The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 400 I Can Really Make Money

"Madam." Qing Sha followed Ye Wanwan and looked at her nervously, "Madam isn't happy?"

She felt that Ye Wanwan was unhappy because Yan Chen was not there, after all, Yan Chen had been with her for the past few years.

In the past, they felt that Yan Chen's existence was not very good, and the name was not right.

Ye Wanwan took her worry in her eyes: "Don't worry about it, I just don't get used to so many people, you can go back."

Qingsha shook her head again and again: "The slave servants serve the madam."

Ye Wanwan irritably reached out and poked her between the eyebrows: "If you want to go back, go back. This lady will give you two quarters of an hour. Have a good time. I will have someone prepare another meal for me later."

Qing Sha then nodded: "Thank you madam, the servant will prepare now."

After speaking, she left and headed for the kitchen. Ye Wanwan didn't look like she wanted to go back to the banquet. Ye Wanwan shook her head and sighed with a smile.

The snow on New Year's night was extraordinarily heavy, and the sky and the earth were white, but there were a lot of red lanterns hanging under the corridor, and the hazy red light reflected on the white snow also added a bit of joy.

Although there was no snow in the corridor, the wind was a little cold, so Ye Wanwan gathered up her fox fur and hurried back to the house.

There is a warm road under her house, and even if there is no fire pit in the snowy day, it will be warm in the house.

Pushing the door to go in, the heat rushed toward her face. She had just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt dangerous.

Ye Wanwan didn't know martial arts, but she was still alert. Almost the moment she sensed danger, she quickly backed away and went straight out the door.

bang.

A figure knelt directly in front of Ye Wanwan, and the long sword in his hand supported the ground so that he did not fall to the ground.

The ground was wet, obviously blood.

He wanted to pinch Ye Wanwan, but the injury was too serious to succeed.

"Come on!"

Ye Wanwan immediately called for the guards, and the two raised the person on the ground. Ye Wanwan was a little surprised when her face was exposed. It was Han Lin, who had a relationship.

What did Zhao Qin's people come to her for?
Han Lin was being held, blood was gurgling from his body, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down in large drops. His face was ferocious in pain. Save my master."

save?Something happened to Zhao Qin?
Ye Wanwan looked at him suspiciously, as if looking at a fool: "Zhao Qin has lost his skills, so he can pull off such a trick?"

Zhao Qin asked her for help in an accident, did he see a ghost?
The left and right is just a means to trick her out. Who knows what kind of conspiracy he is playing, and he has made Han Lin like this, but he can really pay for it.

"No. The master was seriously injured and was hunted down all the way. The situation is critical. Please help my wife." Han Lin explained eagerly. He was seriously injured, and his impatience did not seem to be fake.

It was so good that she almost believed it.

Ye Wanwan sneered: "You think I'll save him? I'll just think that he didn't die fast enough, and make up for it myself."

Seeing that she didn't believe it at all, Han Lin was so angry that he vomited blood.

Ye Wanwan waved her hand: "Take him down."

It's unlucky to die in her house if it's Chinese New Year.

Han Lin was dragged away and was unwilling to struggle: "Madam, don't forget the same fate technique. If the master dies, he has to die too. If you don't believe it, you can go and see Yan Chen to see if his life is on the line."

Han Lin finished speaking with all his might, turned his head and started vomiting blood again, and then passed out.

Ye Wanwan frowned, still unwilling to believe it, but.
She stretched out her hand to caress her heart, panicking here, as if something bad really happened.

(End of this chapter)