Mountains and rivers are in her palm

The old man was lying in a pool of blood, with a dagger stuck in his abdomen.

He slowly sat on the ground along the corner of the table, listening to the hurried footsteps outside, he looked at Xiang Ye with scarlet and vicious eyes.

"...Yan Wanqing, tell this old man, how are you going to break this situation..."

Yan Wanqing's forward steps stopped halfway.

The peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered in disbelief.

"So that's why you made an appointment with me tonight."

"...Jiang is really old and hot, Qin Jun, you are ruthless..."

She thought about how to deal with many situations, but the only thing she didn't think of was that Qin Jun would hang himself to slander herself.

A person who lives to be 80 years old must cherish his life.

"For Qin Erya, you can actually do this...that position, is that good?"

Qin Jun clutched his unstoppable bleeding abdomen, his face pale like a ghost: "...it doesn't matter whether it's good or not, Yan Wanqing... you, you this time..."

Yan Wanqing felt a gust of wind coming from behind her, she dodged to dodge, and the man reeking of alcohol passed by.

"Father--!"

Qin Huai knelt beside Qin Jun, his hands were trembling and he wanted to touch it but he didn't dare to touch it, his eyes were fixed on the dagger with red circles.

This time...she was calculated thoroughly.

Yan Wanqing closed her eyes, opened them again, and looked straight at Qin Huai.

She word by word: "It's not Bengong."

"Who is that—you are the only ones here!" Qin Huai shouted angrily, with snot and tears pouring out from his five sense organs.

He looked at the dead Zhang Quanzhong in the corner: "Uncle Zhang!"

"Qin Huai..." Qin Jun struggled to speak with his last breath.

Qin Huai hugged him immediately: "Father, I'm here, tell me! Tell me!"

"……revenge!"

The old hand, which was like old bark, firmly grasped Qin Huai's little finger, and after the last word, it fell down... Qin Jun swallowed his breath.

At this time, two drunks swayed outside the door.

"Brother Qin, keep drinking. Didn't you say that your family has ten years of good wine..."

"What's going on here! Brother Qin!"

When the drunk saw this scene, the wine was startled half awake in an instant.

Congge saw someone coming in from the gate of the courtyard, hurriedly got off the carriage, and ran over with a limp.

"……Miss!"

……

The surrounding noise is blocked by an invisible barrier at the door.

Qin Huai glanced at the open door with scarlet and tearful eyes.

Finally, his eyes fell on Yan Wanqing who was dressed in black.

"Father is dead... Uncle Zhang is also dead. There is no proof of death. What the princess concubine says now makes sense, doesn't it?"

Yan Wanqing clenched her fists under her pockets tightly, her soft palms hurting from the nails.

"I acted in an open and aboveboard manner, and Zhang Quanzhong's words were rude. I killed him, but your father didn't—"

"Yan Wanqing, do you think anyone will believe what you say now?" Qin Huai lowered his head, propped Qin Jun on the ground with one knee, and hugged Qin Jun. He walked up to Yan Wanqing's side, his voice hoarse, under the moonlight, it was cold !

"Qin Erya is to blame, but Uncle Zhang has been with his father for so many years, and you are a loyal servant and protector, so you can do it... My father's 60th birthday has just passed a few days, and at the birthday banquet, you secretly gave orders Hao Ren made a big fuss at the banquet, and afterward he was caught up in the case of a missing girl. My father was diligent and stubborn, but he has been in the capital for more than [-] years. No one knows! Your Yan family wants power, He wanted to bring down our Qin family...now that my father is dead..."

Qin Huai sneered twice to himself, staring at Yan Wanqing's beautiful half of his cheek like a hungry wolf.

"You can finally get what you want, right? No one will stop you from becoming queen, and no one will affect the careers of your sisters anymore! In the remote Qin family courtyard, there is no one around, only two elderly people died. The old man couldn't be more normal, but Yan Wanqing, God can't stand what you're doing, so he asked me to break through all your schemes!"

He walked towards the door, his voice resonant.

"Starting today, our Qin family!" He paused: "With you Yan Wanqing and all the Yan family behind you, we will never die!"

After speaking, he hugged Qin Jun's body and left without looking back.

From Ge to Yan Wanqing's side: "...Miss."

Yan Wanqing turned around silently and looked at the moon in the sky, it was astonishingly bright.

This is, it's going to... change the sky.

Before dawn.

Xie Qun in Dali Temple was woken up by the master.

"Master, it's not good, it's not good!" The master didn't wear any shoes, his clothes were loose, and he stood by Xie Qun's bedside with disheveled hair, scaring the dazed Xie Qun to the brim.

"Stay away from me!" He was shocked.

The master was out of breath in a hurry: "It's not good, it's not good..."

"What's wrong? Back and forth just these few words are jumping out." Xie Qun got off the bed and sighed softly.

I don't even have a close person around me at my age, but if there is one, these subordinates dare not break in directly.

At this time, the master finally calmed down.

He pointed in the direction of the gate.

"The whole family of the Qin family knelt at the gate of Dali Temple with the body of old Mrs. Qin! There is already a large circle of people outside!"

The cup that Xie Qun had just held in his hand suddenly slipped from his palm and shattered into several pieces on the ground.

He set his eyes on the master: "... Qin Jun is dead?"

"That's right, the Qin family didn't even cover it with a white cloth, and put it directly on the steps of our door, master!" When the master looked through the crack of the door, the three souls lost their courage in fright.

Xie Qun leaned on the edge of the table and sat down staggeringly: "Who are they suing?"

The master's lips were trembling, and he poked up with his hand: "Our backer, the princess, Yan Wanqing."

The two were still talking, and as soon as the orange sunlight was projected from the edge of the window, they heard the loud drumming outside!

With the rising sun, the drums are getting louder and denser!
Xie Qun and Master looked at each other.

Regardless of the debris on the ground, he got up and put on his clothes, with a serious expression and walked towards the front yard.

At this moment, Qin Huai took off his shirt, revealing his whole body.

With a drumstick wrapped in a red cloth in one hand, sweating profusely with no expression on his face, he beat the drum crazily.

The rest of the Qin family knelt on the ground and wailed loudly.

The old Mrs. Qin, who had been respectable all his life, was placed on the steps at this moment, with his eyes closed, a dagger stuck in his abdomen, the blood on his body had turned black, and under him was Zhang Quanzhong.

"Sue the Yan Family Yan Wanqing! With a heart of snakes and scorpions, he deliberately set up a scheme to kill my father, master and servant..." Amidst the sound of drums and cries, Elder Qin repeated the indictment over and over again.

Xie Qun and Master had just reached the door when they stopped suddenly.

"Is this Hugh Mu today?" he asked.

Master nodded: "Indeed."

Across a door, one can feel that the outsiders are not kind.

Xie Qun gritted his teeth: "Just say that the official, Xiu Mu, has returned to his hometown, and he will only be back tomorrow."

At this time, the Qin family was in high spirits, and there was no news from the Crown Princess. She was still in confinement, so it was impossible to summon her to the court.

Xie Qun raised his foot and walked back: "Go, go quickly."

He had to enter the palace secretly.

And in the palace.

Yan Wanqing was breastfeeding the baby in her arms.

The expression is calm.

Xiao Pingfeng sat beside her, with complicated eyes: "...Aren't you going to say something to Gu?"

Yan Wanqing wiped the milk stains on the child's lips with a handkerchief.

"I didn't kill Qin Jun."

She looked up at Xiao Pingfeng: "Zhang Quanzhong is."

"You didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and ran to the other courtyard of the Qin family to kill people..." Xiao Pingfeng's tone was already filled with anger, and he pointed outside: "Do you know that Qin Jun's students have piled up a lot of memorials this morning? All alone in the study desk!"

"I'm sorry." Yan Wanqing knew that the milk could not be fed well, but fortunately the little guy fell asleep: "Nurse, please take the little highness to sleep."

The nanny hurried down with the baby in her arms.

There were only the two of them left in the house.

Xiao Pingfeng remained silent for a while: "Leave the matter to Gu. Before that, you must be wronged."

"What are you going to do about it?"

"You don't need to worry about this, leave it to Gu." He came and left quickly.

Yan Wanqing looked at the empty chair, and the smile on the corner of her lips became bitter for some reason.