The phoenix fights the world, the evil concubine is not easy to mess with

Chapter 92

It seems to be a reminder and a threat.

His aura was so strong that Huangfu Jun felt his palms sweat, and said in awe: "Minister, remember."

The prince has spoken, even if he doesn't pay attention to the promise, he dare not disobey the prince.

"Ok!"

Sikong Ji responded with satisfaction, got up and pulled Yu Qianjue away.

Yu Qianjue was confused by him again, where is he going?
Although she had doubts in her heart, she still didn't ask them.

Seeing that she was quite obedient, Sikong Ji smiled unconsciously.

Back in the study, only Yu Qianjue and Sikong Ji were left, she immediately shook off Sikong Ji's hand, distanced herself from him and asked seriously, "Why does the young master keep molesting me?"

She doesn't understand, really doesn't understand!

Why did he act like her in front of Huangfu Jun just now.

Seeing her being so straightforward, Sikong Ji's eyes overflowed with a smile, and said: "Does this need a reason?"

As long as he feels happy, why does he need any reason?
Seeing that Huangfu Jun was unhappy, he was happy, that's all!

Seeing that he answered so easily, Yu Qianjue frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't you need it!"

It may not be necessary for him, but she has to give her a reason.

She didn't want to live in a muddle, she had to explain everything clearly.

"what!"

Seeing her questioning, Sikong Ji chuckled lightly.

In the past, she used to chase after her to ask, but now it's all right, she turned around and asked after herself.

Seeing that he was just smiling, Yu Qian asked without giving up: "The young master hasn't answered my question yet."

Only when she knows the reason, can she cooperate well next time, and she won't be at a loss because of his sudden actions.

She doesn't like this passive feeling, it makes her feel very insecure.

Seeing her appearance of breaking the casserole and asking the end, Sikong Ji just smiled, his beautiful eyes like stars flickered slightly, and said, "Grinding!"

Then he ignored Yu Qianjue and sat in front of the desk.

Without getting an answer, Yu Qian would never give up, but she had to obey Si Kong Ji's order, who told her to sell herself to others.

Thinking of this, she walked to the inkstone and patiently picked up the ink stone and began to grind it round and round.

Seeing that Sikong Ji stretched out his slender white hand to take a wolf brush, lightly dipped some ink on it, and began to swish the brush.

Sikong Ji's handwriting is very beautiful, and the writing is majestic and majestic. Even if Yu Qianjue was used to the handwriting of celebrities and refined scholars in his previous life, he couldn't help but take a few extra glances at this time.

Judging people from writing, judging from the strength of writing, she has no choice but to accept.

Seeing her so focused, Sikong Ji raised his eyes, and suddenly said, "You write!" After speaking, he handed the pen to Yu Qianjue.

Yu Qianjue was confused, looked at Sikong Ji and asked, "Young Master, what should I write?"

Okay, what is this going to do again!
Hearing her question, Si Kongji raised his hand and wiped his fingers, and said, "When you came to ask for medicine last time, what did you promise me?"

Yes, her secrets, all secrets!

Otherwise, she thought, why did he take her to the study on purpose?
Yu Qian never thought that he would come to ask her so soon, and immediately said: "I don't know what the young master wants to know?"

Seeing that Yu Qianjue was pretending to be stupid for him, Sikong Ji smiled and said, "All of them!"

Yes, everything, everything about her, she must know.

Is it clear this time?

Hearing how greedy he was, Yu Qianjue chuckled lightly, looked up at him, and said, "Hasn't the young master already checked everything?"

When they first met, he even went to visit her to take a bath in the middle of the night. Could it be that he didn't know about Yu Qianjue?

He probably knows more than she does!

Seeing her being so perfunctory, the smile on Sikongji's lips turned cold, and he said, "Are you planning to renege on your debt?"

She clearly knew that what he asked was not about those things, if it could be found out by others, it would not be called a secret.

Seeing that he won't get something, Yu Qianjue would not let her go today, so she took up a pen and wrote a line of beautiful lower script on the rice paper—Suzaku inheritance, imprint of the dead.

Satisfied this time, she told him her inheritance.

Sikong Ji glanced at it, and said two words lightly, "Not enough!"

Even if she doesn't tell this matter, as long as she makes a move, others will know, so it's not an important secret.

Seeing that he was still dissatisfied, Yu Qianjue pretended to be very helpless, and said: "Young master, I'm afraid you know my affairs better than myself, I really have nothing to say."

She will not easily reveal her identity and the affairs of Moyu World.

"Oh, is that so? As far as I know, Yu Qianjue doesn't know many words, and he hasn't read any books. He doesn't even have a formal teacher. Tell me, how can you write such good characters! "

Sikong Ji's words were approaching, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"I can't practice myself!"

Yu Qian never thought that he let himself write for another purpose.

She thought the sea was the deepest, but she didn't expect that it was far less deep than the young master's routine, she should have thought of it earlier.

Hearing her ambiguous answer, the smile on Sikong Ji's mouth disappeared completely.

This time he pulled into the distance between them very seriously, his mouth was almost on Yu Qianjue's cheek, and said: "If you still want me to continue helping you, you'd better tell me."

As soon as his face changed, his breath also changed, Yu Qianjue almost trembled from the cold.

She told herself to be calm, she must be calm, she must think of a good way to get away with it.

Seeing that Yu Qianjue didn't reply for a long time, Sikong Ji stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head high, and said, "I'll count to three, two, one. If you don't say anything, come back to Taohuawu with me tomorrow."

Hearing Sikong Ji's threat, Yu Qianjue gritted his teeth.

Knowing that Sikong Ji could do what she said, she immediately replied: "Young master, I want to avenge my mother and find my missing brother Yu Qianxing. The reason why I can write is because Huangfu and I Jun has a marriage contract, and I want to rely on him to take revenge, so I have been practicing secretly for six years, hoping to have a skill, attract his attention, win her favor, and have him as my backer to have a bright future."

Is it okay this time?

Revenge is what she always wanted to do.

Not only to avenge Yuqian, but also to avenge myself.

It's just that she said what she said, but she didn't say her own.

So this reason is not nonsense.

After listening to Yu Qianjue's words, Si Kongji inspected her for half a cup of tea, and saw that there was nothing unusual about her, so he reluctantly believed it, but then carefully confirmed, "That's all?"

How does he feel that he still hasn't revealed all her secrets.

Seeing that he still had doubts, Yu Qianjue nodded immediately, and said sincerely: "Don't dare to lie to the young master, there are really only so many."

"Okay, let's go."

Sikong Ji distanced himself from Yu Qianjue, sat back in his seat, and spoke in a tepid tone.

Yu Qianjue did not leave, but turned his gaze to Sikong Ji and said: "Young Master, I still have something to ask you."

He has been trapping her for so long, shouldn't it be time to tell her something?

(End of this chapter)