Queen's Purpose

Chapter 430 Your Royal Highness, Are You Too Smug?
Fuchen didn't dare to disobey Quan Qingjiu's will, so he could only beg Qingsang here, "Master must let the princess go, and I too..."

Qingsang smiled, "You can't do anything, can you?"

Fuchen nodded hurriedly, "Yeah."

Qingsang's smile widened a bit, "So you just think the princess is easy to bully, and pick soft persimmons, right?"

Fuchen was almost bewitched by her smile and wanted to nod again, but when he realized it, he shook his head hastily, "No, no, it's just..."

"Squeak", the door opened.

Fu Chen seemed to be pardoned, and looked at the person inside the door wanting to cry without tears, "Princess..."

Xia Fanyin pointed to the field beside him, "I won't go, but I won't make things difficult for you, I thought of another way to do business for you - look down and see the two red patches at your feet Did you pick up the stone? Pick it up and take it to talk to your master."

Fuchen was stunned for a moment, and looked down, the two shattered blood jades looked like a finger wrench when put together.

Unfortunately, before he could ask how to reply, the door closed again.

Fu Chen had no choice but to bite the bullet, took the things in his hand, and went back to the front hall again.

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As soon as Quan Qingjiu saw what Fuchen brought, his face sank severely, and everyone in the front hall could feel the sudden low pressure.

Especially when Fuchen saw the jade ring finger in Jiuqiantui's hand, he was so shocked that he trembled.

Isn't the princess really cheating him?

What the hell, it was a couple's token of love that was broken, and he was actually asked to hand it over to Jiuqian...

But the man didn't know if he was too angry, he didn't even have time to get angry with these insignificant people, and went straight to the backyard.

"Bang -" sound.

Hearing the sound of the door opening heavily, Xia Fanyin glanced at him calmly and indifferently, then lowered her head and continued writing her own lyrics.

Quan Qingjiu noticed that what she wrote were all "sour" words, which were unheard of.

This thought only flashed for a moment, and his thoughts were immediately interrupted by something that was clenched tightly and painfully in her hand, and his eyes sharpened suddenly, "Xia Fanyin!" The man slapped her She hadn't had time to pick up the pen on the writing paper, so she drew a thick stroke of ink on it, destroying the whole paper, and stared at her sharply, "You broke it? "

She looked up at him, then hummed lightly, "So?"

So?

She broke her finger and asked him why?

Although he didn't know what those two simple finger snaps represented, he always had a strong feeling that it was something important—something that couldn't be broken casually.

Quan Qingjiu's eyes were darker, and he sneered heavily, every word seemed to come out of his throat, "Who allowed you to drop it?"

"It's funny, I need your permission to drop my own things?" Xia Fanyin smiled lightly, "Did you forget that I said from the beginning that this thing is not for you, if you don't believe it, you still insist on it." Correct the facts?"

"Do you think that I will pretend that nothing happened?"

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and paused every word, "His Royal Highness, are you too complacent?"

Thick danger radiated from him, Xia Fanyin's breath was stagnant, and she subconsciously clenched the brush in her hand.

When the man leaned over, she directly raised her hand, slid on him suddenly, and screamed, "Don't touch me!"

(End of this chapter)