after losing heart

Chapter 60 [066] Kill me

"No!" Qiancheng took a step back, grasping Yu in his palm, "Let Chunlan Xialian go!"

"Threatening the king?"

Su Mo's dark eyes turned cold.

"Don't dare, since the incident started with this piece of jade, then it will be tied up with this piece of jade..."

Qian Cheng hadn't finished speaking when Zi Ying flashed in front of her eyes, and someone had already mercilessly bullied her throat.

"Say, say, one, time, give, me!" The man paused every word, as if bursting out from between his teeth, and the haze in his black eyes gathered more and more, like the dark clouds in the sky on the eve of a storm, ready to destroy city.

Qiancheng was frightened by the coldness in his eyes, and her heart trembled, but this also strengthened her determination to exchange this piece of jade.

It must be a matter of great concern for a quiet and restrained person to lose his composure.

Which woman sent it?

Do not know why?The figure of the woman in black that I saw in the backyard that night suddenly flashed across my mind.

Yes, it is her.

The scenarios are so similar.

Last time, he also had killing intent.

Qiancheng's heart was astringent, his face was flushed because of the obstructed breathing, but he insisted on grasping the things in his hands tightly with all his strength.

The man stretched out his hand to snatch her away, but he couldn't break her hand away.

"Are you looking for death?" The cold voice exhaled, and the big hand in the throat suddenly exerted force.

The air became thinner and thinner, Qiancheng opened his mouth in pain, his watery eyes stared straight at the man's furious deep pupils, panting, "Kill...Kill me!"

The man snorted coldly, "You think this king dare not?"

Qiancheng gave a difficult smile, didn't say anything, but slowly closed his eyes.

Rather than saying that she is gambling with her own life, it is better to say that at this moment, she is sincerely begging to die.

Perhaps, it is also a relief.

But when she was quietly waiting for death to come, the strength around her neck suddenly loosened, and the man let her go, "Madman!"

Suddenly without support, her feet went limp and she fell to the ground with her mouth open, gasping for breath.

"Come on!" The man turned around and shouted coldly.

Someone came in at the door, it was Yang Hen.

Seeing the scene in the room, Yang Hen was slightly taken aback. He wanted to step forward to help the woman who fell on the ground, but after thinking about it, he felt it was inappropriate, so he had to give up.

She gave a slight bow to the man's cold back, "Fourth Lord!"

Su Mochen didn't look back, he couldn't see the expression on his face, only heard his cold voice.

"Release the two slaves who were punished in Tsinghua Court!"

Yang Hen was taken aback, "Yes!"

When he turned around, he glanced at the woman on the ground again, sighed slightly, and then backed out.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Both of them stopped talking, and it seemed that only the noise of heavy rain was left in the world.

Qiancheng slowly stood up from the ground. For some reason, she obviously won the bet, but there was no joy of winning in her heart. On the contrary, she was full of sadness.

Su Mochen stood facing her with his hands behind his back all the time, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at his cold back, she smiled tiredly, "Return your things to you!"

Stretching out her hand, she opened her palm, but her face suddenly changed, her eyes widened in disbelief.

In her hand, there is a red string and two petals of broken jade.

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There will be a small turning point tomorrow

(End of this chapter)