Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 682 Say it or not

His skin was originally fair, but now it was gloomy, and his whole body was a bit gloomy.

Seeing his angry appearance, Feng Nuanyang felt uncomfortable, she clenched her hands tightly and forced herself to be calm: "So what?" Since you have chosen, you will not regret it, what should come will always come.

She raised her foot and was about to leave, but when she passed by Situ Qingming, he grabbed her hand: "Where are you going? Are you going to confess to Ming Qianjue?"

He smiled coldly, and then pushed her hard into the room. Under her angry gaze, he lifted up the hem of his clothes, squatted down and picked up the corpse on the ground.

Under Feng Nuanyang's staring gaze, he pursed his lips and said, "I'm in charge of disposing of the corpse, you clean it up, don't leave any blood, don't tell Ming Qianjue, it doesn't matter if you are doing it for his own good, he will still feel bad , I believe you don't want to see him in pain either!"

Feng Nuanyang felt pain in her heart, and she was also afraid to tell him that she didn't want to see him disappointed, and she didn't want to see him loathed and hated...

Situ Qingming twitched the corners of her mouth coldly, and seeing her blushing eyes, she knew that this girl was just pretending to be strong, she was really a fool!He is also a fool!
When Feng Nuanyang returned to the room, she still hadn't recovered from the panic just now, and she felt that bloody smell could be smelled all over her body.

Yujin walked in with a smile, "Miss, where did you go just now?"

Feng Nuanyang's heart trembled, he always felt unnatural and a little restless.

Yu Jin approached, frowned, and covered her nose with her hands: "Miss, this room smells so bad!" She hurried to the window and opened it, and a gust of fresh wind came in instantly.

Feng Nuanyang pinched the hand on the hem of the skirt, it turned whiter, and she panicked. When Yujin approached again, she hurriedly took a few steps back: "Go and prepare some bath water for me."

She quickly changed the clothes and asked Yu Jin to burn them.

Yujin felt strange and worried, looking at the fair-skinned woman in the bathtub, "Miss, isn't this dress your favorite?"

"Take it and burn it!" Feng Nuanyang arched into the water, the water was warm, but her heart was inexplicably cold, she didn't know how that pervert handled the corpse.

After Ming Qianjue sent Feng Nuanyang back, he went to the inn again, but the place was already empty, he secretly hated, and when he returned to the inn, he saw a woman kneeling at the gate.

He frowned, and planned to go around, but Hong Sui blocked his way: "My lord, the mother is gone."

Ming Qianjue lowered his raised foot, frowned, and impatiently in his eyes: "What's wrong with Nanny Sang? Didn't you let you watch it? What do you mean by disappearing?" Although he didn't like to stay with Nanny Sang They are together, but after all, she is his nanny who raised him, and he still hopes that she will live well.

Hong Sui squeezed the hem of the skirt nervously, mustered up his courage, and his eyes flashed darkly: "Today she said to go to see the prince, but she never went back to the garden. The servant girl heard that she went to the study, and the princess was there at the time, but The princess said she hadn't seen her before!"

Ming Qianjue couldn't hear her twisted words, so she turned cold: "Since the princess said she hasn't seen it, you can go outside and look for it!" He looked at the girl in front of him coldly. He was disappointed and cold-hearted, he had to wonder if it was another trick of hers this time to make him misunderstand Nuan Yang.

He strode away directly without stopping, let alone looking at her more.

(End of this chapter)