Chapter 13o

When leaving the old lady's yard, Yan Ruoyi walked over quickly and lowered her voice, "Seventh Sister is a good method. In just a few days, grandmother has made her look at you. Now it is rumored that the sky has changed. What do you think of Seventh Sister?"

There is a strong hint in Yan Ruoyi's words. The old lady's granddaughter who has always loved the most is the third lady Yan Ruoyi. Now, for no reason, there is another Yan Qingyu competing for favor. How could Yan Ruoyi give up?

"I don't understand what the third sister said at all. It is my duty as a granddaughter to be able to enjoy the joy of family under my knees!" Yan Qingyu, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth and a silent and humble attitude made Yan Ruoyi in front of her suddenly realize that the disaster in the prison made the seventh sister more unpredictable.

Since I came back, the wind in the mansion has changed.

"I have no intention of being an enemy of the seventh sister, please show mercy!" Yan Ruoyi thought for a while and expressed her opinion. The straightforward statement made Yan Qingyu feel even more alert. In this prime minister's mansion, where monsters and demons danced around, it is not only An, but also Yan Ruoyi, the first beauty in front of her.

"The third sister is joking. We are sisters, where does the hatred come from?" Yan Qingyu nodded slightly, then found a reason to leave, leaving Yan Ruoyi, who was unknown.

Since Yan Qingyu realized her true heart, her personality has changed a lot, and her methods have become more straightforward.

As the quilt fish was pushing forward, she looked at a figure walking from a distance, and she curled her lips slightly, "Ziyu, you are hiding into the darkness!"

Ziyu paused for a moment, then quickly retreated and left...

Yan Zi rushed over from afar. It was obvious that he had just been resentful, so before the angry expression on his face had time to dissipate, he happened to see Yan Qingyu alone in front of him. The remaining light in his eyes suddenly flashed, and a sharp smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yan Qingyu!"

Yan Qingyu looked up violently, "Is there anything wrong with the Fourth Brother?"

"It's okay, I'll come to play with you!" Yan Ziwu's face showed a hideous smile. He had just suffered a grievance at Yan Ziran and had no place to vent, so he happened to see Yan Ziran's weakness.

Yan Ziwu showed an unknown smile. Yan Ziran's Yan Ziran, even if you are knowledgeable and respected by everyone, the treasure on your heart is as fragile as an ant in front of me. You will die without a burial place if you pinch your hand.

If you dare to make me foolish, you will feel heartbroken!

"What are you playing... what to do?" Yan Qingyu showed a faint feeling of anxiety. The wheelchair with both hands turned and wanted to retreat, but Yan Ziwu's feet stretched under the wheelchair, jammed her movements, and laughed condescendingly: "What's wrong with Sister Qi? Could it be that the brother who was bullying you before, making you so timid and scared?"

"I...I still have something to do..."

"Don't, the seventh sister rarely leaves the house. Today, the brother will take you to have a long experience. Let's go!" Yan Ziwu smiled coldly. This woman is not only Yan Ziran's heart treasure, but she doesn't know where the courage comes from, so she dares to provoke the Sixth Prince. The Sixth Prince said early that as long as she can kill her, the benefits will be endless!

"I don't want to go... someone comes..." Yan Qingyu panickedly wanted to escape, but Yan Ziwu looked around and immediately reached out to knock her out, threw the wheelchair into the water on the side, and then took her up and climbed the wall to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion.

There had been people outside the Prime Minister's Mansion squatting there quietly guarding him. When they saw Yan Ziwu bringing the man out, they immediately stood up, "Fourth Young Master!"

"Here is here, tell the Sixth Prince for me, don't forget the promise I made!" Yan Zi's military general fell heavily to the ground, his eyes full of ruthlessness. He did not regard Yan Qingyu as his sister at all, but a slave who could be abandoned at any time.

"Fourth Young Master, don't worry, I will convey it!" Several people stuffed Yan Qingyu into the carriage and immediately left the place, but Yan Ziwu clapped his hands and smiled coldly.

Turning his head and going home... He suddenly faced a gentle and innocent face, and he took a step back.

Is it Yan Ziran?

"You...brother, why are you here?"

A deep scrutiny flashed through Yan Ziran's eyes, "Climbing the wall in a remote corner, Fourth brother, what are you doing?"

A layer of sweat floated on Yan Ziwu's forehead, thinking that he should not have been seen. If it were seen, Yan Ziran would have caught up with him long ago and would not have been able to waste time with him here. So he calmed down and smiled casually: "Why are you here too? Could it be that you were secretly going to the brothel like me? It's just right, together?"

Yan Ziran's calm eyes were just staring at it quietly... quietly, as if he could see the depths of Yan Ziwu's soul carefully and thoroughly.

This great pressure almost made Yan Ziwu unable to maintain the surface calmness. It was not until Yan Ziran turned around casually behind his hands that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's best not to let my father show up in such a thing as going to a brothel, otherwise no one can save you!"

"Yes, my brother has taught me a lesson!"

Yan Ziwu bent down deeply to salute. The cruelty in his eyes made his expression particularly twisted. He stared at Yan Ziran's back who was leaving, and gritted his teeth for a long time: "Yan Qingyu, your favorite sister will die without a burial place, just wait for me!"

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Yan Qingyu did not really fall into a coma. It was impossible for a small hand knife to be cut into a coma. She has not yet reached this point. She just pretended to cooperate and fell into a coma, wanting to see what was the reason why Yan Ziwu took action openly? It was not until she was handed over to another person that she realized that it was the sixth prince Mo Yan who was secretly attacking.

Yan Qingyu was not taken to the palace, but to a remote yard... The sixth prince Mo Yan had been sitting there waiting anxiously, until he saw Yan Qingyu being carried in. Without saying a word, he held the dagger in his hand and stabbed Yan Qingyu fiercely.

When he saw this woman, his eyes hurt... Kill, kill, kill her!

It's all because of her, so the nine thousand years of change are all because of her...

The dagger that stabbed Yan Qingyu's heart stopped directly in the air. A black suit covered Yan Qingyu's body. Ziyu's figure flashed out from the dark, carrying two headless corpses. Even if they had no heads, blood was still flowing from the wound... One of the corpses caught the sword that Mo Yan stabbed over, and the other body slammed hard at the other people beside Yan Qingyu.

The ghostly steps flashed lightly, and the empty steps passed by like lightning. Ziyu's figure shuttled back and forth in this small yard. Wherever he went, blood flowed and the sky stained with blood mist.

No one had time to scream. Ziyu's movements were extremely fast, all of which were wiped out with one sword.

It’s too late to struggle!

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Yan Qingyu: "It's really difficult to be the heroine. Assassination and frame one after another, it's really a miserable life?!"

Several female supporting actors gritted their teeth and stared at each other with red eyes: "I'm still good at getting the cheap ones, get out!"

Yan Qingyu: "Haha...Who made Yueguang let the heroine be from the beginning?"

Several female supporting roles stared at the moonlight, grinding their teeth, and approached step by step.

Moonlight: "..." What should I do if I am swollen?

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