Master Sheng, Madam, she became popular all over the world by fortune-telling

Chapter 627 Prove Your Aspirations Through Death
A good one has nothing to do with her.

Xie Xihe chuckled, dragged a stool casually and sat down, looked down at Fan Yuyao with one hand on his chin, and asked in a slightly raised tone: "I am his wife, what do you say is the same with Fan Yuyao?" What am I doing?"

Fan Yuyao's eyes widened all of a sudden, as if she couldn't believe what she heard, but then she shook her head vigorously and said affirmatively: "Impossible, you are lying!"

Xie Xihe raised his lips, and said slowly: "The man is right next to him, I lied to you in front of him, waiting to be exposed?"

Fan Yuyao's pupils trembled, and she looked at Sheng Shijing with her lips trembling, with a look of pain but also hidden hope: "Young Master Heng... is what she said true?"

Sheng Shijing's face darkened again, he was so disgusted that he couldn't help but cast a glance at Xie Xihe, and signaled with his eyes: Hurry up and kill him, I can't take it anymore.

Xie Xihe glanced back at him: bear with it.

The twinkling peach-blossom eyes are lightly raised, with a hint of a smile, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is a biting coldness and indifference under those glazed pupils.

Killing people is the easiest thing.

But she didn't want to solve the problem in the simplest way today.

Before today, Xie Xihe didn't feel much about the fact that he was sent to be adopted by Mr. Xie by his biological parents, and he didn't have much obsession with finding his biological parents.

But after seeing Fan Jingyun's hurt and pain with her own eyes, she had to admit that she couldn't be as indifferent as she thought.

The anger that swept over her at that moment made her almost want to slaughter this selfish race!

But she endured it anyway.

Not for anything else, just because he was unwilling to settle the matter so easily.

Didn't Fan Jingyun and so many saintesses before her suffer so much torture in vain?

The account of the Sanskrit clan can be eased for the time being, but the Fanyou father and daughter's...

The corners of Xie Xihe's lips curled up, and the originally beautiful little face was filled with evil spirits in an instant. The coldness that seemed to freeze people's souls made Fan Yuyao shudder for no reason, and subconsciously went to Then moved a little: "You..."

There was only time to say a word, and a feeling of dizziness struck.

Fan Yuyao only had time to hear the sound of "shua, shua, shua", and before she could react to what happened, she flew out like a kite with a broken string, and finally landed heavily on the ground. outside the door.

It happened to be in a small garden in the middle of the yard, surrounded by colorful flowers and colorful flowers.

Compared with before Xie Xihe entered the house, there were many more people in Fan Yuyao's residence at this time.

In addition to Fan Jingyun, Duan Chengxian, Fan You and others who came with Xie Xihe, Fan You's confidantes also rushed in according to Fan You's order in advance.

There are also the guards and servants who were originally in Fan Yuyao's courtyard, the powerful people of the Sanskrit who rushed over after hearing the news, and even some family members and descendants of the elders who lived on the old peak of the same clan also heard the news. I came over to watch the fun.

Heads, big and small, popped out from the courtyard wall of Fan Yuyao's courtyard, and they all looked at Fan Yuyao's room curiously and excitedly, waiting to admire the holy face of their new Sanskrit saint.

At this moment, a loud "bang" sounded, everyone was startled and immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

The next moment, the world fell into silence.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and they looked at the woman in the middle of the crowd with shock and inexplicable expressions.

Most of the clothes on Fan Yuyao's body were torn off, leaving only two pieces on the chest and crotch, barely covering the key parts.

The rest is only covered by a layer of tulle, her breasts are half exposed, her slender waist is full, and a pair of long white legs are looming, which can immediately arouse people's infinite reverie.

I have to say that the clothes were torn to a very high standard, and Fan Yuyao, who was originally dressed as a daughter of a thousand pieces of gold, instantly transformed into a famous prostitute of a generation.

Many men couldn't help swallowing, and wanted to look away, but they couldn't help sneaking a glance at them from the corner of their eyes.

"what!!"

A scream resounded through the sky.

Fan Yuyao, who finally realized what happened, endured the severe pain in her body and sat up, curled up as much as possible to hide the exposed spring light, and at the same time looked at Xie Xihe who came out of the room with her eyes burning with fire. , I can't wait to pounce on the opponent's beautiful face!

But she knew she couldn't.

Regardless of status or strength, the other party is far above her, and she has no capital to compete with the other party!

Even her father, who is the actual ruler of the Sanskrit clan, has fallen into her hands. She is just a little girl who lives by her father, so what can she do?

No, she still has a chance...

Sweeping her gaze across the countless crowds of onlookers, and noticing the playfulness and contempt in their eyes, Fan Yuyao felt humiliated again, but at the same time realized that these people were her only chance to turn things around...

Fan Yuyao gritted her teeth to suppress the surging anger in her heart, as her eyelashes trembled, crystal tears fell down.

"Yuyao is stupid, I don't know where she offended the Holy Maiden, and she actually provoked her to be so angry."

She bit her lips lightly, crying pear blossoms with rain, arousing pity, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's Yuyao's fault to offend Your Majesty, but please tell Your Majesty what Yuyao did wrong, to... Ruining Yuyao's famous festival like this..."

Xie Xihe's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he raised his lips and smiled: "How can I ruin your reputation, isn't it what you want?"

"Miss Lao Feng, a dignified Sanskrit tribe, has done things like drugging people and recommending pillow mats, so..." Her gaze swept from top to bottom, and the gaze that seemed to have stripped her clean and threw her into the sun made her laugh. Fan Yuyao felt embarrassment again, and huddled into a ball even tighter.

Xie Xihe's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he continued, "So, this outfit just suits you."

More surprised eyes looked over, Fan Yuyao's face was flushed, and she forced herself to be calm: "I didn't!!"

She looked at Xie Xihe and Sheng Shijing behind her with red eyes, and said, "Your Majesty really misunderstood me. I just saved Young Master Heng by accident, and I took care of him personally out of worry."

"And what happened just now..." An abnormal blush appeared on her face, and she said, "Just now, Mr. Hengzhi's energy rioted in his body, and he did such a thing to me when he lost his mind for a while, I...I can't resist ..."

She sniffed, her trembling eyelashes showed fragility and embarrassment, and said: "If I had known that Mr. Heng and His Majesty were married, I would have resisted to the end even if I were desperate."

Her voice became lower and lower, more and more depressed, crying: "I really don't know... If the Holy Maiden refuses to believe me, then I...then I can only die to show my will!"

After saying that, she suddenly jumped up from the ground, snatched the sword from a guard's hand, and wiped it on her neck with her backhand!

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