shock!I'm dressed as the person the king wants to kill the most

Chapter 13 He Qingli

Hearing Ye Qingling's mournful cry, everyone outside was shocked.

After Yang's mother and daughter looked at each other, they saw secret joy in each other's eyes, and they all knew it.

This old thing is dead, and there is no proof of death, let's see what Ye Qingling has to say!
A sinister smile flickered in Yang's eyes, she pinched her thigh secretly, squeezed out a few tears, and then there was a wailing cry——

"My lord! You died so badly! That unfilial girl who is flirtatious and flirtatious is fine, but she still insulted me and Huan'er!"

"Daddy! How will my mother and I live if you are dead!"

Ye Yuhuan also cried, and the two cried one after another, as if trying to overwhelm Ye Qingling's crying.

While crying, they were also counting Ye Qingling's faults.

Ye Qingling, who was sitting by the bed, listened to all this, and her tears had already dried up with anger. She held Father Ye's hand that was getting colder, and whispered: "Daddy, I am not the real Ye Qingling, your daughter has already I was killed by the vicious mother and daughter outside, since I used this body, I will avenge her, you can go at ease, I will definitely live on!"

After speaking, she took a deep breath and slowly walked out from the room.

When Yang saw Ye Qingling coming out, instead of restraining herself, she became even more presumptuous. She knelt down in front of Qin Yu's cover, crying with tears in her eyes, "My lord, you have to take care of my concubine! Otherwise, she has such a dissolute personality. , will definitely bring shame to the palace!"

Ye Qingling clenched her fists tightly. Seeing that Qin Yu's cover color had darkened, she stepped forward quickly, grabbed Yang's hair and slapped him hard.

She was still angry after the slap, and slapped her three more times.

Yang was stunned by the beating, Ye Yuhuan who was on the side reacted first, and exclaimed, "Mother!"

Ye Qing's eyes were as cold as ice. Seeing Ye Yuhuan rushing towards her, she threw Yang Shi away, grabbed Ye Yuhuan's skirt, and slapped her four times.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Loud applause resounded through the bedroom, even Qin Yufeng was shocked by Ye Qingling's actions.

Yang's mother and daughter collapsed together, covering their faces and crying:
"Murder! She's gone crazy again!"

"My lord, help!"

Ye Qingling looked at them coldly, and with a twist of his wrist, he suddenly pulled out the long sword from Wei Qing's waist, and pointed at them, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Yang's mother and daughter fell silent for a moment.

"Use my dowry to arrange my father's funeral."

"I will be back in seven days!"

Ye Qingling looked coldly at the Yang mother and daughter who were swollen like a pig's head. After speaking, she didn't want to stay any longer, and left the Ye family without looking back.

Qin Yufeng just raised his eyelids lightly, glanced at Yang's mother and daughter, and also steered the wheelchair away.

On the carriage, both of them were speechless.

After a long time, Ye Qingling whispered: "My lord, thank you."

She was dazzled by anger just now, and she dared to take Wei Qing's sword, and even hit someone in front of Qin Yufeng.

Fortunately, as she guessed, Qin Yufeng didn't break face with her because of the old lady's face.

Qin Yufeng was flipping through a book with his eyes down, and when he heard Ye Qingling's words, he just paused when he turned the page.

After a while, he said calmly: "It was my mother who asked me to come here. If it wasn't for my mother, I wouldn't care about your life."

With the expected answer, Ye Qingling smiled wryly, and said desolately, "No matter what, thank you."

Qin Yufeng finally looked up at her.

Ye Qing huddled in the corner of the carriage, like a lonely bird that had been drenched in the rain, pitiful and desolate.

He paused for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "My condolences."

Ye Qingling almost thought that she had misheard a very shallow word of comfort.

He suddenly looked up, but saw that there was no fluctuation on that sharp-edged face, only a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed through those eyes that were as deep as an ancient well.

Realizing that she lost her composure, Ye Qingling quickly lowered her head.

Heh, how can I ask for more as a "sinner" who has postponed his disposal?

The two had nothing to say all the way, and each had their own thoughts.

The carriage soon returned to Yuwang Mansion, and before it could stop, a servant hurried over to report.

"My lord, Miss He is here, and she brought the third lady from the Ministry of Rites, and the eldest lady from the General's Mansion, saying that she wants to visit the old lady."

Qin Yufeng frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of displeasure on his face, but he still said, "Go to Songhe Hall."

Songhetang is the residence of the old lady.

Ye Qingling thought about Miss He, recalled the rumors in Beijing, and said wittily, "In that case, I won't bother you, my lord, go first!"

Unexpectedly, the cold voice sounded again.

"Follow!"

Pursing her lips, Ye Qingling wanted to evade a sentence or two, but was swept away by cold eyes, and she was speechless immediately, so she could only silently end it at the end.

As soon as the group arrived at the Hanging Flower Gate of Songhe Hall, they bumped into a group of noble girls headed by He Qingli.

Seeing Qin Yufeng, He Qingli's eyes lit up.

"Yufeng! You're really awake!"

Compared to the enthusiastic He Qingli, Qin Yufeng was much colder, which was quite different from the rumors in Beijing.

He Qingli didn't care about Qin Yufeng's indifferent attitude at all, instead she looked Qin Yufeng up and down nicely.

"Why, you married the princess, so you don't welcome me?"

Qin Yufeng steered the wheelchair around He Qingli and drove towards the main room of Songhe Hall.

"Hey! Hey! You man! Why can't you take a joke!"

Seeing that person walking farther and farther, he didn't care about him at all.

He Qingli stomped her feet, and then followed up resentfully: "The old lady fell asleep again, you are late!"

Hearing this, the wheelchair stopped.

"The old lady asked you to come back and treat me well, don't you want us to have a cup of tea?"

Qin Yufeng raised his eyelids and glanced at He Qingli lightly, his thin lips parted slightly.

"it is good."

"Hey, by the way, I haven't had your wedding wine yet!" Standing beside Qin Yufeng, He Qingli joked.

Qin Yufeng paused, raised his eyes to look at He Qingli, and the coldness flickered in his eyes.

He Qingli greeted him with a smile, very satisfied with Qin Yufeng's reaction at the moment.

"Why can't you say it? I envy your concubine's good fortune to be able to marry you. I don't know what kind of incense was burnt in my previous life!"

After saying that, he smiled at the ladies behind him.

"Really? I didn't talk nonsense!"

Ye Qingling frowned when she heard the commotion in front of her, and she completely lost her affection for this "childhood sweetheart".

"But you have to be careful, don't get stuck by that family's muddy legs! I heard that the Baicaotang of Wangfei's family is going to close down soon, and they still owe a lot of foreign debts..."

He Qingli deliberately lowered her voice, but everyone could hear it clearly, and the more courageous lady even covered her mouth and started laughing.

Ye Qingling, who was already full of anger, couldn't help but fight when she heard the words.

If the original owner hadn't been stupid, who would have married such a bum!
With a cold face, Ye Qingling pushed away the laughing and whispering lady, and walked in front of He Qingli.

(End of this chapter)