Queen's Purpose

Chapter 939 To commemorate him or do you think you can redeem your sins like this?
Her eyes fluttered, and her clenched palms squeezed a little harder. After a long time, she raised her head to meet his dark eyes...

Four eyes facing each other.

Quan Qingjiu stared at her deeply, sporadic and imperceptible expectations welled up in his eyes, but when he looked at him, he pursed his lips and looked away, "Judging from the color of the blood, there should be no blood on the sword. Poison. Just find someone to bandage it."

After speaking, he slowly turned and left.

At this time, he should not stimulate her anyway, following her is the only thing he should and can do.

But suddenly she didn't know where the anger surged up, and the anger was uncontrollable, and the crimson figure suddenly blocked her way.

Xia Fanyin's eyelashes trembled slightly.

In the next second, he raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, "Get out of the way."

"I don't care if you blame me or yourself," Quan Qingjiu stood in front of her, took a step forward, and said with a steady expression, "You probably sprained your wrist during the fight just now, let the doctor show it to you .”

"I'm not sprained, you're overthinking it." She said coldly.

"I said you were hurt, you were hurt."

"...Quan Qingjiu, are you crazy?" She said impatiently: "I am a doctor myself, don't I know if I am injured or not?"

"Yes, you are a doctor."

The man sneered, "You insisted that you weren't hurt even though you were hurt—in memory of him or do you think you can atone for your sins?"

Xia Fanyin's face was ugly, and he couldn't say a word.

All the suppressed and restrained emotions seemed to surge up at this moment.

She didn't want to quarrel with him. From just now, she just wanted to calm down, but this man was like a blind man. He didn't even give him any quiet time, and insisted on hitting her muzzle.

Shangguan Yuxi seemed to want to say something, but before she could speak, she was led away by the man beside her.

She glanced back at them, and the two people's stalemate confrontation gave her an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"I……"

"Yuxi."

The handsome and deep man who has experienced years of precipitation interrupted lightly, "Since the protagonist of this wedding is gone - the third prince is the prince of Nanzhao. But the ceremony is not completed, she is not yet the third princess of Nanzhao, I don't know." There will be a woman who suddenly appeared to be the enemy of Beidi, do you understand?"

She understands, how could she not understand?
For Nanzhao, Sanskrit is just an insignificant person who can be given up, but for Beidi, she is a woman who can't be given up by a man named Quan Qingjiu after a country-even if he really grabs it or even In a fight, Nanzhao was also the unreasonable side.

She just...

It seems that I saw myself in Sanskrit. There is nowhere to express my grievances, and I can only be forced if I am involuntary.

Shangguan Yuxi lowered his eyes and sighed slightly, "I see, let's go."

Xia Houyuan pursed his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't say anything.

In fact, there was another very important reason why he chose not to intervene - he had used coercive means before, and it was after irreparable damage, so he didn't want Quan Qingjiu to return in defeat in his heart.

There is no end, no day to die, who knows what will happen in the future?
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In the wedding hall, red silk is everywhere, but blood is also everywhere.

Xia Fanyin tightly clenched his palms, "The power is overwhelming!"

(End of this chapter)