The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

Su Yueming raised the corners of his lips, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and said——

"My ability doesn't bother the sixth prince, but I never thought that the sixth prince with great ambitions, your ability is actually involved in the affairs of the women in the back house. The sixth prince has helped my mother and eldest sister so much, They will appreciate you."

"Su Yueming!" Xuanyuan Qiche's voice turned cold, and he grabbed her neck with his hands, his tone was cruel like the voice of death from hell, "Great ambition? I was just about to ask you, is it you?" What did you say in front of the prince, he has recently reminded me intentionally or unintentionally, don’t do what you shouldn’t do, and no longer let me participate in secret affairs, you must be obstructing it, right? "

Su Yueming only felt that her neck was clamped by a pair of pliers, and she felt like she couldn't breathe, but she still didn't change her face, and said——

"Sixth Prince, you... you better strangle me to death now, or... in the future, you will be the one to die." After speaking, her face was already flushed red, red.

Xuanyuan Qiche's hands were also trembling, and his face was slowly turning red. He said word by word, slowly——

"I'm dead? So, how does Miss San plan to let me die?"

Su Yueming raised his head, his eyes were full of hatred that almost drowned Xuanyuan Qiche, and with a hoarse voice, he said slowly——

"The future is ruined, the wife and children are separated, the face is disfigured, the abdomen is cut off, the hands and feet are cut off, made into a pig, soaked in a urn, and one eye is gouged out, the... eyelid is turned up, and it is sewn on the brow..."

Let him taste everything that he made her suffer in his previous life.

Su Yueming's voice was cruel and merciless, cutting Xuanyuan Qiche's body apart like a cold blade.

He was trembling from the cold, and let go of her suddenly, she...had already thought about how to deal with him!

Su Yueming took two steps back, covered his chest, and panted heavily.

"In the end, how much do you hate me to come up with such a vicious way to treat me? In the end, why do you hate me?"

"Hmph." Su Yueming raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "You want to know?"

"Speak!" Xuanyuan Qiche really wanted to know, he had never done anything, why Su Yueming hated her so much, why did he hate him so much, why did he try his best to prevent him from getting close to the prince, and hinder his grand plan Albert.

"I won't tell you, never will, just think about it for yourself."

As Su Yueming said, he turned around without hesitation, and left without looking back.

Xuanyuan Qiche stayed on the spot, staggered two steps to the side, put his hands on the pear tree at the side, fought with her, he actually felt exhausted.

And he was so eager to know why Su Yueming hated him.

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After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she went directly to the third aunt's Yiluo Garden. Seeing that she was in a daze, the third aunt asked Xiang Qiao to ask the kitchen to bring some tea soup for her health.

Asked, "What's the matter? His face is very bad."

Su Yueming recovered from his deep thoughts, touched his neck, and said, "It's okay, it's just that I was too absorbed in thinking about things."

Third Yiniang saw the red mark on her neck at a glance, and walked over immediately, extremely nervous, looked at her neck, and asked——

"What's the matter? Two deep finger prints, who hit you?"

Su Yueming covered the red seal with his hand, and said, "No, I just scratched it accidentally." As he spoke, his eyes turned to the table beside him, on which was the teacup he had just finished drinking, "Is Qi Yiniang here again?"

Third Aunt said, "Yes, I just left. I came with Seventh Miss. After sitting for more than an hour, I left."

"Hehe..." Su Yueming picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "You are quite diligent."

"She said she didn't have anything to do, so she came over to chat with me. Anyway, I'm fine. Every time we chat, it lasts an afternoon." Seventh Yiniang came here often, and Third Yiniang gradually became familiar with her.

"It's good to have someone to accompany you to pass the time. I won't go back today, just rest here."

If she guessed correctly, the good show was about to be staged again.