quietly in the Prince's Mansion now, no one would know.

She really regrets it.

Jiang Yuwei closed her eyes, lost her breath, and fell to the ground.

The wound on her body was still oozing blood.

Seeing this, Aunt Jiang frowned slightly.

She really didn't expect that Yan Weichu would kill Jiang Yuwei just like that.

After all... this is the luck heroine of this small plane!
Concubine Jiang asked Nai Tuanzi: [Yan Weichu just killed the heroine of luck like this, is it really all right? 】

If she wanted to kill someone on weekdays, she was restricted here and there by Nai Tuanzi, and she was not allowed here and there.

Nai Tuanzi shook her head: [Old Ancestor, long before Jiang Yuwei came to the Prince's Mansion, her luck was gone. 】

When Aunt Jiang heard this, she raised her eyebrows.

She understood and said nothing more.

"Sister-in-law, is this because you are afraid of being alone?"

Suddenly, Aunt Jiang was wrapped in a cold and lingering embrace.

The young man behind her was like a cold poisonous snake, leaning on her body, and the arms around her waist were like vines, unable to break free.

The young man rubbed her neck affectionately, speaking in a soft and gentle voice, but it made people tremble for no reason.

Like dense poison, for a split second, crackling goosebumps implicated in the first line, making people's scalp numb, and they can't escape even if they want to escape.

"Well, sister-in-law?"

Yan Weichu's soft lips gently pressed against the side of her neck, and he bit the skin of her neck with his lips and teeth open, rubbing and sucking slightly, leaving bite marks of different depths.

At this moment, he is like an abandoned, gentle and harmless puppy again.

No edge.

You can't see the sinister and bloodthirsty look just now.

When Yan Weichu watched the girl staring at the dead Jiang Yuwei without blinking, without saying a word, in a daze, Yan Weichu admitted that she was scared.

He was afraid that she would come to her senses and see what he looked like at the moment, and would look at him in disgust and stay away from him.

So he couldn't wait to come over and wanted to hug her tightly.

Embracing her delicate body, absorbing the fragrance and warmth of her body, as if this is the only way to make him feel at ease.

The sucking on the side of the neck and the slightly fiery breathing brought Aunt Jiang back to her senses.

She forgot what Yan Weichu said just now, she asked him: "What did you say?"

"..."

The young man behind him stopped, and suddenly bit her shoulder line fiercely, leaving a deep bite mark on that snow-white shoulder.

Under the girl's exclamation of pain, he kissed the bite mark on the girl's shoulder line with pity and remorse, and then said vaguely: "Are you afraid?" Are you afraid of him?
Did you see him different from the past and want to escape from him?

Hearing this, Concubine Jiang paused, and she asked Yan Weichu in a funny way, "Your Highness, how fragile and timid I am in your heart?"

Yan Weichu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he blinked again. He replied, "It's like a thin piece of paper."

Aunt Jiang: "?"

She sees that you owe a beating.

"Jiang Yuwei is dead, what are you going to do with her?" Aunt Jiang asked him.

When Jiang Yuwei was mentioned, Yan Weichu's expression became much colder, and he raised his long eyelashes lazily, "Just leave it to Ming Zuo to deal with it."

"The smell of blood is strong here, let's go to the bedroom." Yan Weichu held Aunt Jiang's waist, led her out of the study, and said coldly: "Ming Zuo."

(End of this chapter)

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