Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 252 King's Reverse Scale. 10
Qin Qianmo's forehead was slightly stiff.

He lowered his eyebrows, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qin Shiyue standing up slowly while supporting the pear blossom chair, with his arms folded in front of him, his wide sleeves drooping.

She took a few steps forward, her steps were slow and steady, and then stopped in front of the bronze candelabra.

The big bronze candlesticks of Nanuo, with thin branches spread out in all directions, and on each branch, oil lamps were burning, boiling.

Qin Shiyue turned her back to him, and he couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

I only heard her cool voice, with a hint of coolness, coming from the sky: "Everyone in the mansion knows that the third aunt died of the stick, but the elder brother actually knows that the third aunt died unexpectedly, what a prophet!!"

Qin Qianmo heard that a certain string in his heart broke immediately, his nerves were tense, and his heart was up and down.

He didn't expect that Qin Shiyue would blow up his words when he was negligent for a while.

But he reacted quickly, and immediately said: "Brother doesn't have the ability to foretell, but sister Yue'er just asked me who died at the hand of Third Yiniang, so I guessed that Third Yiniang might not have been killed by a stick."

He spoke very humbly, neither humble nor overbearing, with a steady tone, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Qin Shiyue smiled icily at the candlestick, raised the corners of her lips, and pulled out a sinister smile, she simply said: "Brother, I don't care what role you play in this scene, as long as you I don’t care what I do if it doesn’t endanger me.”

She turned around slowly, with her back to the candlestick, her face was covered with a layer of shadow, and her long eyelashes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice and snow.

His cold eyes seemed to be filled with ice, and he looked at Qin Qianmo coldly, and said word by word: "But, if you dare to seek trouble with me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Qin Shiyue had no intention of being an enemy of Qin Qianmo, because after all, Qin Qianmo had no entanglements with her in the last life, and his fate in the last life was not very good.

Qin Qianmo suddenly understood that in Qin Shiyue's place, she had always known what he was planning, but she let him go because of his interests, which did not conflict with hers.

He pondered for a while, as if he had made up his mind and said, "Forgive others where they are forgiven!"

"Forgive people?" Qin Shiyue's face was a little gloomy, and there was a little bit of disbelief in his eyes, he smiled coldly, and said very sinisterly: "I spared them, who will spare me? "

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves, sat on the pear blossom chair suddenly, looked at Qin Qianmo coldly, with a condescending expression.

Qin Qianmo was slightly shocked by Qin Shiyue's sudden coldness, and looked at Qin Shiyue with a pair of slender sword eyebrows furrowed, feeling that in her bones, she spontaneously exuded an air of contempt for the world.

I felt like I was much shorter when I stood in front of her.

"Why do you hate them so much?" Qin Qianmo couldn't help being very puzzled, as if Qin Shiyue had an unforgivable resentment towards the people in the Duke Huguo's mansion.

Qin Shiyue's brows gradually softened. She sat on the chair with her hands resting on the edge of the chair, tilting her head slightly, with an unpredictable expression.

Qin Shiyue waited for a while before speaking, the corners of her eyes raised slightly, and two words popped out from her red lips: "Guess."

The corners of Qin Qianmo's eyes twitched. After waiting for so long, there were only two words. He didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

(End of this chapter)