The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 292
Now that I'm in this embarrassing situation, it's all because of Nie Zhaoyang, this little bitch!
Nie Zihuan was biting his lips, staring at Nie Zhaoyang with hatred in his eyes, wishing that his gaze was like a knife, and he could slash the face of this little bitch with a single sweep, and see how she still seduces men!

In the blink of an eye, Nie Zihuan's heart was already turning a thousand times, and he believed that the reason why Xiao Chengye offered to help and make things difficult for him was to show off in front of the beauty, so all the hatred for Xiao Chengye was passed on to Nie Zhaoyang. .

In his heart, he hated Nie Zhaoyang so much that he wanted to tear apart his bones and eat meat, but at this moment, Nie Zihuan also knew that if he wanted not to embarrass himself in front of others, he might still ask Nie Zhaoyang.

As the saying goes, a man can bend and stretch, and Nie Zihuan's face suddenly changed. He looked straight at Nie Zhaoyang and called softly, "Zhao, sister Zhaoyang, sister Zhaoyang..."

Huh?
Nie Zhaoyang raised his eyes in surprise, seeing Nie Zihuan's originally full of hatred suddenly turned into a deep pleading, he was taken aback for a moment.

"Sister Zhaoyang, it was my brother who was reckless before, but now my brother knows he was wrong, so let me spare him this time." Seeing Nie Zhaoyang looking over, Nie Zihuan endured the pain and kept from gnashing his teeth, with a sincere and pleading face, these words The deep meaning inside and outside the words is obvious, and he almost asked Nie Zhaoyang to help plead with Xiao Chengye directly from his mouth.

Nie Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows, and his gaze full of scrutiny fell on Nie Zihuan, looking back and forth up and down.

And Nie Zihuan just stood there with a begging look on his face, letting Nie Zhaoyang look at him without hiding or dodging, but the two palms in the wide sleeves of his robe were tightly clenched into fists because of forbearance and unwillingness .

Nie Zhaoyang seemed to have finally enjoyed enough of Nie Zihuan's begging for mercy. He first looked back, then frowned slightly, and said helplessly, "Is there any reason for Zhaoyang to speak in front of the third son Ye? But since my brother sincerely admits his mistake , my sister understands that, I only hope that my brother will not commit another crime in the future..."

Because of Nie Zihuan's begging for mercy, everyone in the room turned their attention to Nie Zhaoyang.

Hearing that Nie Zhaoyang seemed to be coaxed by him at this moment, Nie Zihuan's face was filled with joy, Master Qin's eyebrows showed a hint of relief, while Xiao Chengye raised his eyebrows slightly in confusion, only Sun Ruoyu was still looking at Nie Zhaoyang with a smile on his face .

From the corner of the eye, he saw that everyone's eyes were on him, but Nie Zhaoyang suddenly changed the subject, and said in a soft voice, "Don't worry, brother, I just don't care about you here. But right now, you still Hurry up and receive the punishment from Third Young Master Ye, so as to avoid the wrong name of being disrespectful to others."

Hearing Nie Zhaoyang's words, Nie Zihuan's face changed suddenly, and his ecstasy turned into fury.Master Qin's eyes sank, and he shook his head helplessly.

And Xiao Chengye frowned, looked at Nie Zhaoyang with interest, and then at Sun Ruoyu.

I saw Sun Ruoyu standing there quietly, on Junxiu's face, there was no change in expression as usual, only a pair of faintly smiling eyes revealed a hint of clarity when he fixedly looked at Nie Zhaoyang, It seemed that he had known for a long time that Nie Zhaoyang would never let Nie Zihuan go.

(End of this chapter)