Mountains and rivers are in her palm

"You want to fight alone?" Xiao Pingfeng's black eyes flashed disbelief.

"You are to blame for my uncle's death." Yan Wanqing did not expect that the two of them would come to this point in the end.

"...your uncle's death has nothing to do with Gu, this matter is—" Xiao Pingfeng was about to speak when Yan Wanqing directly interrupted: "The eighteenth floor of hell belongs to you, without your order, Can Mingquan mobilize ghost images? Besides, my uncle took Huagong powder before he died, Xiao Pingfeng, do you dare to say that there is no handwriting in it?!"

She looked at the person in front of her with eyes full of disappointment: "I thought we could handle it properly, and we wouldn't get into trouble. In the next few decades, the memories related to you will be beautiful, like moonlight Jiaojie... But I was wrong, from the very beginning, there should be no future between me and you!"

She shouldn't let go of the fact that she and the Xiao family have a deep hatred across a sea of ​​blood!
She shouldn't have insisted on being with him regardless of her mother's obstruction, and going back to Beijing with him to dream about a beautiful future of marriage.

Yan Wanqing!
How can you shamelessly fall in love with the son of your enemy, and even give birth to a child for him by having a miscarriage? !
If you go back to the bridge with him, Uncle won't die, will he?
Listening to Yan Wanqing's unfeeling words, Xiao Pingfeng also turned cold: "Since you already think so, Gu has nothing to say."

If you don't believe him, why talk more.

Yan Wanqing sneered at herself, and when she looked up again, she wiped away the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand.

"Stop talking nonsense, whether you can take revenge or not depends on your ability."

"You are not an isolated opponent." Xiao Pingfeng said the truth. ,

"So what?" Yan Wanqing pursed her lips: "It's not the end, how do you know I can't beat you."

Anyway, even if it is death, she will definitely let her uncle rest in peace under the Nine Springs!
"Miss!" Hearing the words between the two of them, Congge became impatient: "Don't be like this, there must be a misunderstanding, Miss, there is a child between you and His Majesty... Your Highness has never seen you until now." Do you have the heart to face each other!"

From the song to get wise, I thought of the little highness.

As soon as these words came out, the original tense momentum of the two sides stagnated a little.

Yan Wanqing was in a trance for a while.

child……

She hadn't seen the premature child she had escaped from death, and she hadn't hugged him too much, made a bowl of soup for him, sewed a piece of clothing for him...

Over there, Xiao Pingfeng's complexion also softened slightly, and sadness appeared in his black eyes.

Congge breathed a sigh of relief: "There must be some unknown things in this, the truth of the matter cannot be determined from Mingquan's mouth alone, and it needs to be verified from three parties—"

Before she finished speaking, she saw a figure of Ou Qing rushing into the tent.

She ran directly to the Mingquan, crying loudly: "Master Mingquan! Master Mingquan, why are you..."

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Yan Wanqing viciously: "It's all you, you killed it! You are a femme fatale woman! Master Mingquan is loyal and courageous, and he is dedicated to Dawei. A woman like you should be divided into pieces." !"

Could it be Liu Cuihua!
The moment she saw Liu Cuihua, Yan Wanqing felt physically sick.

Thinking of her child calling Father Xiao Pingfeng, she couldn't help but want to vomit.

"Your Majesty, so many people have seen this vicious woman murder someone, you must make the decision for Lord Mingquan!"

When Liu Cuihua rushed in, she babbled nonsense, asking Xiao Pingfeng to call the shots and kill Yan Wanqing.

The atmosphere that was finally calmed down by the song became strange again.

She also turned cold at the moment: "Liu Rushi, is this also a place where you can talk nonsense! Get out of here!"

Liu Cuihua wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and got up tremblingly from the ground: "What are you? Your Majesty hasn't spoken yet. Is it your turn to speak?! Back then, if His Majesty hadn't thought about the old love, you dared to The lowly maid who assassinated the master has already been hacked to death and thrown into a mass grave!"

Bringing up the old matter again, Congge's face turned pale when he was scolded.

At that time, she thought that the young lady was dead.

Before she died, she, as the most trusted person of the young lady, betrayed her when she was dying.

Thinking of the grievances Miss had suffered during her lifetime, Cong Ge couldn't think about it. On the night of the vigil, she accidentally stabbed Xiao Pingfeng. Afterwards, Xiao Pingfeng didn't say anything, but this nanny took the opportunity to have her expelled from the queen's bedroom. I rushed to the edge to do odd jobs.

"Noisy." Yan Wanqing spit out two words, just about to raise her hand.

She saw Xiao Pingfeng immediately stand in front of her.

Even though his heart was filled with anger and hatred, seeing this scene, Yan Wanqing still couldn't help his nose sour.

His subconscious behavior was to stand in front of her...

Liu Cuihua, a person with a dirty name who can't say it anymore.

Also a woman who has given birth to a child.

His appearance, figure, and even intelligence are not as good as his own.

Instead, she took care of him for three years when he was at his worst.

That's why Xiao Pingfeng was so nervous.

Yan Wanqing felt as if something was blocking her throat.

"Don't hurt people." The cold and heartless words spit out from Xiao Pingfeng's mouth.

Yan Wanqing stared at him, his eyes gradually graying: "What if I insist?"

"Mingquan is dead, how many more people do you want to kill?" Xiao Pingfeng looked at her blood-stained body, eyes full of incomprehension: "How many people do you want to kill? Yan Wanqing used to protect the common people all over the world. Hongyuan, look at you now, with blood on your hands, you look like a murderous maniac, you don't look the same as before!"

"So what!" Yan Wanqing did not back down: "What qualifications do you have to judge me? Where were you when Chu Qi stole me? Where were you when I was tortured by Song Huaxu? I can't even count as a normal person now, Xiao Pingfeng, ask yourself, what right do you have to stand here and judge me!"

She raised her hand, which was white and tender, with well-defined knuckles, but the calluses on the tiger's mouth could still be seen.

The angrier she got, the brighter her smile became.

"In this world, I, Yan Wanqing, owe a lot of people, but Xiao Pingfeng, remember clearly, I don't owe you! I don't owe you a cent!"

"If you don't owe a word, you don't owe it?" Xiao Pingfeng didn't give in: "You owe Gu Gu, and you won't be able to pay it off in this lifetime!"

"Then kill me, and I will give it back to you with this life." Yan Wanqing smiled with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

A thick internal force has already gathered under the wrist.

"Gu, one last question to you, don't look back, don't regret it?" Xiao Pingfeng stared at Yan Wanqing, questioning each word.

Yan Wan's heart is as pure as a knife.

"You killed my uncle, how do you want me to turn back!"